<?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-5386534974081211655</id><updated>2012-01-31T03:45:59.187-08:00</updated><category term='guitargirl'/><category term='Pic'/><category term='Torque'/><category term='blogthings'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='random'/><category term='song'/><category term='Owan'/><category term='Habibi'/><category term='Family Force 5'/><category term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category term='Phika'/><category term='Hannah'/><category term='Verja'/><category term='ranting'/><category term='Acoustichick'/><category term='newsboys'/><category term='&quot;non-&quot;newsboys'/><category term='VOTA'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='youth'/><category term='video'/><category term='pets'/><category term='netsirK'/><category term='Tarheelness'/><category term='MAC BLOG'/><category term='Smitty'/><category term='Rapture Ruckus'/><category term='Duncan'/><category term='Monk'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='Skillet'/><category term='imagination chaos'/><title type='text'>Random Musings...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>295</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-4199815998155869271</id><published>2010-12-08T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T05:32:11.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolver 2007...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TP-Von_CIJI/AAAAAAAAA4U/P6HFVbiGN5w/s1600/Revolver_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548317791104409746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TP-Von_CIJI/AAAAAAAAA4U/P6HFVbiGN5w/s320/Revolver_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OhMyGosh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revolvermag.com/magazine/article/underoath-as-i-lay-dying-norma-jean-and-demon-hunter/"&gt;It's Ryan.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revolvermag.com/magazine/article/underoath-as-i-lay-dying-norma-jean-and-demon-hunter/"&gt;With Peter Furler-esque eyeliner.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revolvermag.com/magazine/article/underoath-as-i-lay-dying-norma-jean-and-demon-hunter/"&gt;With three other screaming guys.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.revolvermag.com/magazine/article/underoath-as-i-lay-dying-norma-jean-and-demon-hunter/"&gt;Whom are not bald...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I thought Ryan was intimidating before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's downright &lt;em&gt;terrifying&lt;/em&gt; with eyeliner...&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/5386534974081211655-4199815998155869271?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/4199815998155869271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=4199815998155869271&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4199815998155869271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4199815998155869271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2010/12/revolver-2007.html' title='Revolver 2007...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TP-Von_CIJI/AAAAAAAAA4U/P6HFVbiGN5w/s72-c/Revolver_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-5175223740850617952</id><published>2010-12-05T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T10:10:53.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeeee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TPvVLnzET4I/AAAAAAAAA4E/u2ltn5l3rHQ/s1600/img0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hai!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's December, finally! Hooway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Buut that's not why I have called this blob (er... blog) to order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had a SQUEEEEEE moment two nights ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, it is DH-related.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Firstly, I kindly request you click &lt;a href="http://blog.invisiblecreature.com/build-a-bullseye/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; link. &lt;a href="http://blog.invisiblecreature.com/build-a-bullseye/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; one. Right &lt;a href="http://blog.invisiblecreature.com/build-a-bullseye/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;--- any one of those capitalized links can be pressed, they all go to the same place. *ahem* Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, we have a Target store here... it's on a big, bustly main road, far from my house but still within driving distance. Friday, for the first time since probably &lt;i&gt;last&lt;/i&gt; Christmas, we got a chance to stop at our local Target.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why? See the link! The brothers Clark have designed Target gift cards! And they're LEGO-based, no less! :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I scoured the place while still staying with my party of three (ahem, my mother, sister and I). Didn't find ANY. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I tweeted that I wasn't able to find one... but lo and behold, Mom comes out (we had left to the car early, seeing as it was boiling hot in there... ugh!) with the card I'd been looking for! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But, I did discover, to my shock and eternal joy... fifteen minutes of Invisible Creature fame!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TPvVLsKW3EI/AAAAAAAAA38/Z0ET6ALEDHM/s200/Picture%2B1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547261762846776386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See the second entry in their Twittersphere section of their site?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I ee-d when I saw it. I literally eeeeeeee-d.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And all for THIS little doggy LEGO creation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TPvVLnzET4I/AAAAAAAAA4E/u2ltn5l3rHQ/s1600/img0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TPvVLnzET4I/AAAAAAAAA4E/u2ltn5l3rHQ/s200/img0283.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547261761675349890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TPvVLsKW3EI/AAAAAAAAA38/Z0ET6ALEDHM/s1600/Picture%2B1.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was it worth it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I say it certainly was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-5175223740850617952?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/5175223740850617952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=5175223740850617952&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5175223740850617952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5175223740850617952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2010/12/eeeee.html' title='Eeeee!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TPvVLsKW3EI/AAAAAAAAA38/Z0ET6ALEDHM/s72-c/Picture%2B1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-2929081499027569912</id><published>2010-11-22T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T18:59:59.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>Hi. I'm seriously bored.&lt;div&gt;So I'm creating my own little survey thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And btw? I'm gonna keep talking about this subject until someone strangles me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And remember - all of this is a matter of opinion. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Demon Hunter - eponymous album&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite Track: Through the Black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite "Ballad:" The Gauntlet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most Thought-Provoking Lyric: "Anything you hate/Will be the root of everything you breathe." - Turn Your Back and Run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Track Music: Screams of the Undead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Track Lyrics: Infected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Summer of Darkness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite Track: The Latest and Last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite "Ballad:" The only one - Heartstrings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most Thought-Provoking Lyric: "We'll take our voices/With our hands/We'll make like knives/We'll make demands." - Not Ready to Die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Track Music: Annihilate the Corrupt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Track Lyrics: Heartstrings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Triptych&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite Track: Undying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite "Ballad:" One Thousand Apologies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most Thought-Provoking Lyric: "So lost in your addiction/The solemn comfort of your grave/(If you) close your eyes,/The light can't take it away." - Not I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Track Music: Fire to My Soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Track Lyrics: The Soldier's Song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Storm the Gates of Hell&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite Track: No Reason to Exist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite "Ballad:" Thorns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most Thought-Provoking Lyric: "This war is a page unwritten/But we know how it ends." - Fiction Kingdom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Track Music: Sixteen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Track Lyrics: A Thread of Light, tied with Grand Finale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The World is a Thorn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite Track: Lifewar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite "Ballad:" Blood in the Tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most Thought-Provoking Lyric: "Sons and Daughters/Pray for the rain,/May it redeem their eyes." - Shallow Water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Track Music: Just Breathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Track Lyrics: Desire the Pain&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;See? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boredom at its finest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of DH, though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VHo5B_GFAaY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VHo5B_GFAaY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-2929081499027569912?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/2929081499027569912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=2929081499027569912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2929081499027569912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2929081499027569912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2010/11/bleh.html' title='Bleh'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-7852300067678970777</id><published>2010-11-15T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T19:03:22.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utopia Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay. I'm really bored so I'm gonna blog about more DH stuffs. Feel free to strangle me - it's all I can think of to talk about. No, I ain't kiddin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a four day weekend last weekend. Thursday was, of course, Veteran's Day (AKA, the anniversary of the signing of the World War I armistice). Friday... eh, long story. And of course, the normal weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During these four days of utter bliss and boredom, I have learned more things about DH than I think I ever need to know... Yes. I'm well on my way, if I wasn't already, to becoming a hardcore Hunter. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of my nosiness, I have now learned about, among a whole buttload of other things, Invisible Creature - that it's what the Clark brothers do for a &lt;i&gt;living&lt;/i&gt; and they're really, really good at art. I shall now show examples - some that are slightly relevant to you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e9/Cd_fangs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e9/Cd_fangs.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/09/Captiva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/09/Captiva.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 500px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, behold - Falling Up's&lt;i&gt; Fangs!&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Captiva&lt;/i&gt;. Yes, they did both covers. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/96/Hawk_nelson_crazy_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/96/Hawk_nelson_crazy_love.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 299px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f3/Hawknelsonismyfiend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f3/Hawknelsonismyfiend.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 500px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same with Hawk Nelson. Though &lt;i&gt;Hawk Nelson Is My Friend&lt;/i&gt; looks like something they create normally... if you could &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; call the Clark brothers normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f5/Phenomenon.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I really don't know if they created this cover (they &lt;i&gt;may&lt;/i&gt; have...), but look hard at the guy being "brought up" - it's supposedly the Don side of the Brothers Clark. But I'll leave it up to you to decide. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY - nextly, I learned more about Training for Utopia... Ryan and Don's first-ish band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/252/159906.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 165px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Is that Ryan in a cowboy hat? Yes it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;The man had &lt;i&gt;hair&lt;/i&gt; on his &lt;i&gt;head&lt;/i&gt; in the nineties... it's a little terrifying, actually. But he's still Ryan. Screaming the way he did on the first DH album (less gritty), but still Ryan underneath. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;I shall now leave you with an attempt to scar you using a Training for Utopia video. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/phxIU_jUzjU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/phxIU_jUzjU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, yo. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-7852300067678970777?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/7852300067678970777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=7852300067678970777&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7852300067678970777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7852300067678970777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2010/11/utopia-training.html' title='Utopia Training'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-6894249269631774712</id><published>2010-11-12T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T13:21:22.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIZZA: IT'S EXTREME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chzgifs.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/45cc5c85-4ff3-4ffd-a978-e82aca579d74.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 201px;" src="http://chzgifs.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/45cc5c85-4ff3-4ffd-a978-e82aca579d74.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-6894249269631774712?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/6894249269631774712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=6894249269631774712&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/6894249269631774712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/6894249269631774712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2010/11/pizza-its-extreme.html' title='PIZZA: IT&apos;S EXTREME.'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-5779078566323567322</id><published>2010-11-06T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T05:12:39.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Okay. Lettuce slow down for a moment, and ponder...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... what else? Demon Hunter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, some people - my own mother is guilty of this and it was enough to place small doubt in me briefly - seem to jump to the conclusion that DH is the exact opposite of what they are - a light brightly shining in the darkness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are three immediate reasons I see for this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 - their genre. Come on, don't tell me you don't know anyone whom has a leery attitude when it comes to the metal genre of music. Same story with screaming in music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 - their logo/appearance. I personally love their logo - a demon head with a clear bullet wound in its forehead - because it's so original and different; plus, it is both subtle  and extremely profound in the Christian sense. Some would assert, however that both that, and the fact that at least three out of five of the guys have their bodies quite tatted up (if you will) would &lt;i&gt;obviously&lt;/i&gt; equal evil. Hmph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lastly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 - some of the lyrics. Listening to a certain line of quite a few of their songs out of context can often lead to misunderstandings. I see/hear that quite often in the songs themselves, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heck, even they themselves have released a song dealing with authority figures that would go beyond openly condoning the music by outright trying to block kids (and by kids, I mostly mean teens) from exposure to such music. I show to you the second verse to said song, "A Thread of Light:"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/track.asp?track_id=8732"&gt;You buried the chance in a self-righteous glance/So your sons and your daughters were safe./But your imperfect path/Is a heart made of glass,/And the world is a charming grenade.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See how bluntly they put the truth? Does that not strike you as refreshing? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole song is extremely blunt and to the point. They even outright state the purpose of the band in the first verse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now granted, quite a few of they lyrics chosen are quite morbid in nature. Examples include:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The chorus of &lt;a href="http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/track.asp?track_id=8735"&gt;"Thorns."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/track.asp?track_id=773"&gt;"Everything Was White."&lt;/a&gt; All of it. (... no pun intended)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The chorus and post-chorus (the only sung part) of &lt;a href="http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/track.asp?track_id=767"&gt;"Our Faces Fall Apart."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Break through the &lt;a href="http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/track.asp?track_id=4559"&gt;ribcage&lt;/a&gt;/And tear the heart out/Of everyone you love!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Everything but the chorus and outro of &lt;a href="http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/track.asp?track_id=755"&gt;"Infected."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;- &lt;/i&gt;The whole meaning of &lt;a href="http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/track.asp?track_id=8731"&gt;"Carry Me Down."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's just to name a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time, there are positive and strong lyrics as well. More examples:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- As demonstrated above, "A Thread of Light."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The chorus of &lt;a href="http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/track.asp?track_id=768"&gt;"Less Than Nothing."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/track.asp?track_id=4551"&gt;"Undying"&lt;/a&gt; is a good one, extremely positive and passionate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The bridge of &lt;a href="http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/track.asp?track_id=8740"&gt;"Grand Finale."&lt;/a&gt; So very, very beautiful and true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The rapid-fire prechorus of &lt;a href="http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/track.asp?track_id=761"&gt;"A Broken Upper Hand."&lt;/a&gt; Yeah, boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/track.asp?track_id=13324"&gt;Won't bow to man/Won't bow to government/Won't trust a failed system of self-fulfilling lust.../&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, just to name a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, most of this can be seen as a matter of opinion. It is all about perspective, and God, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I leave you with this - a headscratcher as Ryan explains to us "A Thread of Light:"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"[Kids] can either be defined by worldly music, or by positive, Christ-centered music. Although some parents may hear our music and jump to the conclusion that we must condone evil because we have a heavy sound and the vocals can seem very abrasive, what they don’t know is that their kids dig deeper than that. Kids don’t stop at the appearance. They get into the music in a way that their parents could never imagine them doing. They learn about the band, meticulously read the lyrics, and they look to get something out of it. At an impressionable age, they may very well take to heart whatever it is they’re being told in a song. What we offer them is a Christian perspective. It’s just wrapped in a package that looks a little more aggressive than what you might be used to seeing in Christian music. And if you ask why we would appear that way, I would ask why your child is interested in listening to us. This kind of music can truly be a weapon against the spiritual warfare that kids face these days. I don’t want to knock other Christian artists, because they all have their place, but if we were speaking metaphorically, what kind of weapon would you call contemporary Christian pop, and what kind of weapon would you call Christian heavy metal?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do y'all think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-5779078566323567322?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/5779078566323567322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=5779078566323567322&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5779078566323567322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5779078566323567322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2010/11/deep-thoughts.html' title='Deep Thoughts...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-5182217689975435315</id><published>2010-10-28T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T15:07:24.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We... are Bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No... I am not schizophrenic... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a certain car in our midst... he's not as cool as Torque, and he's not staying for too much longer, but I thought I might show him off before he shoves off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnb3VaOt7I/AAAAAAAAA28/zDp0ZBwG0VA/s320/Tanky.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533195360887814066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His codename is Bouncy Tank - you may call him Tank. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is that his codename?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's a Friggin'. Bouncy. Tank! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He makes you feel like a seven-foot giant when you sit within him, aaand he bounces all over the place. Makes for a very interesting ride...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. I'm quite bored, so, uh... yeah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'ma bore you all with some semi-pointless DH trivia! Reaady?? OKAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnoBRgXSgI/AAAAAAAAA3E/3Gs653ygOPI/s320/05s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533208725778024962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;This... is Ryan Clark, circa 2005. I love, love, love the shadow effect here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;He and his brother Don founded DH in 2001. This man is some kinda amazing - he screams, he sings, he plays guitar, he headbangs despite a noticeable lack of hair, and he apparently plays drums on RockBand (still kinda wondering why he didn't &lt;i&gt;sing&lt;/i&gt;...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;And he songwrites pretty dang well, too. As well as a very affable chairspinner. ;) Can you tell this guy's my favorite DH-er?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Photo courtesy of Demonhunter.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnqi9LNTUI/AAAAAAAAA3M/OuVv7V8Eoj4/s320/05s6.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533211503459388738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 265px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;This... is Patrick Judge, one of the two newcomers to DH, circa 2010. His bandmates call him Patches. I like calling him Patchy myself. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;He's a really, really freaking good guitarist, and it shows on &lt;i&gt;The World is a Thorn&lt;/i&gt;. Guitar solos left and right, man! He sounds thus far like the rest of the guys - really funny and really nice. He looks really emo-esque in official photos, sadly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;I wish I had more on this guy - he and Yogi are tied as my second favorite DH member.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;hoto courtesy of Youtube.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMntdsOUJUI/AAAAAAAAA3U/M9N27OwOF5I/s320/05s3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This here be Tim Watts, circa 2005... but &lt;i&gt;everyone&lt;/i&gt; calls him Yogi. &lt;i&gt;Everyone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yogi is... the sweetest drummer guy ever, really - maybe it's the bald head and red hair - and a realleh guhd drummer at that. You'd have to see it to really believe the nice part, in my opinion, because he can be an imposing presence... and there's no pun intended there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My second favorite DH-er, tied with Patchy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Photo courtesy of Demonhunter.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnvXv8X6wI/AAAAAAAAA3c/6R9b-LF0Yw4/s320/05s4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is Jonathan Dunn, circa 2010. He's DH's bassist and he has really cool hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And he just ruined his iPhone. :P *cough* Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jon's been in DH forever... like Ryan, except maybe not as long. He apparently also did not want to play Rock Band... he's weird like that. But yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Photo courtesy of Jesusfreakhideout.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnxpJaW9yI/AAAAAAAAA3k/nbQxj6R_SEg/s320/05s5.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And last but definitely not least, this is Ryan Helm, circa 2010. I differentiate between him and de other Ryan above by calling him Helm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He has &lt;i&gt;ACTION DREADS,&lt;/i&gt; as demonstrated in the above photo. When he headbangs, his hair goes &lt;i&gt;everywhere.&lt;/i&gt; Provides some really, really cool shots alongside the guitar he's playin'. It was a cool point in the Collapsing music video - slow-motion shots of his dreadlocks flying everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's really kewl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Photo courtesy of Jesusfreakhideout.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And the honorable mention:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnzBFJ4rDI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Q24GTy0DD0o/s320/05s2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don Clark! Ryan's brother... circa 2005. He left in 2009. :( He &lt;i&gt;used&lt;/i&gt; to be a guitarist for DH, but no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've seen videos of him. His voice is deeper than Ryan's... Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But anyway, he did help found DH, so I wanted to mention him. Because he's still cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Photo courtesy of Demonhunter.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And now, I leave you with this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why is there bacon in the soap?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-5182217689975435315?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/5182217689975435315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=5182217689975435315&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5182217689975435315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5182217689975435315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-are-bored.html' title='We... are Bored...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnb3VaOt7I/AAAAAAAAA28/zDp0ZBwG0VA/s72-c/Tanky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-8469894255832889694</id><published>2010-10-23T17:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T17:34:25.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Cough*</title><content type='html'>*shuffles in*&lt;div&gt;*coughs into fist*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*crickets*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhhh... hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW, this place is dusty! *sweeps hand across cobwebs* MEEHHHHH! COBWEBS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*deep breath* Yeah. It's, uh... good to be back in old digs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What has changed, you ask, besides the blogging right now thing? Well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a junior in high school. I'm sixteen now, I can drive (I CAN FRIGGIN' DRIVE!!), and Torquie and I go up and down the roads now, terrorizing people with my loud Demon Hunter blasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which leads me into another thing - I'm turning into a Demon Hunter fanatic. It's strange how detracting myself from the nb has driven me into... harder rock. Like &lt;i&gt;metal...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not entirely sure why I'm a Hunter now. Perhaps it's because it's &lt;i&gt;so different&lt;/i&gt; from what I had been listening to. Perhaps because it calms my nerves. Perhaps because Ryan Clark's voice &lt;i&gt;rocks.&lt;/i&gt; Who knoweth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also changed youth groups and I am quite content where I am in terms of that. My new youth leader is the bomb. And a sweetheart to boot. *cough* anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I leave you with this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AroHm0FRp14?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AroHm0FRp14?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have fun with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-8469894255832889694?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/8469894255832889694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=8469894255832889694&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8469894255832889694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8469894255832889694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2010/10/cough.html' title='*Cough*'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-622592003801858837</id><published>2010-01-15T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T11:03:56.627-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MAC BLOG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>New Year?</title><content type='html'>2010 is here,&lt;div&gt;And I predict I will blog even less than I do now. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, if I break that prediction, that's great, but I highly doubt that at this point. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooo... what's changed with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my newsboys fandom? It has decreased... extremely quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The addition of Tait has... caused massive damage to my impression of the nb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't even listen to one of their songs anymore (I have now taken off all but three newsboys songs off my iPod - out of 247).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And even those three, I doubt I'll listen to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since the nb destroyed themselves, &lt;i&gt;tons&lt;/i&gt; of great things have happened! Not the least of which you have heard about that happened last March... *wink wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As all of you know, Torque has come together beautifully and I can't wait until I have mastered the art driving sticks (bad pun? Opinions!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as the playlist now demonstrates... my favorite band has been changing since the nb have destroyed themselves. To Skillet, to Falling Up, to RED, to Skillet again, and now... Demon Hunter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know. I'm a ball of spinning unpredictability. I have become more fond of... screamo. What? It's fun! All the more fun to figure out what they're screaming and... whisper... along with it. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, DH is one of those metal bands that blends melody with their thrashing. And I have to say, it makes for great music. Try some of their stuff! For those who are not netsirK or Smitty, I recommend softer songs like "Thorns," "My Heartstrings Come Undone" (&lt;- most beautiful song ever made by a metal band), or "One Thousand Apologies."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for netsirK and people with her musical tastes... I recommend "Storm the Gates of Hell" (their only song that is ALL screaming), "Infected," "Through the Black," and "Undying."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be warned - "Infected" and "Through the Black" are on the original album, which is done in C (musical scale!), and from the sophomore album onward, they do all their songs in B. Went one lower! ;) So... it's gonna sound slightly different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And... I kinda killed my laptop. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm on Dude. Indefinitely. Have to deal with his quirks until my other computer is repaired or I get a new one... *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What doth have changed for y'all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-622592003801858837?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/622592003801858837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=622592003801858837&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/622592003801858837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/622592003801858837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='New Year?'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-1065858998620306344</id><published>2009-11-24T11:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T12:06:56.285-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skillet'/><title type='text'>Answers! :)</title><content type='html'>Ohai.&lt;br /&gt;All the people that I wanted to participate... did so. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus... answers!&lt;br /&gt;And since we all know the band, I shall tell you the title and the album it comes off. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Earth Invasion," &lt;em&gt;Alien Youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Only Smitty gained this one. I wasn't surprised, for certain reasons... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Sometimes," &lt;em&gt;Awake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One off the new album! I expected netsirK to get this one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Title Track, &lt;em&gt;Hey You, I Love Your Soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect too many to get this one, or any off &lt;em&gt;Hey You.&lt;/em&gt; But Smitty, of course I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "Promise Blender," &lt;em&gt;Skillet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smitty came close. I'll give it to her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Energy," &lt;em&gt;Collide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one I pretty much expected all to get... :D As it is newer but not as new as &lt;em&gt;Awake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "Best Kept Secret," &lt;em&gt;Invincible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good! Most of you gotz it rite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "The Older I Get," &lt;em&gt;Comatoes -&lt;/em&gt; I mean &lt;em&gt;Comatose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this would be a freebie. Everyone has this CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "A Little More," &lt;em&gt;Collide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, very good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "Coming Down," &lt;em&gt;Hey You, I Love Your Soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly suggest checking out this song, at least in a clip. It's beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Believe," &lt;em&gt;Awake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one I expected netsirK to get. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. "The Thirst Is Taking Over," &lt;em&gt;Alien Youth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one got this one! :O Amazing! Those lines were actually my favorite of the whole song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. "I Can," &lt;em&gt;Skillet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smitty got this one. :) I expected as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. "Locked In A Cage," &lt;em&gt;Hey You, I Love Your Soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one I expected Smitty to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. "Come On To The Future," &lt;em&gt;Invincible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest song. :) Smitty, of course, got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. "Dead Inside," &lt;em&gt;Awake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, netsirK did not get the expanded version of the latest album. I can't help but wonder how Smitty, got it, though... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And viola. &lt;em&gt;Fin&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions? Comments? Challenging arguments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CZYA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-1065858998620306344?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/1065858998620306344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=1065858998620306344&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1065858998620306344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1065858998620306344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/11/answers.html' title='Answers! :)'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-3721359912323521543</id><published>2009-11-21T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T05:26:10.418-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skillet'/><title type='text'>Skillet Game!</title><content type='html'>Ohai.&lt;div&gt;You know that game-shuffle thing, where we list lyrics and you guess the song?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the Skillet edition of this game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prepare yourselfs. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15 songs... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. And where will you run? Come with us if you want to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I want someone to hurt, like the way I hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I'm gonna love when you hate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. On the road to faithfulness, I sometimes forget your name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. And I'm surrounded. You overpower me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. You're the evidence that demands our belief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I was sitting there, waiting in my room, for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Don't suffocate day after day, it's building up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I saw peace on a white horse riding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. You thought you knew the truth, but you're wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. I want to taste it, I need to taste it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Can the grace of God cover me this time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Keep the hammer out of my reach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Can you feel it? Unstoppable power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Put Your mouth on mine, and bring me back to life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy guessing! I purposely made this difficult. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-3721359912323521543?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/3721359912323521543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=3721359912323521543&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3721359912323521543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3721359912323521543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/11/skillet-game.html' title='Skillet Game!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-7199422877986091020</id><published>2009-11-19T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T12:11:50.617-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Tag?!</title><content type='html'>So... I has a tag. :) Yay. Happinesses.&lt;br /&gt;Nao, then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to write?&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes. Just check my dear Jon Micah (my flashdrive of choice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Books?&lt;br /&gt;Tooo many. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you compose music/write songs?&lt;br /&gt;Alas, no. I'm inept at poetry, which is very nearly exactly the same as a song. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Poetry?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, yes. Poetry is a magnificent way of expressing oneself...&lt;br /&gt;*shields self from veggies of doom* Tomatoes were once considered to be poisonous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved someone so much who made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone?&lt;br /&gt;No, praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a police car?&lt;br /&gt;See previous thing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been on a boat?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at school?&lt;br /&gt;I think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you sing today?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC, Popeyes or Church's?&lt;br /&gt;Chick-Fil-A. I'm sorry, but it was founded by a &lt;em&gt;Christian.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*conveniently deletes next question*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks or McCafe?&lt;br /&gt;No thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favourite time of year?&lt;br /&gt;Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever talk to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;All the time. *takes Geetargirl'z answer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a favourite treat you like to buy on occasions?&lt;br /&gt;Fries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe the Bible is the literal word of God and is infallible?&lt;br /&gt;Of course I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favourite sport?&lt;br /&gt;Sport? What is this "sport" of which you speak? XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour is your iPod?&lt;br /&gt;Black &amp;amp; Silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;Ummmm....I have to pick just one place? *takes Geetargirl'z answer agin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*furiously erases next question with second-rate eraser*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love to write or do you just like writing? Or do you write at all?&lt;br /&gt;You already asked me that, but yes. I write all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you a grown-up?&lt;br /&gt;Who said I wanted to grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite animal?&lt;br /&gt;WOLF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Song?&lt;br /&gt;That changes a lot, buuut my current one is "Rippin' Me Off" by Skillet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like school?&lt;br /&gt;Yes and no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a people person? Because I'm getting the idea that you are!&lt;br /&gt;*gasps* *babbles* *runs away* *flails arms*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to talk?&lt;br /&gt;Only to those whom I know well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;Pizza. So customizable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies?&lt;br /&gt;Tooo many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Author?&lt;br /&gt;I dunnoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crumples up next two questions*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Hannah Montana and all those girly people and movies like high school musical?&lt;br /&gt;See the people person question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you scared of?&lt;br /&gt;Spiders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sics flamethrower on next question*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour of your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Random, but hazael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sankyoo for yo' time.&lt;br /&gt;Geebai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-7199422877986091020?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/7199422877986091020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=7199422877986091020&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7199422877986091020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7199422877986091020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/11/tag.html' title='Tag?!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-7568258023720412667</id><published>2009-11-14T13:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T14:09:44.440-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skillet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Hey... you...</title><content type='html'>Ohai.&lt;div&gt;We interrupt this Saturday to bring to you all a Skillet report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I bought a CD of theirs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/8b/HeyYouILoveYourSoul.jpg" alt="File:HeyYouILoveYourSoul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey... You. I love your soul.&lt;div&gt;Tell me if you has the CD, or any tracks from it, and if you like em. So far, it sounds kinda like their debut in terms of Coopah's vocals, but the sound otherwise is really... downright cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then the other Skillet-related mention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was digging into JfH's contest archives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went into ol' DiBiase's very first mention of a Skillet Concert (&lt;a href="http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/concerts/FallOut03.asp"&gt;FallOut 2003&lt;/a&gt;... he sounded very piteous of himself, but you'll have to read it yourselves to see that)... and there was this one mention that I found insanely funny...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"To pump the fans up, they opened with their rousing 'Kill Me Heal' from their 2001 &lt;i&gt;Alien Youth&lt;/i&gt; record, followed by 'Best Kept Secret' from their 2000 release &lt;i&gt;Invincible&lt;/i&gt;. And while he would hate me for even mentioning this, it was actually borderline cool to watch guitarist Ben Kasica miss his guitar solo cue which lead Cooper to halt the song and insist it be done right as he admitted "This is my favorite part of the song!" before belting out the lyrics &lt;i&gt;'Let it out!'"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was funny! You have to admit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has a good Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We now return you to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;CZYA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-7568258023720412667?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/7568258023720412667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=7568258023720412667&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7568258023720412667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7568258023720412667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-you.html' title='Hey... you...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-2192636060292353068</id><published>2009-11-05T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T19:17:37.307-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>O.O</title><content type='html'>I has not blogg-ed in a while.&lt;div&gt;I shall blog some flair, then. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Complete with captions! For some of them, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/b/2/0/a/b20a7d1b993aba757977d30e618c7e97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/b/2/0/a/b20a7d1b993aba757977d30e618c7e97.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMGOONESSES GEICO!!!!11!!!!1!!ELEVENTY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/7/b/0/a/7b0a93432d0a73ccb4f2366c395c67ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/7/b/0/a/7b0a93432d0a73ccb4f2366c395c67ff.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not as funny as the "I Got Your Back" one, but I still like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/f/d/7/7/fd774fdf57b23cbcfed07d1be6b6884e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/f/d/7/7/fd774fdf57b23cbcfed07d1be6b6884e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random = YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/3/7/3/c/373c81e52564a00cc762456a3869e859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/3/7/3/c/373c81e52564a00cc762456a3869e859.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So twue... :(&lt;br /&gt;And yet so sweet. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/5/8/a/0/58a0edb2ebed2b45fbe12fb0b6115d07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/5/8/a/0/58a0edb2ebed2b45fbe12fb0b6115d07.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*sniff* that poor cat! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/7/4/9/d/749d9ca08147496ce368fae9b15c4448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/7/4/9/d/749d9ca08147496ce368fae9b15c4448.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DUTBT Reference! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/a/2/b/b/a2bbb0a4a4a1cf5c4c8a86fe6597afbc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/a/2/b/b/a2bbb0a4a4a1cf5c4c8a86fe6597afbc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MORE DUTBT REFERENCES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/a/f/6/3/af6388d9c80cf7219176d667571a342e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/a/f/6/3/af6388d9c80cf7219176d667571a342e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, please! *holds out bogus Windows laptop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/d/f/f/e/dffeae8d5433cb3e817ff5935594446d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/d/f/f/e/dffeae8d5433cb3e817ff5935594446d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My absolute favorite pun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/5/3/0/e/530ebd1a63d0e1db8f5bb0fcebd09a5e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/5/3/0/e/530ebd1a63d0e1db8f5bb0fcebd09a5e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That poor bacon! Who dyed it blue?!&lt;br /&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;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-2192636060292353068?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/2192636060292353068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=2192636060292353068&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2192636060292353068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2192636060292353068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/11/oo.html' title='O.O'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-8179612465014012970</id><published>2009-10-10T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T06:32:45.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A photo</title><content type='html'>To contemplate.&lt;br /&gt;Ahold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/StCMpZ3Lj6I/AAAAAAAAA2A/ErBOV3Zt0Gc/s1600-h/ButtoFreedom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/StCMpZ3Lj6I/AAAAAAAAA2A/ErBOV3Zt0Gc/s320/ButtoFreedom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390963396907339682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Read it. Contemplate it.&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, I shall admire Torquie, drive him and play Falling Up really, really loud in his speakerz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good day to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the dog haters whom I do not understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*You know who ye are*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-8179612465014012970?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/8179612465014012970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=8179612465014012970&amp;isPopup=true' title='224 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8179612465014012970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8179612465014012970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/10/photo.html' title='A photo'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/StCMpZ3Lj6I/AAAAAAAAA2A/ErBOV3Zt0Gc/s72-c/ButtoFreedom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>224</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-1265249194079317215</id><published>2009-10-03T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:21:05.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Tag...?</title><content type='html'>Ohai.&lt;div&gt;I should blog more. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soo... I hassa tag to do... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UNUS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teevee or mobie characters you can relate to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhhhh... uhhhhh... uhhhh... uhhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.inquisitr.com/wp-content/adam-savage-att.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.inquisitr.com/wp-content/adam-savage-att.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: 500px; height: 375px; " src="http://www.inquisitr.com/wp-content/adam-savage-att.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ADAM SAVAGE! Yeah, that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's not a character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AH, WHO CAERS?! He's on TB, isn't he?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean TV. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DUO: Three places on mah travel list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NZ, no der.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hickerphoto.com/data/media/152/canterbury-landscape_15160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 468px; height: 311px;" src="http://www.hickerphoto.com/data/media/152/canterbury-landscape_15160.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's actually South Island, but you get the idea. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also, Aussie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://national.atdw.com.au/multimedia/satc/9003094_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="http://national.atdw.com.au/multimedia/satc/9003094_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Port Noarlunga, yay!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaaand finally, Hertford, NC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.albemarlehomes.com/images/hertford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 419px; height: 353px;" src="http://www.albemarlehomes.com/images/hertford.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cuz that's where Daddy lives. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TRES: Hit "Shuffle" on mah Landrum and list out three songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any three songs? Sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Get This Party Started" - tMac!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4GOwH6g-MAo/SIJ7bioHn9I/AAAAAAAABq8/z4PhrUXCnXA/s400/toby%2Bmac%2Bedit%2B1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4GOwH6g-MAo/SIJ7bioHn9I/AAAAAAAABq8/z4PhrUXCnXA/s400/toby%2Bmac%2Bedit%2B1.bmp" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Moonlit" - Falling Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img360.imageshack.us/img360/3384/6x66ue.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 486px; height: 488px;" src="http://img360.imageshack.us/img360/3384/6x66ue.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And "Rest" - Skillet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Ssek9fYARHI/AAAAAAAAA1w/ukjoIB-ntCk/s1600-h/SecwetSKEELET.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Ssek9fYARHI/AAAAAAAAA1w/ukjoIB-ntCk/s320/SecwetSKEELET.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388456855473243250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's actually from the Best Kept Secret music video, but oh, well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;QUATTOR: Daily must-haves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;QUINQUE: Confusing things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Car-building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HTML language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEX (I'm sorry, but I'm counting in Latin. This &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;is &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Latin for six!): Three random DVDs I own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;newsboys - live from the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ONIP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The GO DVD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comatose Comes Alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need I speak more words?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEPTEM: Three things I wish I'd known earlier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I agree wif Zazzamarandabo - People are not nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Two honors classes and Latin compounded together = work overload!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. That Daddy wanted to know me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OCTO: If I had to date a celebrity, whom would it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SsgAhrKGAcI/AAAAAAAAA14/M_6WfqLNAo0/s1600-h/JessyEscalates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SsgAhrKGAcI/AAAAAAAAA14/M_6WfqLNAo0/s320/JessyEscalates.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388557532669542850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about Jessy Ribordy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd check to see if the &lt;i&gt;lead singer of Falling Up&lt;/i&gt; is married, but seeing as the URL of the official website of the band &lt;i&gt;expired...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOVEM: If I wuz a celebrity, what would it be for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'd guess writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DzZe2c_XqJI/RwrKzDdDzBI/AAAAAAAAADM/JeUlN1lxiS8/s1600/hand+writing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DzZe2c_XqJI/RwrKzDdDzBI/AAAAAAAAADM/JeUlN1lxiS8/s1600/hand+writing.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eh, yeah. :)&lt;div&gt;I hereby tag whoever. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-1265249194079317215?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/1265249194079317215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=1265249194079317215&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1265249194079317215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1265249194079317215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/10/tag.html' title='Tag...?'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4GOwH6g-MAo/SIJ7bioHn9I/AAAAAAAABq8/z4PhrUXCnXA/s72-c/toby%2Bmac%2Bedit%2B1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-5290954265803201445</id><published>2009-09-09T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T13:13:32.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Torque'/><title type='text'>Iiiiiiiiit's mah birfday...</title><content type='html'>Yes it sure be. :)&lt;div&gt;I've gotten a whole load of stuff, too... and it hasn't stopped coming...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my biggest birthday gift this year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgD367M7vI/AAAAAAAAA0g/tWK8yQFtcF4/s1600-h/bigTorquie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgD367M7vI/AAAAAAAAA0g/tWK8yQFtcF4/s320/bigTorquie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379554014139313906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgD4QEFNkI/AAAAAAAAA0o/peyR3R6ALgc/s1600-h/bigTorquiie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgD4QEFNkI/AAAAAAAAA0o/peyR3R6ALgc/s320/bigTorquiie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379554019813701186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Torquie!&lt;div&gt;Ain't he the kewlest? Eh? Eh??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buuuut the front bumper isn't staying on (the above photo of the front was a temporary miracle), and the inside still needs to be cleaned up a little, so it's still a long way away. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgGb8KzXuI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Q_fAN7xvUVw/s1600-h/twodelSols.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgGb8KzXuI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Q_fAN7xvUVw/s320/twodelSols.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379556831971729122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See what I mean?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Torque and his high-performance twin, AKA my stepbrother's soon-t0-be-former car. I'll let you decide which one is better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgGcCF0rTI/AAAAAAAAA04/QCU6rCd25WI/s1600-h/twodelSolsI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgGcCF0rTI/AAAAAAAAA04/QCU6rCd25WI/s320/twodelSolsI.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379556833561455922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgGcYiSeJI/AAAAAAAAA1A/RMDa4XgcUHI/s1600-h/twodelSolsII.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgGcYiSeJI/AAAAAAAAA1A/RMDa4XgcUHI/s320/twodelSolsII.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379556839586429074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgHYRNDx5I/AAAAAAAAA1I/k9pu8XSzmQs/s1600-h/twodelSolsIII.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgHYRNDx5I/AAAAAAAAA1I/k9pu8XSzmQs/s320/twodelSolsIII.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379557868410488722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgHYu_JBTI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/J_YeIBJeEh8/s1600-h/twodelSolsIV.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgHYu_JBTI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/J_YeIBJeEh8/s320/twodelSolsIV.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379557876405175602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which do you think is better?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now for the random photos... from last blog. 'Member?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgKRNKHsNI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/RYadhGcQysc/s1600-h/deadsnaek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgKRNKHsNI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/RYadhGcQysc/s320/deadsnaek.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379561045600219346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See? I *do* has a photo of a dead snake!&lt;div&gt;It's so... lifeless. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure what happened with its head, though. Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgKRcOHvzI/AAAAAAAAA1g/qrrwiAujrB4/s1600-h/HDavidson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgKRcOHvzI/AAAAAAAAA1g/qrrwiAujrB4/s320/HDavidson.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379561049643532082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this photo - do you? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please excuse the pink. The shirt's black and says Harley-Davidson, so that redeems it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgKRmPaHfI/AAAAAAAAA1o/8tGsw_dthBo/s1600-h/RadSnappah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgKRmPaHfI/AAAAAAAAA1o/8tGsw_dthBo/s320/RadSnappah.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379561052333284850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the drawing of the Red Snapper. It took a bit, but it... looks really cool.&lt;div&gt;Do you agree? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy happy joy joy, to all... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-5290954265803201445?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/5290954265803201445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=5290954265803201445&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5290954265803201445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5290954265803201445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/09/iiiiiiiiits-mah-birfday.html' title='Iiiiiiiiit&apos;s mah birfday...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqgD367M7vI/AAAAAAAAA0g/tWK8yQFtcF4/s72-c/bigTorquie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-5999474086186037807</id><published>2009-09-05T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:27:00.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long, long fall...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's been a while, hasn't it? *checks Landrum, checks cellphone*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y'know, last August I posted 41 times. This August, I don't think I even posted once. :O What change...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I shall discuss with you what's been goin on. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First thing's first... I don't remember telling you about this, so I shall tell you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKHrZF-tmI/AAAAAAAAAxg/5LOqmmcnETg/s320/buuuuny.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378010084573886050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's a bunny! :D&lt;div&gt;We got bunny last month, I think. Her name doth be Snowball, but she's... the size of a creampuff that is just barely too big for my hand. She's cute and jumpy... and hyperactive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And den we went to Ohaio. ;) We liveded with my stepfather's sister in her hauz. It was huuuge. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along the way, we stopped...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKInYnWIAI/AAAAAAAAAxo/iZap2eOMk7A/s1600-h/OldMcD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKInYnWIAI/AAAAAAAAAxo/iZap2eOMk7A/s320/OldMcD.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378011115237548034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At McDonald's. But this was an OLD McDonald's! It had photos of Mickey D's stores that said 15 cents for a louzy cheezburgr! Maek all da kittehs happeh! ;)&lt;div&gt;So, yah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah house was huge. And she had aminals, too. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKKI4YEv4I/AAAAAAAAAxw/Qn2FYt1XU0s/s1600-h/Blaed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKKI4YEv4I/AAAAAAAAAxw/Qn2FYt1XU0s/s320/Blaed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378012790210740098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dis is Blade. He ish a Labrodor Retriever mix. :) He had a friend named Mattie, who was bigger than he was, but I never got a photo of her. :( But Blade is kool. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKKJUUkHwI/AAAAAAAAAx4/ASjvTGOx79g/s1600-h/Dancer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKKJUUkHwI/AAAAAAAAAx4/ASjvTGOx79g/s320/Dancer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378012797712211714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dis is Dancer. Dancer was one of the two tiny little dogs I during my stay; she's a Cavelier King Charles Spaniel. The other dog was her friend Lokie, also a Cavelier King Charles. They belonged to one of my stepfather's sister's children. :) Dancer was the shy one who didn't like too many people, while Lokie was the adventrous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKKJvLsPsI/AAAAAAAAAyA/W_8LYtayKg8/s1600-h/Ricky1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKKJvLsPsI/AAAAAAAAAyA/W_8LYtayKg8/s320/Ricky1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378012804922752706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And there's Ricky. One of the few cats I saw during my stay. Poor thing was elderly and mostly sweet... until he decided to wake me up at 5 AM one morning. :P He reminds me of one of mah kittehs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKKKE78EuI/AAAAAAAAAyI/PWN8Aaicbi0/s1600-h/Ricky2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKKKE78EuI/AAAAAAAAAyI/PWN8Aaicbi0/s320/Ricky2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378012810762261218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Hao can I halp u tudai?" ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now... the star of the show, and the stay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKMEVWs50I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/iDPepzbdNRw/s1600-h/Colby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKMEVWs50I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/iDPepzbdNRw/s320/Colby1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378014911113520962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colby!&lt;div&gt;You got a glimpse of Colby's beehind when I took that foto of Blade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colby was a fun little dog... only he was nowhere near little, and he was still a puppy! I still remember when we wandered in the door and he was growling like crazy at my little sister. :P But he was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now some random photos from the trip and coming back from the trip...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKxpmCp_NI/AAAAAAAAAyg/1yQ4y91O9jU/s1600-h/stoplite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKxpmCp_NI/AAAAAAAAAyg/1yQ4y91O9jU/s320/stoplite.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378056233178234066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stoplight! This was outside my stepfather's sister's eldest son's place. He has a fishing hole out back. *shh!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKxqoYkmRI/AAAAAAAAAy4/VWyyuvuLQNk/s1600-h/Krisliek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKxqoYkmRI/AAAAAAAAAy4/VWyyuvuLQNk/s320/Krisliek.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378056250986895634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't I look like 'sirK in this picture? Don't I? ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKyUW-evoI/AAAAAAAAAzg/6JsHbaGa2GU/s1600-h/Kiwi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKyUW-evoI/AAAAAAAAAzg/6JsHbaGa2GU/s320/Kiwi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378056967868563074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a kiwifruit! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKxrJ25F-I/AAAAAAAAAzA/QXAkbOCvvJg/s1600-h/MeplusHonda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKxrJ25F-I/AAAAAAAAAzA/QXAkbOCvvJg/s320/MeplusHonda.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378056259972437986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's me and my favorite motorcycle of that bike shop we visited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKxp8qRxUI/AAAAAAAAAyo/3yQykIR5ySY/s1600-h/block.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKxp8qRxUI/AAAAAAAAAyo/3yQykIR5ySY/s320/block.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378056239249999170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a rectangle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKxqA2ztQI/AAAAAAAAAyw/aqaP9y6xdBM/s1600-h/fone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKxqA2ztQI/AAAAAAAAAyw/aqaP9y6xdBM/s320/fone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378056240376296706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's me hold a phone awkwardly! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKyTW7jgXI/AAAAAAAAAzI/b4ZjQZd_MLM/s1600-h/Runaway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKyTW7jgXI/AAAAAAAAAzI/b4ZjQZd_MLM/s320/Runaway.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378056950676423026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this, ladies and gentlemen, is a runaway truck ramp on the highway. Dis is for when any vehicle's brakes fail - not just a truck, though it's much more dangerous for a truck's brakes to die. Just pull onto this ramp, and the uphill climb will stop you! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKyULzrJGI/AAAAAAAAAzY/TX4UGXAN2rc/s1600-h/Zarek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKyULzrJGI/AAAAAAAAAzY/TX4UGXAN2rc/s320/Zarek.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378056964870448226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ain't he cute? This is my nephew. He turned three while we were down here. If it weren't for him, we would've left two days early. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKyTsSLGlI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/wfCHfcaz-iQ/s1600-h/Wii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKyTsSLGlI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/wfCHfcaz-iQ/s320/Wii.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378056956408437330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally, our new Wii! My little sister is addicted to it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, there doth be one more thing to talk of before I leave you all to comment. Remember my car?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqLHfrwlQ9I/AAAAAAAAAzo/2GUPjHWRJ6k/s1600-h/lives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqLHfrwlQ9I/AAAAAAAAAzo/2GUPjHWRJ6k/s320/lives.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378080252170159058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here it was when we started it for the first time. I quote myself here: "it lives! it *revs!*"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqLHgIrBf2I/AAAAAAAAAzw/f_QrPShloCo/s1600-h/livesprimer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqLHgIrBf2I/AAAAAAAAAzw/f_QrPShloCo/s320/livesprimer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378080259931471714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is what it looks like now. Quite a change, huh? It spurts out a lot of exhaust when you use it, though. Hopefully, it won't be like that when we're done. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've driven it around, too. Twice. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqLHnUgmlqI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/0d8egXHTiNc/s1600-h/livesdoorpanelz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqLHnUgmlqI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/0d8egXHTiNc/s320/livesdoorpanelz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378080383368074914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here are the door panels. They're actually still sitting in my room, positioned just like that. They're all clean and disinfected, but they don't go back in the car until the doors are painted. Meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And speaking of painting, some of the parts have been painted already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqLHgsesQrI/AAAAAAAAA0A/iNH40e7mn4g/s1600-h/livesmirrors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqLHgsesQrI/AAAAAAAAA0A/iNH40e7mn4g/s320/livesmirrors.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378080269543424690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The side-view mirrors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqLHgbXyyUI/AAAAAAAAAz4/h52XXEs1wpA/s1600-h/livespoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqLHgbXyyUI/AAAAAAAAAz4/h52XXEs1wpA/s320/livespoke.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378080264951089474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The things that go on the lugnuts keeping the tires united with the car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqLHhOkkffI/AAAAAAAAA0I/B7Qc35b8K5A/s1600-h/livespoiler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqLHhOkkffI/AAAAAAAAA0I/B7Qc35b8K5A/s320/livespoiler.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378080278694886898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And my spoiler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two other parts have been painted as well, including my front bumper, but those things I have photos of are sitting in my room right now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;And the car has a solid name now - Torque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I will blog a random photo next. Shall I blog a photo of a dead snake, me wearing a Harley-Davidson shirt, or a drawing I did of a Red Snapper (it's a fish)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-5999474086186037807?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/5999474086186037807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=5999474086186037807&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5999474086186037807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5999474086186037807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-long-long-fall.html' title='It&apos;s been a long, long fall...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SqKHrZF-tmI/AAAAAAAAAxg/5LOqmmcnETg/s72-c/buuuuny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-2737408802551428390</id><published>2009-08-06T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T08:57:55.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I Feel So Accomplished</title><content type='html'>I have officially driven a motor vehicle... accomplishing, I know.&lt;div&gt;This'll be a short post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, I've been terrified to operate such a beast until Driver's Ed. And even then, I was a little nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, what's to be nervous about when operating an automatic? It almost drives itself. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the manual that is MY car that I have to worry about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, my mother challenged me to move her car for the trimming of grass... yesterday. I didn't want to, but I got calloused into it, and thus I slammed myself into the driver's seat. And it wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it'd be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a bit harder - going from one property to the other, then back again. Going to wasn't all that bad - going back was a little bit tougher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially when a little dog - that belonged to me *gack!* - ran in front of me. I didn't want to kill her butt, so I put the vehicle in a neutral position and opened the door and call-ed her to me. Dang dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there's my mini post of the day. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-2737408802551428390?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/2737408802551428390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=2737408802551428390&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2737408802551428390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2737408802551428390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-feel-so-accomplished.html' title='I Feel So Accomplished'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-1075701279453949823</id><published>2009-07-15T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T13:30:18.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Two tags... blended together</title><content type='html'>:D&lt;div&gt;Hai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall now attempt to knock out two birdies with one stone. Here goes nothing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. What time is it? 4:09 PM DST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Where are your pants from? A place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. When was the last time you drank tea? Tea? Just cuz I'm from the south, doesn't mean I like tea. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. What's your favorite memory? The week of June 13, 2009, and the two weeks following. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Do you have any pets? O.o I have too many... ish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. What are you afraid of? Fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. What is the most recent movie that you have seen in a Theater? I don't remember anymore. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Who was your last phone call from? Ma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. What did your last text say, and who was it from? Evelyn, Daddy's wife ("Will do! Glad you are better.")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Place of birth? Wilmington, Tarheeland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. What was your last notification? Something about fortune cookies. Darn FB ads. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Favorite food? P-I-Z-Z-A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. What's your natural hair color? Red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Ever been to Alaska? Nope. I want to. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Excited for anything? VBS. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Ever been toilet paper rolling? Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. What color is your couch in your living room? Brownish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. Love someone? Of course I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Been in a car accident? None that I remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. Occupation? Driving pupil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Do you play any instruments? I wish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Were you ever in a plane? Not a commercial one, but yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. What was the last song you listened to? Hero - Skeelet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Favorite day of the week? Sundai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. Favorite restaurant? Pizza hut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. Favorite Flower? I doth not know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. Favorite sport to watch? BLOOPERS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. What is the closest red thing to you?! CELLPHONE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. Who was the last person to write on your wall? NBNUT. She's a fun person. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. Favorite drink? MOUNTAIN DEEEWWWWWWW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. Favorite ice cream? Anything with chocolatte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. Disney or Warner Brothers? Older Disney. I woulda loved to have visited Disneyland in da 50s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. Ever been on a ship? A museum ship, yes. &lt;i&gt;*USS NORTH CAROLINA*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. What color is your bedroom carpet? white wif little black diamonds with a cookie dough-like design. Is not a carpet, is a hardwood floor. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. Do you believe in God? Yeah, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. Ready for Christmas? Christ-a-mas? I dunno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. How many times did you fail your driver's test? I'll find out next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. From whom did you get your last e-mail? Facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39. What do you do when you are bored? Pull out Landrum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. When were you last to the movies? I don't remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41. What's your dad's name? *ahem* KEITH CECIL MCDONALD, JUNIOR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42. Bedtime? Whenever I collapse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;43. Who do you expect will comment on this? People. Smitty, most definitely...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44. Do you like Miley Cyrus? Who in their right mind does?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45. How many kids do you want? A couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;46. If you could do only 3 things, what would they be? Take my family and friends to Parachute, convince one parent that the other is not evil, and... meet Pete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;47. Favorite TV shows? Monk, M*A*S*H. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48. Last person you went to dinner with? My family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;49. What are you doing right now besides being on the computer? Watching TV...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50. When do you think you'll get married? I dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;51. What kind of deodorant do you use? Watch DUTBT and find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;52. What kind of perfume/cologne do you use? I wish I used D&amp;amp;G...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;53. What are your favorite colors? Black and Red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;54. Are you close with your family? Kinda-sorta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;55. Does anything hurt on your body? Used to. Not right now, though. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;56. When was the last time you laughed really hard? 'Twas a photo on the site of Engerish. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;57. How many tattoos do you have? One, on the underside of my left forearm, it says "Forgiven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... okay, I'm kidding. :) I have none.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;58. Does anyone like you? In terms of boys, I doubt it. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;59. Do you have any Facebook inbox messages? Quite a few. None of them unread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;60. Which came first, the chicken or the egg? It depends on what you believe. Evolutionists say egg. Us &lt;i&gt;creationists&lt;/i&gt; say chicken. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;61. Do you use capital letters? NO, WHY DO YOU ASK?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;62. What do you want to do before you die? See da world. Get to know Pete Furler as a person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;63. Have you ever been to Hawaii? Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;64. What is one thing you want right now? :) That's for me to know, and for you to ask me privately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;65. What annoys you on a daily basis? My little sister, and Obama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;66. Have you been to countries outside the U.S.? Not yet... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;67. Who was the last person to visit you at your house? My grandmother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;68. Who's car were you in last? I don't remember which of our cars... :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;69. How many siblings do you have? Six&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;70. Time this survey ended? 4: 28 PM DST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*searches for foto*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sl48OOSKI9I/AAAAAAAAAxU/rcSMT-w1Iis/s1600-h/diabetus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sl48OOSKI9I/AAAAAAAAAxU/rcSMT-w1Iis/s320/diabetus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358786821667562450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*wink wink*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-1075701279453949823?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/1075701279453949823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=1075701279453949823&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1075701279453949823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1075701279453949823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-tags-blended-together.html' title='Two tags... blended together'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sl48OOSKI9I/AAAAAAAAAxU/rcSMT-w1Iis/s72-c/diabetus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-8649757322718570292</id><published>2009-07-13T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T16:58:19.697-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>FLAIRZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/0/d/5/5/0d5515259261dc016bb45caf5e5c4fe5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/e/2/b/8/e2b86d68cc53433af0b1bedd67a9de4b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-8649757322718570292?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/8649757322718570292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=8649757322718570292&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8649757322718570292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8649757322718570292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/07/flairz.html' title='FLAIRZ'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-1118294862277630956</id><published>2009-07-12T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T09:52:17.607-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>WE INTERRUPT YOUR SUNDAY</title><content type='html'>For a humorous excerpt from my church bulletin. :D&lt;div&gt;Trust me, it's worth it. Get ready to cringe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Next Sunday night, VBS &lt;/i&gt;(that'd be vacation Bible school, for those who don't know)&lt;i&gt; will kick off here at Myrtle Grove. Kids will be here, loud and fussy! There will be enough noise to keep you from hearing a 747 take off! Toilets and sinks will overflow, floors will get exceedingly dirty, sweaty hands will mark the walls and no flower garden will be safe! And that's NOT A PROBLEM!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuz we want kidz foah Jesus! Yes, we do. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you like it? Is my church peoplez not humorous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SloUTSydbiI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Pt24ZTOJeOQ/s1600-h/YES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 59px; height: 33px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SloUTSydbiI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Pt24ZTOJeOQ/s320/YES.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357617028404178466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I knew you'd agree. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CYZA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-1118294862277630956?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/1118294862277630956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=1118294862277630956&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1118294862277630956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1118294862277630956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-interrupt-your-sunday.html' title='WE INTERRUPT YOUR SUNDAY'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SloUTSydbiI/AAAAAAAAAxM/Pt24ZTOJeOQ/s72-c/YES.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-180164982318550856</id><published>2009-07-09T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T11:20:21.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>T-Minus 20-something posts til #300</title><content type='html'>Hai!&lt;br /&gt;To be honest with y'all, I have nothing to blog. So I'ma post random photos with random words and sentences. I hope you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SlYyVoDmnOI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ZY_Icreq918/s1600-h/DaddehUnhappeh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SlYyVoDmnOI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ZY_Icreq918/s320/DaddehUnhappeh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356524153914957026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a firework! From a 7/4 celebration!&lt;div&gt;But do you notice the :( in it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have, then guess who sent the photo to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you haven't, look really hard, then guess. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SlYyVyzde8I/AAAAAAAAAwk/DdM3DAjFt4s/s1600-h/Fireprof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SlYyVyzde8I/AAAAAAAAAwk/DdM3DAjFt4s/s320/Fireprof.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356524156800039874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An excerpt from a chat I had with a bloggy friend. Y'all know her. Guess who she is (my apologize to she-whom-you're-guessing, just in case)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And... something I was very grateful for happening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SlYyWXz89PI/AAAAAAAAAw8/U5OMQU10ejE/s1600-h/TheReturnOfAppel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SlYyWXz89PI/AAAAAAAAAw8/U5OMQU10ejE/s320/TheReturnOfAppel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356524166734214386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you guess it?&lt;div&gt;Can ya, can ya, can ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SlYyWIXwnEI/AAAAAAAAAw0/UnXi335ldjE/s1600-h/TheMegaDramaticReturnOfDude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SlYyWIXwnEI/AAAAAAAAAw0/UnXi335ldjE/s320/TheMegaDramaticReturnOfDude.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356524162589432898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*DUN DUN DUN DUN DU-DU-DUNNNNNN!!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Dude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He hath returned from the sparsely-populated Mac Graveyard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He still freezes, yes, but a lot less than he used to. :D And his battery doesn't spontaneously die anymore! Because he has a new one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His old one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SlY0mf8NOgI/AAAAAAAAAxE/tFHrt0RriII/s1600-h/BAAAAD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SlY0mf8NOgI/AAAAAAAAAxE/tFHrt0RriII/s320/BAAAAD.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356526642817481218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's the back of it. &gt;:) My mother had a ball with what the repair people wrote on it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now... comment! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-180164982318550856?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/180164982318550856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=180164982318550856&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/180164982318550856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/180164982318550856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/07/t-minus-20-something-posts-til-300.html' title='T-Minus 20-something posts til #300'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SlYyVoDmnOI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ZY_Icreq918/s72-c/DaddehUnhappeh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-2050349400082601642</id><published>2009-07-04T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:26:50.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skillet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pic'/><title type='text'>Landrum</title><content type='html'>Hai.&lt;div&gt;Follow-up post on Landrum here. And no, I'm not sending it &lt;i&gt;from&lt;/i&gt; Landrum. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is mainly photos. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk-eupSLCWI/AAAAAAAAAwU/u7u2wjCI5cs/s1600-h/worldofiPod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk-eupSLCWI/AAAAAAAAAwU/u7u2wjCI5cs/s320/worldofiPod.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354673006160054626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mah 3 iPods. :D Sadly, I probably won't use mah Shuffle anymore, since it was slowly growing senile. :P ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk99-0UotfI/AAAAAAAAAvs/3Xxi6mncVKA/s1600-h/Landrum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk99-0UotfI/AAAAAAAAAvs/3Xxi6mncVKA/s320/Landrum.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354637000117368306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Screenshot of Landrum on his first connect to a computation device. If you need a better look, click the photo. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk-AV-PHilI/AAAAAAAAAwM/hLV9drd2BDg/s1600-h/Landrumsync.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk-AV-PHilI/AAAAAAAAAwM/hLV9drd2BDg/s320/Landrumsync.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354639596938824274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landrum syncing to my computah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk99_Kj8dxI/AAAAAAAAAv0/FOZF9xWdgLA/s1600-h/Landrumfoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk99_Kj8dxI/AAAAAAAAAv0/FOZF9xWdgLA/s320/Landrumfoto.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354637006087157522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landrum in action - Portrait mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk99_RBiycI/AAAAAAAAAv8/tjKi3SCxla8/s1600-h/Landrumfoto2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk99_RBiycI/AAAAAAAAAv8/tjKi3SCxla8/s320/Landrumfoto2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354637007821916610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landrum in action - Landscape mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk99_UTcYEI/AAAAAAAAAwE/LeU7etd6IH4/s1600-h/Landrumfoto3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk99_UTcYEI/AAAAAAAAAwE/LeU7etd6IH4/s320/Landrumfoto3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354637008702300226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally, Landrum in Landscape mode, featuring the Whispers in the Dark music video. Nice silhouette of Cooper... very unexpected. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good day to you. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/5386534974081211655-2050349400082601642?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/2050349400082601642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=2050349400082601642&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2050349400082601642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2050349400082601642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/07/landrum.html' title='Landrum'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk-eupSLCWI/AAAAAAAAAwU/u7u2wjCI5cs/s72-c/worldofiPod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-8356933752058064216</id><published>2009-07-03T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:00:44.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smitty'/><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>Hai.&lt;div&gt;Smitty left today... to go back home... we're both quite obviously sad, but hopefully we shall be over it soon. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, she is on plane, to Charlotta... er, Charlotte... NC... then to Vegas, then to LA, then to NZ. Yes, I had to tell you that. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To anyone who hasn't seen/I haven't told yet (*coughnetsirKcough*), Smitty gave me an early birthday present...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behold, Landrum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk4biLRENVI/AAAAAAAAAvc/4HwcKj1DoY4/s1600-h/liveLandrum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk4biLRENVI/AAAAAAAAAvc/4HwcKj1DoY4/s320/liveLandrum.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354247280943969618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, he's beautiful.&lt;div&gt;If I haven't already told you, please comment with your reaction. :) This means you, netsirK. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Landrum is an iPod Touch. He is named after Cooper, whose middle name is Landrum. ;) There ya go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has 600-something songs on him right now... and three videos... a few photos... and apps and other stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, I liked Smitty's iPhone enough to warrant me the iPod equivalent! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, uh... that's pretty much it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you haven't commented on the previous post, do so now. :) This means you, Guitargirl. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-8356933752058064216?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/8356933752058064216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=8356933752058064216&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8356933752058064216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8356933752058064216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/07/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sk4biLRENVI/AAAAAAAAAvc/4HwcKj1DoY4/s72-c/liveLandrum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-4773244769903518871</id><published>2009-07-01T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:06:42.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Flair!</title><content type='html'>Oh, hai.&lt;div&gt;This was something I wanted to blog during that week which Skittles woefully asked me over email when I'd be coming back. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I planned on posting it Thursday, which never came to pass. Figures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here they are now. At least one (who I'm sure won't comment. ;)), I know will find them of great pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially if anyone else has seen the movie before. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/4/e/1/6/4e161288efaaf0a8524ed0c6e7a1541e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/4/e/1/6/4e161288efaaf0a8524ed0c6e7a1541e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/1/e/d/4/1ed4de4a98e93272bf65292c5e661c7c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/1/e/d/4/1ed4de4a98e93272bf65292c5e661c7c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/8/3/4/3/83432f042d475ace3843cc287e52081a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/8/3/4/3/83432f042d475ace3843cc287e52081a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/7/f/9/5/7f95cbf5ad0ff1e6785fd565431e3062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/7/f/9/5/7f95cbf5ad0ff1e6785fd565431e3062.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/1/9/4/3/19434854b10bef9381bda41843624a36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/1/9/4/3/19434854b10bef9381bda41843624a36.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/a/2/1/0/a210c00ef48b40cf34c8ee0df24d6f11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/a/2/1/0/a210c00ef48b40cf34c8ee0df24d6f11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/e/2/3/8/e238a3581167c454c2592a2c2a92de84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/e/2/3/8/e238a3581167c454c2592a2c2a92de84.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any of my regular commenting people who guess what movie this refers to will get a nice virtual cookie... or a nice, recently fixed pink male cat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-4773244769903518871?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/4773244769903518871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=4773244769903518871&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4773244769903518871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4773244769903518871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/07/flair.html' title='Flair!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-2476702425276633478</id><published>2009-06-25T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:55:01.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smitty'/><title type='text'>The Long-Awaited Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, hai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As everyone can clearly see, I'm home. :) Better internet... able to watch video... :P Yeah, you get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And... WE have a little surprise for you. :) And I bet you're wondering who I'm referring to as to we. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weelll...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SkQJpxlePyI/AAAAAAAAAus/7jXQsnRjT5k/s1600-h/lookaliek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SkQJpxlePyI/AAAAAAAAAus/7jXQsnRjT5k/s320/lookaliek.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351412870512787234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you don't notice the other face, Smitty hath joined me until the 3rd of July. :D How happy am I?! ;) :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This helps out, considering Saturday night wasn't a fun transition for me. Go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, things will happen. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whether or not we'll tell you everything remains to be seen. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, the other topic I was hoping to blog about - last Sunday's concert! ;) The newsboys concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, we arrived to the venue (again; we had left and then returned) around 5:30-6:00 PM. Then we wasted a good hour before making our way near the stage and grabbing a grassy spot (no proper chairs here unless you had $10 you wanted to spend on a chair you couldn't take home).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this time, I also managed to grab my beanie hat. Y'know, the beanie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SkQJpvzXPjI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ij9qR2RI89w/s1600-h/whoooooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SkQJpvzXPjI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ij9qR2RI89w/s320/whoooooo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351412870034177586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeahh, the beanie hat. Isn't it... Skillet-like? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ahem* Anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nb were supposed to be on at 7:00.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They didn't finally appear until nearly 7:40.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when they did come out, all four of them stood center stage, and Duncan grabbed the mic, and introduced to us the infamous Michael Tait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoop, whoop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SkQNQp-4tgI/AAAAAAAAAu0/6Igh7q9w7Wc/s1600-h/CONCERTFOTO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SkQNQp-4tgI/AAAAAAAAAu0/6Igh7q9w7Wc/s320/CONCERTFOTO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351416837021677058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behold: A very BAD photo of the stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what you get from a phone. :P But you gotta admit, the effects are still cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And note - we WERE sitting on the ground, no chairs, just ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And most of us were standing. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this set... well, the first song they played was Something Beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was fun was, Jody's mic was kinda low and we couldn't hear his unique angel voice. So Ben-O (that's the spiky orange-haired Aussie techie of kewl that can be seen before they come on testing various things) came out and fixed it, and Jody's mic overpowered Tait's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they went on to Wherever We Go and I noticed how Tait was skipping words and occasionally whole verses. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if I remember correctly, they went on to The Way We Roll (that was messed up slightly - they said the second prechorus twice).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaaaaand I can't remember the song(s) between that one and In The Hands of God... or was that Glorious?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what happens when I procrastinate concert reviews - I forget the setlist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAYS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SkQNQ62truI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Ywvd1CQxWw0/s1600-h/CONCERTFOTO2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SkQNQ62truI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Ywvd1CQxWw0/s320/CONCERTFOTO2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351416841550802658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The B-Stage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice there is a lack of Tait... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I apologize, Skittles, but this is mainly to satisfy the people whom are not-so-satisfied with Tait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There, are you happy? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SkQNQ8tLncI/AAAAAAAAAvE/f85WJW_vixc/s1600-h/CONCERTFOTO3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SkQNQ8tLncI/AAAAAAAAAvE/f85WJW_vixc/s320/CONCERTFOTO3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351416842047692226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;A somewhat better photo of the B-Stage, still lacking a Tait. My apologies, Skittles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They played Not Ashamed, Shine, Colored People, My Will, Amazing Love, and lastly, Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you look closely, you'll see Duncan slightly hunched over something... that'd be Peter's Toys-R-Us drumkit. ;) That's what's become of it, apparently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! And the best part of that particular part of the set... Jody was slowly twisting himself to say hi to the people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I carefully timed myself so that when his body faced me, I'd throw my hands straight up and bounce. Bounce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sure enough, he noticed! And he grinned! That makes Peter AND Jody that this happened to me with! Squee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ahem*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Continuing on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So they carefully filtered back to the main stage. First Jody and Duncan, then Jeff, and after he finished the last mini-song, Tait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he didn't even preach at that particular part. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't remember all of the songs they played after that. I remember right after all four reassembled on the mainstage, they played In The Light... yeah, exactly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I think that was when they played Glorious, but I'm still not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I definitely remembered playing Breakfast! And it was cool, considering their visual effects during that song included fire... ;) ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, they played Dance. Apparently, Tait pulled the same thing he did on the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame DVD with Fad of the Land with Dance - he had to have lyrics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, halfway through the song, he threw the lyrics into the audience... unlike the RRHOF thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there was I Am Free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was where Tait threw the faux pas at us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, he said the same thing Pete did whenever that song began, which was supposed to mean that was the last song in the set...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at the end of the song, we turned and went into the meetandgreet line...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the concert continued! :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They played Jesus Freak, then It Is You...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile... I saw this one kid in line with one the hats I saw at the nb merch table when I bought the $20 beanie. I saw the back and went EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SkQTv5pFUjI/AAAAAAAAAvM/KexgTPAKcfk/s1600-h/caaaapback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SkQTv5pFUjI/AAAAAAAAAvM/KexgTPAKcfk/s320/caaaapback.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351423970870907442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There ya go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signatures on the baaaaack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I realized I collectively had only $12 left on me. So I asked my mother for eight of the ten dollars that she previously owed me and I bolted down to get a copy of the hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's how you clean your bank account! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the set finally died and by now, the line had grown longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We waited another thirty minutes, it must have been, before we heard the screams that symbolized the nb had made their appearance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For one hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the line moved. And it moved quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally got close, with my mother in front of me this time around (she was behind me at the Kingsfest M&amp;amp;G). Duncan was first... he noticed her shirt (a SUTTM shirt), and he immediately said "That's from Take Me To Your Leader."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;:) Silly Dunny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brush up on your history before you blurt! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I sat up on the table as he signed the nb shirt on my back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he had it EASY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Jeff, I made him sign the beanie hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number one, the beanie is plush, soft, and number two, it's already black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That all equals not only a tough time finding a place to sign, but quite the impression... or lack thereof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much chat with him this time around, sadly. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Jody. Again, not much chat as I made him sign the last-minute-bought cap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I managed to tell him I loved his voice. Whoo! And since the cap his harder, more of an impression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, Tait. I made him sign the cap, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, we were telling him how we had the choice between going Father's Day week, or that next week, where my mother wanted to see tobyMac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we chose them... which entertained Tait to no end... or at least enough to earn me a high-five and a fist-bump. &gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for those of you that are still accepting Tait, think of it this way - those hands TOUCHED Peter's. ;) Get it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thus was our adventure, and what has juuuuust happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any questions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CZYA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-2476702425276633478?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/2476702425276633478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=2476702425276633478&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2476702425276633478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2476702425276633478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/06/long-awaited-blog.html' title='The Long-Awaited Blog'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SkQJpxlePyI/AAAAAAAAAus/7jXQsnRjT5k/s72-c/lookaliek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-7256967133227501618</id><published>2009-06-05T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:17:18.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Mah Planz</title><content type='html'>Oh, hai.&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm done with skool nao. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the county doesn't think so, so technically, I'm not finished with school. Well, too bad. I had two exams, and they're over and done with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have to go back to high school until August, yaaaay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But... I have to go to a pool parteh on the tenth. I have birthday to celebrate on the eighth. And no, it's not mine. ;) GUESS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have Driver's Ed in July. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My car is not ready... it's still the piece of crap like the photos portray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darned title issues. I want it. It'll be purty once we're done with it. I don't want it to be junked becuz some dude in Florida won't transfer ownership! &gt;:( Durn-ed government wants to ruin everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SimiAmFo0EI/AAAAAAAAAuM/jiyboHpxl5Q/s1600-h/egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SimiAmFo0EI/AAAAAAAAAuM/jiyboHpxl5Q/s320/egg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343980563959697474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have I still got your attention? Good. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one big thing that's been straightened out... next Saturday (not tomorrow, sadly), I see my father again. :D And I see his wife and two of his kids. :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And... I may or may not return with him to the northern side of NC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really, really, really like the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm still thinking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a week to decide. :) But the odds are really good. :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry, the laptop shall cometh with me. As for intranet, I'll have to ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope they has wireless, like heah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SimivCKDPOI/AAAAAAAAAuU/0uM2hWZtl7E/s1600-h/bib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SimivCKDPOI/AAAAAAAAAuU/0uM2hWZtl7E/s320/bib.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343981361768381666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still got your attention? Excellent. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall tell you things about my exams, because I'm bored and I have pretty pictures to keep you here. &gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first exam was one of World History. I wouldn't have HAD to take it if ol' Spencer (that's my principal, whom we have connections with, since him and mah Methodist-convert parents used to go to the same church he did) had kept his mouth shut about mah teachah exceptioning me from the stupid thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for good reason, I was exceptioned. It was mindlessly easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was filled out in 30 minutes. &gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Geo-metry exam, however...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it wasn't so much hard as it was time-consumin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darned calulator and pencil didn't work fast enough for mah taste.&lt;br /&gt;Eighty questions... less than the history one, and it took me four times as long to finish it! &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more school carp until August.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sophmore year... writing test... I hope they have a relatively up-to-date topic like they did this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SimmMYjzeaI/AAAAAAAAAuc/xA7GUY1RZoU/s1600-h/FIRE.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/__bb-VyJVfDY/SimmMYjzeaI/AAAAAAAAAuc/xA7GUY1RZoU/s320/FIRE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343985164533070242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wake up, people, the fire alarm is funny! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more thing, and then we'll be done and you can cleanse your eyes of reading about school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're going to Busch Gardens Williamsburg in late June. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of mah familia shall be there. I can only hope it won't be tense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can also hope that Jess goes and my little surprise will be in order. ;) ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll be there for the nb concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall try to be brave for Skittles, even if Pete isn't there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I'm done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-7256967133227501618?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/7256967133227501618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=7256967133227501618&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7256967133227501618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7256967133227501618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/06/mah-planz.html' title='Mah Planz'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SimiAmFo0EI/AAAAAAAAAuM/jiyboHpxl5Q/s72-c/egg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-4193770049106957099</id><published>2009-06-01T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T03:15:00.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Taggie answers... just because.</title><content type='html'>At least it keeps me blogging... ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Run - Kutless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first of two "Runs" on this list. Guitargirl got it rite! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Disappear - Jars of Clay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can always count on Dan Haseltine and the Jars to stump all y'all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Thrive - nb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the nb ones are almost always freebies. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Falling Into Black - Skillet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay for netsirK and Skittles getting it rite. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Fill My Cup - PC3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah! I purposely used a line unique to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Serious Fun&lt;/span&gt; version... because that was the one that came up! ;) That's my favorite line, anyway. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Drown - Phil Joel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, c'mon, people. Poor Phil needs some more listeners! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Velveteen - Jody Davis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another stumper, due to the rarity of his album. :) But I'm sure Guitargirl would've gotten it right if she had the song. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. The Killing Tree - PC3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y'all should seriously listen to poor Paulipops more. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Sweet River - Paul Colman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor, poor Paulipops...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Tonight (Not Fading Away) - Phil Joel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another Phil song that stumped. Poor Phil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Saturn - Skillet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaaay, everehone got it! :) That was kinda rare, here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Face Down - FF5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'SirK got it rite. I kinda wouldn't expect Guitargirl to get right anyway, but still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. SCARLET - Jars of Clay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"And this old scarlet letter won't keep me from holding you..." Maybe I should lend this song to a few people, seeing as it is MY SONG, as per the title. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Already Over - RED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hard rock is 'sirK's territory. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Sunny Days - Jars of Clay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If the car won't start... when you turn the key... when the music comes on, all your cold, cold heart can do is skip a beat..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Fingernails - Skillet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another one that 'SirKie got rite. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Wake The Dead - FF5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same as before. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. Big Boy - PC3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoo! 'SirK got this one rite, too! AND Skeetles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. The Orphan - nb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I used an obscure line, too. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. We Come Together - nb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not surprised netsirK didn't get this. But I do wish she'd like something pre-1996 nb. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Collide - Jars of Clay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Wire - Third Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time I heard this song, I cried... and 'sirK would probably know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Be Still - nb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little heard track from Going Public! Guitargirl gets this one right, even if she didn't know the title.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's a strange-ish story as to how I started liking this song...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Run - PC3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one was kinda meant to be a freebie. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. Deeper - delirious?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorites by the band whose name ends in a question mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-4193770049106957099?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/4193770049106957099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=4193770049106957099&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4193770049106957099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4193770049106957099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/06/taggie-answers-just-because.html' title='Taggie answers... just because.'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-4953621912888980943</id><published>2009-05-30T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T19:07:10.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Hai. A Game</title><content type='html'>Because I haven't blogged in a while, I treat you with a game. Yes, I know... NOOOO!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, yes. Yeeesssss. :) :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a gaaaame! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you will all be subject. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lettuce begin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. "Looking down, from above as you watch TV...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wondering why you're ignoring me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. "It's not safe, but I'm so near.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Invading every place you go to disappear."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. "But I'm tired of feeling like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my soul cries out, 'if You're there...'"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. "Your touch used to be so kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your touch used to give me life."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. "Shoot from your hip,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll shock the congregation."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. "So much static in the rumors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of a world of compromise."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. "Screen door slowly opens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love won't be denied."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. "I know what you're asking me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't wanna give."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. "Dark voices call me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Turn away from the path you're on.'"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. "Tonight, You are more than a mystery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no more fading away for me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. "I ask him, 'How can you be real?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said 'You'll be.'"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. "Giving up me, myself and I,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a bittersweet taste to swallow my pride now."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. "I lay at this altar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give all I am, all that is true."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. "I can't resist,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take all you want from me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. "You can lose your mind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe then your heart, you'll find."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. "I'm empty, lonely and accused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Accused without a word."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. "Who died and made you God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And did it happen overnight??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. "Don't you know know this situation's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not gonna go away??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. "I tried to settle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I just pass through."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. "We wait for night to fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can't even recall what got this started."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. "Cold fills the emptiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That fills this empty place."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. "They came to see the excitement firsthand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hear all that I got to say."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. "What we need is strength&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to kneel down and wait."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. "Well, God only knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to play this game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Called life and living."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. "I want to run faster,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this old leg won't carry me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;:) Go nuts. And here, some comic relief:&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/__bb-VyJVfDY/SiGc8pJTbiI/AAAAAAAAAuE/FUybbvxRr64/s1600-h/hopscotch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SiGc8pJTbiI/AAAAAAAAAuE/FUybbvxRr64/s320/hopscotch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341723198689078818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy guessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-4953621912888980943?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/4953621912888980943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=4953621912888980943&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4953621912888980943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4953621912888980943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/05/hai-game.html' title='Hai. A Game'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SiGc8pJTbiI/AAAAAAAAAuE/FUybbvxRr64/s72-c/hopscotch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-1359174483161920571</id><published>2009-05-19T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:16:09.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pic'/><title type='text'>The Amazing Electronic Gearshift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ShLaYZBpBLI/AAAAAAAAAt8/js_t_7QxcLk/s1600-h/gear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337568620956943538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ShLaYZBpBLI/AAAAAAAAAt8/js_t_7QxcLk/s320/gear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you wanna know how it works... I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;But it was the gearshift on the "spare" bus "we" rode this morning... I say that because I really don't consider the bus a "spare..." and neither does my mother's supervisors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why we had it in the first place, I don't even know. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just marvel at how shiny it is and wonder how it can change gears in a bus. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CZYA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-1359174483161920571?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/1359174483161920571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=1359174483161920571&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1359174483161920571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1359174483161920571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/05/amazing-electronic-gearshift.html' title='The Amazing Electronic Gearshift'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ShLaYZBpBLI/AAAAAAAAAt8/js_t_7QxcLk/s72-c/gear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-6147540856930650432</id><published>2009-05-15T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T06:37:38.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>It's a tag...</title><content type='html'>Oh, hai. I'm just here to perform a tag. Then I shall be on my merry way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite snack food?&lt;br /&gt;Fritos. Crunchy corn chips of half-healthy goodness! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current location?&lt;br /&gt;North Carolina. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most missed memory?&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday... pure joy. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thought when waking up?&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that's random... my mind precedes me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fav movie/book quote&lt;br /&gt;Uhmn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"COOL! We get to torture yogurt!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Role model?&lt;br /&gt;Waaay too numerous to mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up I want?&lt;br /&gt;To, uh... uhh... uhhh.... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoes you wore today?&lt;br /&gt;My special last-Saturday boots. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fav drink?&lt;br /&gt;Mountain Dew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, in life, what makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;My friends... my father... the nb, before they scr-- er, I mean had their personnel change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How well do you handle critiscm?&lt;br /&gt;I'm terrible at it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would your friends be suprised to know about you?&lt;br /&gt;... I dunno. Social awkwardness? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you smell?&lt;br /&gt;Air. Oxygen. O2. However you want to call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried about anything?&lt;br /&gt;I have two big projects due around the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you bought? Three books in one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name three things you are truly thankful for?&lt;br /&gt;My father, my friends, and my trusteh Squizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you are looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;Reading the O'Malley series.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the nb hopefully twice.&lt;br /&gt;And seeing my father again, as well as his whole family for the first time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you reading anything at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the first three installments of said series at the moment. The prequel was great. :P :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;My Friend Jesus, aka the first song where Peter mentions his dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If everybody talked like, my friend Jesus,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If everybody loved like, my friend Je-&lt;strong&gt;sus,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If everyone forgave like, my friend Jesus...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) So do it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CZYA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-6147540856930650432?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/6147540856930650432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=6147540856930650432&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/6147540856930650432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/6147540856930650432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-tag.html' title='It&apos;s a tag...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-8619998367084354704</id><published>2009-05-08T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T06:31:03.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>RSL 1984</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh. Hai. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am here... to state my views on the only song I have from ITHOG at the moment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RSL 1984. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... where do I begin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's beauty. Pure beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can definitely tell this song refers to the military... Aussie military, in this case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pride is unmistakable... say what you want, but I believe that's what makes this song beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Grant me another day..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know the whole lyrics, bare with me. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't lie, the song is sad, too. Especially with the circumstances... but it's obvious why Tait will &lt;em&gt;NEVER&lt;/em&gt; be able to do this song, period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's too bad Duncan hasn't sung in over a decade... ;) Because he's the only newsboy that would ever be qualified now to come even close to playing this song...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ahem* I can't stay on that subject.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I need a photo to end this post on a lighter note... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SgQzSWt7cSI/AAAAAAAAAtc/la6gvT0N0OA/s1600-h/breakdance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333444249142391074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SgQzSWt7cSI/AAAAAAAAAtc/la6gvT0N0OA/s320/breakdance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SgQzSe758aI/AAAAAAAAAtk/yqmfut7jc54/s1600-h/slippy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333444251348496802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SgQzSe758aI/AAAAAAAAAtk/yqmfut7jc54/s320/slippy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SgQzbRsibGI/AAAAAAAAAt0/BG-Y54fkL4Q/s1600-h/AYC...I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333444402413202530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SgQzbRsibGI/AAAAAAAAAt0/BG-Y54fkL4Q/s320/AYC...I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CZYA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-8619998367084354704?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/8619998367084354704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=8619998367084354704&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8619998367084354704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8619998367084354704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/05/rsl-1984.html' title='RSL 1984'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SgQzSWt7cSI/AAAAAAAAAtc/la6gvT0N0OA/s72-c/breakdance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-704770023000411606</id><published>2009-05-01T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T06:25:53.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Uhm...</title><content type='html'>Oh, hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I only blogged six times in April. :P&lt;br /&gt;So... what's been happening with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't listened to a full newsboys song in months. At least one or two. I haven't worn my newsboys shirts in a while. Squizzy has been grossly underused.&lt;br /&gt;Why this is, or whether it is because of the... change... has yet be seen. It very well might be. Nonetheless, I need to hear them again, soon, due to the closeness of the release of ITHOG. Halp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to Skee-let, Family Force 5, RR... Jars of Clay... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I'm recovering from my strange sicknesses... kinda.&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting to know my father's family better (and it's been a fun ride, I might add).&lt;br /&gt;I... well, I dunno what else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school's proxy system is on the fritz again. Knock on wood. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CZYA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-704770023000411606?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/704770023000411606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=704770023000411606&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/704770023000411606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/704770023000411606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/05/uhm.html' title='Uhm...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-931905490372646094</id><published>2009-04-18T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:33:29.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pic'/><title type='text'>Guten Tahg!</title><content type='html'>Excuse the intentional pun. XD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THR3E!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 things you did today: Woke up, watched GMC, welcomed back an escapee... dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 things you want to do: Go to New Zealand, own a big dog, learn to drum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 people you'd like to meet: Pete Furler, Hannah, and... oh, Dring! Er, I mean Rapture Ruckus. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 people that annoy you: C. Tomlin, my sister, and... Hannah Montana *grossness*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 favorite animals: Canis Lupus, Canis Familliaris, and cats. Bonus points to whoever guesses what CL and CF are. ;) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 things to put on a sandwich: Cheese. Cheese. More cheese. Hurrah for Skittles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 favorite things to do: Go to concerts, talk to friends, sing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 favorite TV shows: Monk, M*A*S*H and... Hogan's Heroes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 things about yourself: I think different. I love puppy doggies and kitteh cats. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 things about the person who tagged you: Let's see... long red hair... loves water... eccentric... yup, that's me. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was gonna do another tag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Skittles indirectly messed me up. It ain't her fault entirely, but still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So instead, I leave you with this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SeoqxyEOHmI/AAAAAAAAAtI/KwLTfvfmQVc/s1600-h/SantaClaus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SeoqxyEOHmI/AAAAAAAAAtI/KwLTfvfmQVc/s320/SantaClaus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326116544060464738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Behold: Santa Claus at his summer job.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5386534974081211655-931905490372646094?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/931905490372646094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=931905490372646094&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/931905490372646094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/931905490372646094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/04/guten-tahg.html' title='Guten Tahg!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SeoqxyEOHmI/AAAAAAAAAtI/KwLTfvfmQVc/s72-c/SantaClaus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-7885635760136250028</id><published>2009-04-15T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:22:42.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pic'/><title type='text'>The Project</title><content type='html'>I just got assigned the best project ever. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, we have to do a project in Geometry class, and the requirements are simple - anything to do with measurement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first, I was kind of wondering what the heck I'd do, thinking about all the things I like - the project was supposed to be flexible and enjoyable. Which it will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I'm doing my project on this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SeZcM0wcsFI/AAAAAAAAAs4/lfm1haS6lr8/s1600-h/cah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SeZcM0wcsFI/AAAAAAAAAs4/lfm1haS6lr8/s320/cah.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325044984802226258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, that's right. My car.&lt;div&gt;Y'all know I'm a car nut, right? Well, now you definitely do. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, I have to do a scale model or drawing (most likely drawing) of what it looks like now, and what a typical car of its make and model look like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as an added bonus, I'll add on the costs of getting what we're missing. Which includes a hood, a front bumper, front fenders, and headlights. And the title of the car, which allows us to do anything to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just recently got that. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in case you were wondering, a typical Honda del Sol (that's what the car is called) looks like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sicivic.com/wp-content/gallery/del-sol/1993-97-honda-civic-del-sol-93802031000101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.sicivic.com/wp-content/gallery/del-sol/1993-97-honda-civic-del-sol-93802031000101.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the roof of the car? That's why it's called a del Sol - "del Sol" means "of the sun." Honda of the sun! XD&lt;div&gt;The missing roof is known as a targa top - very close to an actual convertible. It's also close to a convertible in terms of seats -there are only two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here - a drawing of the above photo to finish off the post:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SeZcNAMQszI/AAAAAAAAAtA/mG2rPtKInp8/s1600-h/Cahdrawin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SeZcNAMQszI/AAAAAAAAAtA/mG2rPtKInp8/s320/Cahdrawin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325044987871671090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I still say it looks like a Volkswagon. Except for the lights - they turned out perfect. :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-7885635760136250028?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/7885635760136250028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=7885635760136250028&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7885635760136250028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7885635760136250028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/04/project.html' title='The Project'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SeZcM0wcsFI/AAAAAAAAAs4/lfm1haS6lr8/s72-c/cah.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-4214425485976623098</id><published>2009-04-12T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T10:08:30.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>One Ailment to Another</title><content type='html'>Oh. Hai.&lt;div&gt;How are y'all today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me? Oh, I feel better than I have in five weeks (especially since I felt the worst on Sundays). But with the departure of the headaches, the eyestrain... in comes the evil hanging toenail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The toenail (not to mention cramping whose origin I'd rather not say) is pretty much worse than the aforementioned other ailments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nooo, the toenail is making my life... well, hell on earth. *careful not to curse*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I jammed my toe into my left shoe. It feels weird. I take a shiny light to it (this was two evenings ago), and realize I broke it... like far, far down it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm debating whether I should show you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's... red. Not like skin can turn red, but like blood can turn red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with each passing night, it gets looser. Today was the first day that I had to actually wear shoes with the nasty nail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it was horrible. I was limping, the nail was being ornery (XD), and quite frankly, I didn't want to move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here I am, in desperate need of sandals. I hate my nails. Nothing but trouble. Same for those little tiny toes on either foot. Nothing but pain and suff'rin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*kicks something with left foot*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should be fun, taking a shower tonight. *pout*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm done ranting. :) Y'all can go on with your happy Easters and such. Or in Skittles' case, Pussywillow Sundy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was the only highlight of my day thus far - the fact that it's Easter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-4214425485976623098?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/4214425485976623098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=4214425485976623098&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4214425485976623098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4214425485976623098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-ailment-to-another.html' title='One Ailment to Another'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-5089621159869778557</id><published>2009-04-08T19:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:52:25.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>UNHAPPINESS!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh, hai.&lt;div&gt;Guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Facebook account is disabled. &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm NOT happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Facebook was fun! Facebook was a reliable way to get up with Jess (who rocks!)! Facebook showed the world my cool fotos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cellphone fotos... *sniff* Gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My FB account... *sniff* Gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saaaaaad, saaaaaad, saaaaaad. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone wants to help, please ask... and I'll give you a special email address to complain to. Remember, in your email, be sure to include my Gmail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you if you ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone helps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please help-eth me out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-5089621159869778557?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/5089621159869778557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=5089621159869778557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5089621159869778557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5089621159869778557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/04/unhappiness.html' title='UNHAPPINESS!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-2181813243517065471</id><published>2009-04-03T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T19:05:01.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>OGC, A TAG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;[ ]my fingernails/toenails are almost always painted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ]during the summer the only shoes I wear are flip flops (hah. Try no shoes at all. HAAAAH!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ]my favorite toys as a child were barbies (Ew)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] my favorite color is pink or purple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I did Gymnastics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I love skirts (not always... haven't worn one this year... :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] Hollister is one of my favorite places to shop (ew, clothes shops)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] tight jeans are the only jeans i'll wear (try BAGGY jeans. ;) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I love chocolate (no der)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I've never had a real job (need one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[] my hair is almost always straightened (messy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I have a myspace/facebook (Gee, never thought Myspace/FB was girly...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I love to hang out at the mall with friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I have a real diamond ring or diamond necklace or earrings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I've gone to a tanning salon (I protest! It was a SPRAY-TAN! XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I've gone to the beach to tan - not to swim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I have at l east 10 pairs of shoes (Meh, maybe 6)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I watch either the OC or Laguna Beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I change my icon weekly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I wear a shower cap (wimp!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ]I love hot topic!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ]my cell phone might as well become a part of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I wear mascara everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I've been or am on a diet (I've fasted once. Don't think that counts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] bathing suits are adorable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I don't know the difference between a sheep and a goat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] big sunglasses are hot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I have gotten my nails done before (yeah, against my will. My fingernails are LONG)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I own over 10 purses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] MTV is one of my favorite channels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] all I want to do at sleepovers is talk about boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I love to have people do my hair (Guilty...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I give and receive hugs from all my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I hate bugs (mainly ones that sting. &gt;:( )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ]carnivals are so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] Summer is THE Bomb!!!!!! YEAHH!!! (Meh, summer's fine... and yes, I mean the season. :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] my swimsuit has 2 pieces (where is that thing, anyway...? XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I'm waiting for my knight in shining armor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] musicians are so hot (XD XD XD XD XD *ahem*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I am self-conscious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I cry often (that's not girly, that's autism. XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] my car smells like vanilla or cherry (at this point, I just hope it doesn't smell like a cat's been in there... because one has. XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] my dishes get washed more than once a week (not my decision)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I don't do sports (EW, SPORTS. I like getting down and dirty, but sports aren't my thing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I HATE to run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I squeal when i am SURPRISED or angry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] i eat dried fruit as a snack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I love romance novels (Here are my guidelines for an AWESOME romance novel: 1. a murder mystery or something similarly suspenseful 2. Kids. The younger, the better)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] Drew Barrymore is so cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I dance a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I usually spend an hour or more to get ready to leave my house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I only have like 5 billion hair products&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I love to get dressed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] every part of my outfit needs to match&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I talk on the phone at least once a day (yeah, good luck getting me to do that!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I would love to have a photo shoot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I apply lip stuff 50 times a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I wish I looked like a model&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I wish I could meet Paris Hilton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I have been to something that was semi-formal (Funerals definitely count)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I own Uggs (what?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] Hip Hop is the best music (try RAP... &gt;:) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I pop my colla XD XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I like to be the center of attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] guys with Mohawks are weird (No, Duncan is NOT weird! :'( )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] horses are beautiful (what? They are!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I'd rather not pay attention in school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[XXX] Cats are adorable (SO ARE DOGS XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I write my own music (I wish)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I'd love to visit Hawaii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] Valentine's day is cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] white is better than black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I would not be caught dead in all black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] My closet is STOCK FULL of clothes (That I NEVER wear)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I hate the grunge look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I like to read magazines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I love to talk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I had Lisa Frank folders/posters/notebooks as a kid (Guilty...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I love Celine Dion (EW!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] My bubble baths are 1-2hrs long (Feh! Water raining down on you is MUCH better!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I have or still do plan ahead for my wedding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] My friends and I are in a strict group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I like little kids (I wish I were better with them! I do love them. The younger, the better!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] Diet drinks are the best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I'm all about being vegetarian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I refuse to eat at McDonalds (BK is better, but I tolerate Nald's McDo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I check my facebook everyday (I'm sorry, I'm addicted. HELP!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I love life sometimes ("I'm gonna love this life You've given me...")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I have a lot of jewelry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] my screen name(s) have x's in them (GAAH! Guilty)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I have a friend named Ashley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ ] I would never want to be the opposite sex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[&gt;] Its not what they said, it's the way they said it (not always)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[x] I have more than 3 pillows on my bed (Four)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOTAL: 22.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OGC OGC OGC OGC I'M 22.5% GIRLEH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-2181813243517065471?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/2181813243517065471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=2181813243517065471&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2181813243517065471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2181813243517065471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/04/ogc-tag.html' title='OGC, A TAG'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-8095087105604640201</id><published>2009-04-02T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T08:40:14.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Ugh!</title><content type='html'>Hai.&lt;div&gt;I'm sick again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoop-dee-doo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No April Fools jokes here. I'd much rather it was, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no such luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I strained them last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was planning to stay up until at least midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then the strain set in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I closed up my laptop, hoping to return to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I later turned it off and tried to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lay awake in agony for two hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes, sensitive to everything but pure darkness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Light made it worse... closing my eyes made it worse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then the nausea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust me, you don't want details on that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally... around 11:30,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The strain settled... the nausea settled...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up again at 6...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told Mom what happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there you have it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still worried about my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They still hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not as bad as last night, but still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prayer would be nice. :)&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;Wow. XD That turned into a little poem, didn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there it is. A blog post, that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-8095087105604640201?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/8095087105604640201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=8095087105604640201&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8095087105604640201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8095087105604640201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/04/ugh.html' title='Ugh!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-7818907746752514946</id><published>2009-03-30T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:00:15.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Force 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Rednecks and Fire Extinguishers...</title><content type='html'>I'll explain the title at the end of the post. ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway... today's main blog topic for tonight is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*drumroll*&lt;br /&gt;Family Force 5! Whoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*groaning from Skittles, Owan and Guitargirl, cheers from netsirK*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, thank you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am here to address and interpret the spiritual significance of the songs of Family Force 5... just so I can at least try to prove to you they're not all about dancing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That, and it keeps my mind off you-know-what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the songs I've actually heard, at least once, and therefore can "categorize:"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Business Up Front/Party In The Back:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cadillac Phunque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kountry Gentlemen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drama Queen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Addict&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earthquake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Replace Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lose Urself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peachy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supersonic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Numb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Love You To Death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Face Down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never Let Me Go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Dance or Die:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dance or Die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get Your Back Off The Wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rip It Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How In The World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Party Foul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D-I-E 4 Y-O-U&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The First Time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wake the Dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Radiator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, here we go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Family Force 5 Songs That...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have NO Spiritual Meaning/Reference to God WHATSOEVER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cadillac Phunque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kountry Gentlemen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earthquake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Numb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Party Foul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contain INDIRECT References to God/Spiritual Meanings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drama Queen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lose Urself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get Your Back Off The Wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rip It Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wake the Dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contain SEMI-DIRECT References to God/Spiritual Meanings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Addict&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supersonic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Face Down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never Let Me Go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dance or Die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How In The World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The First Time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Radiator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIRECTLY Reference God/Have Clear Spiritual Meanings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Replace Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peachy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Love You To Death*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D-I-E 4 Y-O-U&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Now... I have to explain why I Love You To Death directly references God... now, I'm very sure this is a misheard lyric, but this misheard lyric is purely why I put it there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can look up the lyrics if you'd like, but I'd like it if you would tell me what the real lyric is. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We'll be together forever, and that's a promise, promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't live a second without You, got to be honest, honest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not afraid &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;of the Jesus that I take,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This ain't no test..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, it makes sense to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me!&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now... the title... oh, that's a funny story... years and years ago, when my biological parents were together... they were riding down the road in an old VW Beetle... and flames... started firing out the back, where the engine was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so the old Beetle got pulled over - by the way, this is an extremely busy street this car decided to blow up on - And before anyone knew it, the fire department they pulled up next to... well, it wasn't needed. Fifteen people came around and sprayed down the flaming car with fire extinguishers they had in their own vehicles... yeah... :P XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&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/5386534974081211655-7818907746752514946?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/7818907746752514946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=7818907746752514946&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7818907746752514946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7818907746752514946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/rednecks-and-fire-extinguishers.html' title='Rednecks and Fire Extinguishers...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-1121713698205382234</id><published>2009-03-29T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:58:57.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Gosh...</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in a... while.&lt;div&gt;Wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had at least two come up to me asking about my father... well... let's just say my life is quickly becoming like a soap opera...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm learning quite a bit about him and his family from a distance, and quite basically, I keep getting amazed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The latest piece of amazing news?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might be a pastor's kid. O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think when I first saw the first hint of that, I think my heart must've lost a couple beats. Goodness, this just seemed so... surreal. And it still seems that way.&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;*checks pulse*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still alive... somewhat confused and mindblown, but still alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And y'know what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was really looking forward to showing everyone at church that first letter today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then... I ended up sick. Again! &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not very happy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now... I want to switch to a more light-hearted topic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SdAmo02WooI/AAAAAAAAAsY/hcZrfL1b3iI/s1600-h/antimatter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SdAmo02WooI/AAAAAAAAAsY/hcZrfL1b3iI/s320/antimatter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318793642747798146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SdAmowXBIVI/AAAAAAAAAsg/6VjFJnzi0Oo/s1600-h/levitatingshoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SdAmowXBIVI/AAAAAAAAAsg/6VjFJnzi0Oo/s320/levitatingshoe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318793641542623570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SdAmpExfZxI/AAAAAAAAAso/BNpwPCQl1QM/s1600-h/ominous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SdAmpExfZxI/AAAAAAAAAso/BNpwPCQl1QM/s320/ominous.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318793647022368530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-1121713698205382234?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/1121713698205382234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=1121713698205382234&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1121713698205382234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1121713698205382234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/gosh.html' title='Gosh...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SdAmo02WooI/AAAAAAAAAsY/hcZrfL1b3iI/s72-c/antimatter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-7003518216421827963</id><published>2009-03-26T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T17:24:20.837-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>IT'S FINALLY HERE!!!</title><content type='html'>Hai, peeps!&lt;div&gt;It's arrived! &lt;a href="http://newsboys.com/2009/03/message-from-peter/"&gt;THE MASSAGE WE'VE ALLLLLLL BEEN WAITING FOR!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click the caps lock sentence up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BEFORE THEY DELETE IT AND ALL IS LOST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ahem* Anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, at least we know why Dunny keeps shoving Peter away... it was just a playfight, mate, he didn't mean it! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have to say... I get it. I see why Pete wants out... and I'm planning on fully honoring his one request - welcome Tait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skittles had the right idea all along. Sorreh, Skittles. *hug*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I did a little math in history class today (XD XD), and I noticed something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John James sang with the newsboys from 1985 to 1997. And Pete sang between 1997 and 2009. How long are those intervals?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both sang for twelve years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what does this mean?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tait's gonna sing for twelve more years??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope Pete doesn't pull a John James and NEVER SINGS AGAIN. :'( That'd be sad. It's bad enough John doesn't sing anymore... and his voice was fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surely, y'all feel the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's like Phil, now - still a newsboy in our hearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe not in Duncan's, but in ours. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's remember him for things like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScwceLwS4TI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/_Eh6PlZe130/s1600-h/Cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScwceLwS4TI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/_Eh6PlZe130/s320/Cute.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317656564894720306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*pause for gushing*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who's with me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-7003518216421827963?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/7003518216421827963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=7003518216421827963&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7003518216421827963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7003518216421827963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-finally-here.html' title='IT&apos;S FINALLY HERE!!!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScwceLwS4TI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/_Eh6PlZe130/s72-c/Cute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-7012810606353619340</id><published>2009-03-25T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T05:25:00.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>O.O</title><content type='html'>About the aforementioned mind-boggling news...&lt;div&gt;For one thing, after all the things that have been happening in the past couple of weeks, this was EXTREMELY WELCOME... not to mention a MASSIVE curveball I did &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; see coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you that don't know, for fourteen and a half years, I never knew my biological father. At all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah... that all changed last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This... this is one of the best things on this earth that could have ever have happened to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been waiting for this for years... I'm a bundle of nerves... a bundle of hyperactive nerves... I'm so happy... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You want more info on that? Comment! Because I'm moving on for the moment. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my laptop back last night, too. Dang, Staples works fast!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScmYAoaW3yI/AAAAAAAAAro/Vwjt74SGkbA/s1600-h/bracelet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScmYAoaW3yI/AAAAAAAAAro/Vwjt74SGkbA/s320/bracelet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316947971702972194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proof that my laptop was serviced. :)&lt;div&gt;Jess gave me the bracelet you see in the photo - it covers up the phone number they put on there. Surely, you don't want to see it! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the laptop goes back tomorrow... Mom's putting more memory on it. Faster laptop! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I now leave you with this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScmYBWmbw_I/AAAAAAAAArw/-w6PHvLr0aQ/s1600-h/Titanic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScmYBWmbw_I/AAAAAAAAArw/-w6PHvLr0aQ/s320/Titanic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316947984101655538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&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/5386534974081211655-7012810606353619340?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/7012810606353619340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=7012810606353619340&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7012810606353619340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7012810606353619340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/oo_25.html' title='O.O'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScmYAoaW3yI/AAAAAAAAAro/Vwjt74SGkbA/s72-c/bracelet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-2755594514025296774</id><published>2009-03-24T15:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T16:10:43.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phika'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;non-&quot;newsboys'/><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Duncan's brain must be addled.&lt;div&gt;Either that, or he really, really wants to devastate me something terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His last Facebook update was no laughing matter to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's that sudden blow to the gut that no one really wants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This pretty much tears it. I'm sorry, Skittles, but I'm gonna really gonna need to seperate myself from the nb for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or rather, whatever this band is now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They certainly aren't the nb anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nb are Aussie. At least half Aussie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This phenomenon is only 25% Aussie, and the original flavor of that Aussie is just barely heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nb was the brainchild of a man who has done a lot for this broken, broken world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now he has departed, and his band will likely dissolve without the glue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not buy any album beyond In The Hands of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just starting to like the idea of Tait as lead, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this... this is just heartbreaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think what will be more heartbreaking is if Tait goes down in CCM history as the man who destroyed one of the greatest CCM bands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So long story short, I'm really hoping Tait isn't the demise of this... phenomenon. It'd be so sorely, sorely missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But... I can't help but wonder why Duncan is suddenly shunning Peter for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, I knew those two were rivals, but I thought they were friendly rivals. And this is not friendly, this is... mean. Rude. Outright disrespectful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry, but that's the way I interpret it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still want updates on Pete, but I doubt that's gonna happen in the near future. We might as well live with it. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tag:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Using only song names from TWO ARTISTS, cleverly answer these questions. Try not to repeat a song title. It's harder than you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Artist: nb and Jars of Clay. &gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you male or female?: Scarlet. &gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Describe yourself: Much Afraid. (It's true. :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you feel about yourself?: Lesser Things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Describe where you currently live: The Edge of the Water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you could go anywhere, where would you go?: Israel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your best friend is: Unforgetful You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your favorite color is: Rose Colored Stain Glass Windows (just kidding - this was the closest choice though. XD Look it up! This is a JOC song!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's the weather like?: Crazy Times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If your life was a tv show, what would it be called?: Spirit Thing. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is life to you?: Boycott Hell. &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the best advice you have to give?: Be Still (And know He... is God. :) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you could change your name, what would it be?: Elle G. Just cuz my name was taken. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your favorite food is: Taste and See. XD XD XD XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there you go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'll be sure to tell you guys the mind-boggling news I just got tomorrow. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&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/5386534974081211655-2755594514025296774?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/2755594514025296774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=2755594514025296774&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2755594514025296774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2755594514025296774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-3110031684444911702</id><published>2009-03-24T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T05:53:57.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duncan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Bad News</title><content type='html'>I might not get my laptop back until Thursday, not tomorrow. :(&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because I forgot to give Staples my power cord (that laptop can't hold a battery charge to save itself... almost literally), and the password to get into the user. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you a hint - It's Duncan's full name.&lt;br /&gt;And that's the hint.&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't give it away. &gt;:) You're missing crucial details that I will not reveal to you. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am sad. :P&lt;br /&gt;And y'know what else??&lt;br /&gt;They said my laptop had scratches on top of it!! O.o Where did they come from??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Somethings for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScjWe6BJAJI/AAAAAAAAArA/fR87vKG_8XE/s1600-h/flashingChristmasbuson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScjWe6BJAJI/AAAAAAAAArA/fR87vKG_8XE/s320/flashingChristmasbuson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316735186569330834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This... is a bright, shiny school bus.&lt;br /&gt;Normal-looking, right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's a photo I took a few minutes later of it (it took a couple tries to get it to look like this):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScjWe0UxdgI/AAAAAAAAArI/cr4poAF30nY/s1600-h/flashingChristmasbusoff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScjWe0UxdgI/AAAAAAAAArI/cr4poAF30nY/s320/flashingChristmasbusoff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316735185041061378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See? No longer as bright, shiny?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's not supposed to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O Tennenbus,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O Tennenbus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It flashed like a Christmas tree! All of the lights! O.o I wish I had video of it... But my cell doesn't support video. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some more photos for your enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScjXl9nPn6I/AAAAAAAAArQ/QJ76eHL2XFM/s1600-h/bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScjXl9nPn6I/AAAAAAAAArQ/QJ76eHL2XFM/s320/bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316736407305166754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScjXmAR8IFI/AAAAAAAAArg/NHlLwko8Gic/s1600-h/Jankees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScjXmAR8IFI/AAAAAAAAArg/NHlLwko8Gic/s320/Jankees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316736408021114962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScjXl_a2naI/AAAAAAAAArY/AsKJ7TDlctQ/s1600-h/yings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScjXl_a2naI/AAAAAAAAArY/AsKJ7TDlctQ/s320/yings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316736407790067106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-3110031684444911702?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/3110031684444911702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=3110031684444911702&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3110031684444911702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3110031684444911702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-news.html' title='Bad News'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScjWe6BJAJI/AAAAAAAAArA/fR87vKG_8XE/s72-c/flashingChristmasbuson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-8625810814965203103</id><published>2009-03-23T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T06:12:11.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Hmm.</title><content type='html'>Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so y'all know, my laptop is no longer with me. It is at our local Staples store getting scanned for viruses and hopefully growing faster... but the downside is, I won't have it for two days.&lt;br /&gt;So that means I won't be on Gmail, at ALL. I'll be on Facebook, but only on my cellphone - and not for long, because I don't have the money to be on for a long time. :P&lt;br /&gt;As for Blogger, my school hasn't blocked it yet. &gt;:) Nor has it blocked the Virgin Mobile website. &gt;:) So I'll be able to do stuff on here. WHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. :) With the exception of Owan (Who just NOW did it. :P), all of you answered. :D Even Smitty - she just didn't comment. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'll put my own twist on the game and answer it myself. Because I'm innovative like that.&lt;br /&gt;Some of these, I'm deleting because in this context, it wouldn't make sense. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2: Take a stab at my middle name: I've blogged this before, so of course y'all know. It's the Spanish word for "dove." :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5: Would I ever go skydiving? I probably would... and not think about the height... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7: Am I funny? Well, I like to think that, but I'm not always funny... much like Peter. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. My best physical feature? I agree with most of ya - I like my hair. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9: What's my favorite music? newsboys! RR! A bunch of other people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10: Can I sing? Again, I like to think that... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11: What do I want to do more than anything? Ooh, I like netsirK's answer for this one!! It'd be fun... not to mention interesting... every &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;former&lt;/span&gt; newsboy would include Kevin Mills... who is dead... &gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13: Do I have any special talents? If so, what are they? People say quite a few. And I say I don't have very many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15: My favorite food? Yes, Pizza. XD :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16: If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be? I'm so glad Bluey stuck so well - I like that nickname. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19: Where do you think I will be in 25 years? In 25 years? *uses cellphone calculator* I'll be 39! O.o Hopefully, I'll have done something with myself. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with this (giving proper credit to the original photographer, I didn't delete the text that was already on there):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SceEbPwpl0I/AAAAAAAAAq4/49rmp0YwBvE/s1600-h/BunsOfSteel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SceEbPwpl0I/AAAAAAAAAq4/49rmp0YwBvE/s320/BunsOfSteel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316363488756078402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&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/5386534974081211655-8625810814965203103?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/8625810814965203103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=8625810814965203103&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8625810814965203103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8625810814965203103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm_23.html' title='Hmm.'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SceEbPwpl0I/AAAAAAAAAq4/49rmp0YwBvE/s72-c/BunsOfSteel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-3309511388089556522</id><published>2009-03-21T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T05:51:04.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phika'/><title type='text'>A Tag</title><content type='html'>Oh, lookie.&lt;div&gt;More tags! How well do YOU know me?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1: Where you and I met?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2: Take a stab at my middle name:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3: How long have you known me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4: The last time we saw each other?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5: Would I ever go skydiving?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6: Your first impression of me upon meeting/seeing me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7: Am I funny?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. My best physical feature?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9: What's my favorite music?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10: Can I sing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11: What do I want to do more than anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12: What is the one thing you think I should do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13: Do I have any special talents? If so, what are they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14: Have you ever hugged me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15: My favorite food?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16: If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17: Your favorite memory of me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18: If you and I were stranded on an island, what would I bring?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19: Where do you think I will be in 25 years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20: Will you re-post this so I can fill this out for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go forth and fill out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not post again until you do. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScTiYe192SI/AAAAAAAAAqw/vuOEg5Vj1WU/s1600-h/GoodJody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScTiYe192SI/AAAAAAAAAqw/vuOEg5Vj1WU/s320/GoodJody.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315622370428180770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Jody to make sure you comment. :)&lt;div&gt;THE POWER OF THE JBD SKINNY TIE COMPELS YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-3309511388089556522?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/3309511388089556522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=3309511388089556522&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3309511388089556522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3309511388089556522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag.html' title='A Tag'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScTiYe192SI/AAAAAAAAAqw/vuOEg5Vj1WU/s72-c/GoodJody.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-3989149818512482901</id><published>2009-03-20T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T05:51:37.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>Hai.&lt;br /&gt;The below blog post was NOT out of lack of blogging topic... though I did lack one. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did that out of anger... no, I'm not deleting it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let it be known that I am mad at the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempers.&lt;br /&gt;What is it with tempers?&lt;br /&gt;Why were we born with them?&lt;br /&gt;Why must it be so difficult to control them?&lt;br /&gt;And why must it be worse on one day, and better the next?&lt;br /&gt;You know what I think? Tempers are like mosquitos and cockroaches: created with virtually no purpose other than destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... one good thing did come out of that post.&lt;br /&gt;I will now end this post by demonstrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScOP0n79W_I/AAAAAAAAAqo/bq6OnDeIGO8/s1600-h/currentlylistening1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScOP0n79W_I/AAAAAAAAAqo/bq6OnDeIGO8/s320/currentlylistening1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315250119463754738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-3989149818512482901?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/3989149818512482901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=3989149818512482901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3989149818512482901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3989149818512482901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScOP0n79W_I/AAAAAAAAAqo/bq6OnDeIGO8/s72-c/currentlylistening1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-333816280824990969</id><published>2009-03-19T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:07:26.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pic'/><title type='text'>Hmph</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScLeKcdT-2I/AAAAAAAAAqg/etqFsFNDfEk/s1600-h/iPods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScLeKcdT-2I/AAAAAAAAAqg/etqFsFNDfEk/s320/iPods.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315054781269801826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I leave you to contemplate this photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-333816280824990969?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/333816280824990969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=333816280824990969&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/333816280824990969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/333816280824990969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmph.html' title='Hmph'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScLeKcdT-2I/AAAAAAAAAqg/etqFsFNDfEk/s72-c/iPods.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-2987081770229476521</id><published>2009-03-18T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T06:07:11.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rapture Ruckus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Rapture Ruckus</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qa98Uf19FIM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qa98Uf19FIM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! I found possibly the best music video ever on YouTube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... next to VOTA's new video.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... this is Rapture Ruckus, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; (he seriously makes sure he says that every other song on my live CD. XD).&lt;br /&gt;I apologize about the quality... the best quality is on the Live at World's End DVD... but at least you get to hear the studio recording! The words are much easier to make out than on the live recording I have... it's frustrating, but I still love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I missed his North American tour. :( He rocks! I also wish I had the lyrics... does he ever release lyrics, Smitty? I have no idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you're wondering, the song ("Lose Control") is about setting up a live show... soundcheck, heading backstage, drawing up the setlist... it's cool, actually.&lt;br /&gt;But it's my favorite. Maybe because of the tune... it's unique-sounding. :)&lt;br /&gt;And as for liking the video... maybe it's the way he moves, dances... what? It's entertaining. He bends all the way over during the chorus of the live version! Like, in half! XD&lt;br /&gt;Remember, the video starts with Brad (RR's real name. ;) ) cockin' his head... so let's all cock our heads... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScDxXDDkm_I/AAAAAAAAAqY/Z_VPpLaPKDI/s1600-h/desktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScDxXDDkm_I/AAAAAAAAAqY/Z_VPpLaPKDI/s320/desktop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314512938556759026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(this is a very recent photo of my desktop. :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I miss the nb's "old flavor?" I'm listening to Kiwi rap, of course I miss it! :P&lt;br /&gt;But RR is a flavor within himself... his live performance is nothing short of exhilerating and amazing (Live at World's End DVD. ;) )... and Smitty even said they pulled a nb stunt this year at Parachute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-2987081770229476521?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/2987081770229476521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=2987081770229476521&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2987081770229476521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2987081770229476521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/rapture-ruckus.html' title='Rapture Ruckus'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/ScDxXDDkm_I/AAAAAAAAAqY/Z_VPpLaPKDI/s72-c/desktop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-3653288555995843270</id><published>2009-03-17T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T16:53:28.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>I have come to a decision, based on Skittles' turn to the dark side.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I will remove myself from the current newsboys situation... and resort to loving the good old days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y'know... the good old days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newsboysdeluxe.com/media/navid/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://newsboysdeluxe.com/media/navid/10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah... those were the days...&lt;div&gt;Was Peter twenty in this photo?? Or still nineteen? Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most likely still nineteen. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll answer some questions about my new banner. :) And subsequently answer one possible question for that above photo. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the banner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of the four newsboys there, the one on the faaaar left is Mr. Terminator... also known as Sean Taylor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newsboysdeluxe.com/media/bwbb/58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://newsboysdeluxe.com/media/bwbb/58.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I sleep in peace."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we all know the next one over is Johnny James.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the one inbetween him and Pete... that's one of the many, many guitarists that came and went during the early years. This lucky dude's name is Jonathan Geange... he was eighteen at the time... and a KIWI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I recall correctly, Peter actually told the story of why he left... on the nb boards...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then... there's the Furler man. Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for what's in his hand... might be some sort of champagne glass. I dunno how else to say it. But that glass might explain why he's given his buddy Jibba (that was JG's nickname, btw) the bunny ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as for the first photo... first John, then Sean, then George Perdikis - Peter's old friend and the guitarist that wrote songs but didn't perform them in the end - and then, Peter. Big old grin on his face, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had no clue where life was gonna take him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, look at him now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So back to my decision. Yes, I'll still be following Dunny on Twitter and have him as a friend on Facebook. I didn't say I was gonna stop supporting the guys. Maybe stop supporting them financially, but still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I'm ready to return to being "in the nb loop," I'll ask what I missed. Don't tell me anything until I'm ready, see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you don't like my decision...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newsboysdeluxe.com/media/navid/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://newsboysdeluxe.com/media/navid/24.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&gt;:)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-3653288555995843270?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/3653288555995843270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=3653288555995843270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3653288555995843270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3653288555995843270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-1232795241598959664</id><published>2009-03-17T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T06:09:26.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phika'/><title type='text'>Guess What?</title><content type='html'>Another tag! :P&lt;br /&gt;Dang, I have nothing to blog about, otherwise... Oh, yeah, the new banner. :) I'll explain that after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much of my teen life have I messed up?? :P&lt;br /&gt;Remember, I'm in public school. Lucky me. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Gotten detention.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten your phone taken away in class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten suspended&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten caught chewing gum (Ew, gum).&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten caught cheating on a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total thus far: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Arrived late to class more than five times.&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Didn't do homework over five times (that was back in elementary school... XD)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Turned in at least 3 projects in late.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Missed school cause you felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total thus far: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Got your mom, dad or someone else to get you out of school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Texted during class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Passed notes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Threw stuff across the room.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laughed at the teacher (I only laugh at a teacher when he knows he made a mistake. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total thus far: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pulled down the fire alarm.&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Went on myspace, Facebook, Xanga, etc. on the computer (if Rhapsody counts... :P)&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Took pictures during school hours (only at lunch... XD).&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Called someone during school hours.&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Listened to an iPod, CD, etc. during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total thus far: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Threw something at the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Went outside the classroom without permission.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Broke dress code.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Failed a class.&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Ate food during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total thus far: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Gotten a call from school (my school does this constantly... &gt;:( )&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Couldn't go on a field trip because of behavior.&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Didn't take your stuff to school (only on days that didn't require it... XD)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten a detention and didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Stuck up your middle finger (*GASP*) at a teacher (*DOUBLEGASP*) when they weren't looking.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cursed loud enough for a teacher to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Faked your parents signature (elementary school... evil, evil time...)&lt;br /&gt;[ x ] Slept in class (just yesterday... XD)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cursed at a teacher to their face.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Copied homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiplied by 3: 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up 30% of my teen life!!  :( :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes. The banner. :)&lt;br /&gt;That's the nb circa 1990. What a happy time that was. :) The days when the nb got kicks by frustrating critics with sub-par songs... that I like. :D XD&lt;br /&gt;And when John sang lead... good times... good times... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edit&lt;/span&gt;... Sing it with me!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taste and see that the Lord is good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taste and see, He's so good for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THAT SONG! *goes to look for it on iPod*&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-1232795241598959664?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/1232795241598959664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=1232795241598959664&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1232795241598959664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1232795241598959664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/guess-what.html' title='Guess What?'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-8391414029183823405</id><published>2009-03-16T06:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:24:09.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phika'/><title type='text'>IT'S ANOTHER TAG</title><content type='html'>Hai.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. And recovering from sickness.&lt;br /&gt;So here's a tag. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;***********FOODNESS******&lt;/span&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your salad dressing of choice? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of? Pizza. Oh, wait a minute... I already do that. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your pizza toppings of choice? Pepperoni! Especially crispy pepperoni. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like to put on your toast? Toast? I know not of this toast of which you speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like pulpy orange juice? Who said I liked OJ at all??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***********TECHNESS*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many televisions are in your house? 6... &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a digital camera? Yeeeaaahhhhh... no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many email addresses do you have? 3. AOL, Yahoo, and Gmail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much time do you spend on the internet each day? I always lose count. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you always answer your phone? It'd be a miracle if I DID answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color cell phone do you have? it's red... AND BLACK!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4 a.m., and you get a text message? I look at it, and if it's Hannah, then I reply. If not, then I angrily delete it and go back to sleep for another hour and 50 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any saved texts? Yessss... too many... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***********BIOLOGYNESS********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you right-handed or left-handed? right-handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What (if anything) have you had removed from your body? Uhm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any tattoos/piercings? Nopez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last heavy item you lifted? Who says I remember these things??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you do push ups? Well, yeah, but I dunno how well I can do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you do a chin up? I'm too much of a weakling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times (if any) have you been knocked unconscious? Hmm... don't remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***********WOULDYOUNESS**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die? No t'anks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? Probably. :) Make myself be born a day earlier. :P XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change your name, what would you change it to? Well... if I could get away with it, I'd like to change my last name to Furler... XD Nah, I probably wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change your eye color, what would it be? Either a very green color, a very blue color, or a chocolate brown color. I don't care which. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1,000? Mayhaps. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be a pirate? Nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***********FAVORITENESS***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season? SUMMAH! And Fallness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday? CHIRPUS!!!!!!!!!!!! *copies Skittles' answer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day of the week? Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month? September!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas songs? ... Adoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit-down restaurant? Elizabeth's Pizza. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***********CURRENTNESS**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone? Well, yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood? Irritable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to? Random conversation. Wish I had mah iPod on me. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching? Uhh... the blogger create post page, and... wordpad. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worrying about? Hannah... and this siickness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current hate right now? NB Boards *copies Skittles' answer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are most of the friends in your life right now new or old? Newish... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans tonight? Nuffin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping alone tonight? Der, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***********HAVEYOUEVERNESS&lt;/span&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a pet fish? Quite a few. SIAMESE FIGHTING FISH ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a car wreck? None that I 'member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom? Mayhaps...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been given roses? Not that I knowz of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dated someone longer than a year? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had someone sing to you? I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever met someone who changed your life? Yes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***********RANDOMNESS****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First place you went this morning? in a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last movie you saw? Dun't 'member&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you talked to? Jess... and my mother. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you hugged? Rusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you bought yesterday? Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you had a run-in with the cops? Well, not yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you took a picture of? Don't 'member&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last cry? Yesterday, in mid-sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last song to make you cry? Hmm... Goodness, I can't remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Held hands with anyone today? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***********MISCELLANEOUSNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often? Yeah... not in photos, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on your wish list for your birthday? One word: Furler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pairs of flip flops do you own? A few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the future make you more nervous or excited? Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have an accent? I wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will you bring in the New Year? I dunno... another lock-in, I hope. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song represents you? Always... or in the current case of the current situation, Say Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone love you? Yes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What songs do you sing in the shower? It depends on what's stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music did you listen to during your elementary school years? I didn't lissen to too much music in elementary school years. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in staying close with your exes/prospects? Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is something your friends make fun of you for? Who said they made fun of me? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, I finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&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/5386534974081211655-8391414029183823405?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/8391414029183823405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=8391414029183823405&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8391414029183823405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8391414029183823405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-another-tag.html' title='IT&apos;S ANOTHER TAG'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-208886366051938640</id><published>2009-03-15T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T06:30:00.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>I Must Rant...</title><content type='html'>Hai, all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know Skittles has talked about it quite a bit, I believe it's my turn now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've seen both guitargirl and Kiwi both espress desire for an account on the newsboys message boards. Well, believe me, my friends, be glad you're not a member right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More and more "haters" have been joining the boards. I mean, one of the "newbies" is called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;upsetwitnb.&lt;/span&gt; &gt;:( Seriously? This is what they've come down to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you seriously lost faith in the nb that much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am ashamed of the nb boards right now. Very ashamed. They keep growing more hostile on the subject of Peter exiting, and quite frankly, it makes me want to tear my hair out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One even said they had lost any respect they had for Peter! Seriously, must you all sink so low as to spit in the faces of the band that has inspired us?? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's sad. It really is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was shocked by the news as much as the next nb fan, but really, it's gotta be let go sometime! You can't go boycotting the nb and proverbially slapping their faces forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You say how it's unfair that Peter departed without warning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You say it's unprofessional that they didn't come out with a warning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of you say your respect for the band is gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of you come up with a bunch of arguements against a conviction of the Holy Spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, Peter's still a newsboy. He didn't say a thing about leaving &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; band altogether.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, I think we should start treating the nb the way we used to treat it - as a ministry. Because it is. Christian bands don't play primarily for profit like the secular ones, they play primarily to win hearts to Christ. The nb are no different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third, in my opinion, if you really supported the nb, your respect would still be solid. I may have lost faith in them at one point, but that was before I knew the whole story. That was before any of us knew the whole story. It has to be let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, if this is a case of God convicting Peter to leave, I wouldn't dare argue. Who am I to argue with my Creator? Who am I to question his motives? Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't the "unforgivable sin" identified as blaspheming the Holy Spirit??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There. I'm done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so glad I let that out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please... don't get overboard in your theological debates. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-208886366051938640?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/208886366051938640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=208886366051938640&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/208886366051938640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/208886366051938640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-must-rant.html' title='I Must Rant...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-4493744229892693174</id><published>2009-03-14T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T11:53:10.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitargirl'/><title type='text'>TAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>YES!&lt;div&gt;Something to blog! THANK YOU, GUITARGIRL! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D :D I shall put my iPod Shuffle... on shuffle for this. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Artist: Paul Colman Trio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Title: I'll Be With You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the very first lyric in the song? I'm afraid, I see nation fighting nation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that lyric significant to you in any way? Well... it fits with today's status, so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the 4th line of the song? And will I stand true until the end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does that line make you think of a certain person? Kinda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your favorite lyric in this song? I'm still afraid, keep me steady in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Artist: Skillet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Title: Say Goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the last lyric of the song? Don't say anything tonight if you're gonna say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Replace the 2nd word of that lyric with the word "potato".: I'm not even gonna put that down, cuz its ridiculous. But hilarious. XD XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the 9th line of the song? Where has all the time gone now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if that lyric was the new theme song to Sesame Street? It'd tell me that the show is finally ending. WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What lyric in this song do you relate to the most or find to be the truest? Wow, toughie. "We both know what we gotta say, not today, because I don't wanna leave this way."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Artist: Jars of Clay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Title: Worlds Apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the chorus of this song? (To love You) Take my world apart. (To need You) I am on my knees. (To love You) Take my world apart. (To need You) Broken on my knees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If someone you like sang the chorus to you would it be romantic? Kinda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Replace the 10th word of the song with the word "beast": I am the only one to blame for this, beast it all ends up the same? O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What movie soundtrack would this song be perfect for? A Christian movie, like Fireproof. In fact, this song sounds REALLY appropriate for Fireproof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pick one word in the title of this song that you could name a pet: Umm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Artist: Rapture Ruckus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Title: Got This Feelin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if your last name was included in the song title? It wouldn't make sense anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the 5th line in the song? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I can't answer that one - this album came without lyrics. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would that line be a good catch phrase for a commercial? I bet! I got this feelin' that this product will be a while... O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your favorite lyric in the entire song? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Can't answer that one, either. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is that your favorite? I wish I had a favorite to it! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Artist: Family Force 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Title: Never Let Me Go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if the 1st word in the Artist name was replaced with the word "poop": Then both my mother and guitargirl would be laughing their heads off in joy. And I'd be stifling chuckles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the funniest lyric in this song? Strange... no funny lyrics in this FF5 track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the 8th lyric in this song? "YOU!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if there was a restaurant named from the 1st and 5th word of that lyric: "Time no?" What? XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is the word "heart" anywhere in the entire song? Um... no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Artist: Rapture Ruckus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Title: Lose Control (LOVE THIS SONG!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if Marilyn Manson did a cover of this song? Okay, ew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the chorus of this song? If you wanna rock, if you wanna roll, if you wanna lose control, then THROW YOUR FISTS IN THE AIR!! Everybody everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if your #5 myspace friend called you and sang the chorus to you? Impossible - no one in my myspace has ever heard of RR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the last lyric in the song? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that the best lyric in the song? Well... since the song is about preparing for a live show...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Artist: tobyMac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Title: What's Goin' Down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would the title of this song make a good title for a Stephen King book? Well, if Stephen King was a rapper...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the 12th line in this song? Everybody look what's goin' down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you even like that lyric at all? Well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know all the words to this song? Almost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What kind of mood does this song put you in? Haaaaaaaappy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Artist: Jars of Clay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Title: Unforgetful You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Replace the 3rd word in the Title with the word "beaver": Unforgetful You Beaver. What?? What's a you beaver??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the 7th line in this song? You never minded calling me a child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does that lyric bring up any memories? Yes, but not necessarily ones I'd like to talk about. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would this song be good in a fight scene in movie? XD XD No!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your favorite lyric in this song? You never minded giving us the stars, and then showing us how blind and unaware of You we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoo! That's it! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't expect those RR ones... Oh, well. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&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/5386534974081211655-4493744229892693174?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/4493744229892693174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=4493744229892693174&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4493744229892693174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4493744229892693174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/taaaaaaaaaaaaaaag.html' title='TAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-7734982020875520071</id><published>2009-03-13T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T05:37:16.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Force 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IKNEWITIKNEWITIKNEWITIKNEWIT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KNEW&lt;/span&gt; FF5 was a good band! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I KNEW IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made an awesome discovery yesterday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know the newsboys has affected quite a few other CCM bands, including dc Talk, Superchic[k], and Kutless.&lt;br /&gt;Get ready to add FF5 to that list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through the Business Up Front/Party In The Back: Diamond Edition's album cover... and I was lookin' at the lyrics (particularly to "Numb.")... and then I read the big ol' paragraph with the heading "Family Force 5 would like to thank these peeps." In other words, the thanks column that every album has. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the paragraph is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huge.&lt;/span&gt; But it'd be a crime to miss just four little words in that whole paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;I read the whole thing, and I started laughing my head off when I saw the following names:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbpSePAQbOI/AAAAAAAAAqI/WkLK2xtrIO8/s1600-h/PeteSummah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbpSePAQbOI/AAAAAAAAAqI/WkLK2xtrIO8/s320/PeteSummah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312649389814082786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Huh? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Huh??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUH?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;'Twas a great discovery! :D&lt;br /&gt;Made my day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-7734982020875520071?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/7734982020875520071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=7734982020875520071&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7734982020875520071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7734982020875520071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-knew-it-i-knew-it.html' title='I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbpSePAQbOI/AAAAAAAAAqI/WkLK2xtrIO8/s72-c/PeteSummah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-3603893734792128839</id><published>2009-03-12T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T06:57:13.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I've been listening to one song in particular lately... not sure why. But I LOVE singing it! Stop me if you've heard it before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SAVIOR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HE CAN MOVE THE MOUNTAINS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MY GOD IS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIGHTY TO SAVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE IS MIGHTY TO SAVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FOREVER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AUTHOR OF SALVATION,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HE ROSE AND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONQUERED THE GRAVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;JESUS CONQUERED THE GRAVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your assignment is to guess the original artist. No, it's not Michael W. Smith.&lt;br /&gt;Smitty is exempt because she knows. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the live version (by the ORIGINAL artist) on iTunes on Valentine's Day, because I don't like MWS' version too much. :P&lt;br /&gt;But I LOVE this version... a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've been liking it a lot because... well, it reminds me just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who&lt;/span&gt; is in control. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another question: what do you guys think of "Mighty to Save?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S... please comment on my last bloggy post. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-3603893734792128839?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/3603893734792128839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=3603893734792128839&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3603893734792128839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3603893734792128839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-2175167537910366485</id><published>2009-03-11T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:15:55.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Haaai</title><content type='html'>Hai.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm... kinda surprised at myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm taking this much better than I ever thought I would. But I mainly have to attribute that to the clarity given by the "official announcement." :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otherwise, I'd be depressed, borderline sick (again) about now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I know some of you are not over it yet, and I apologize. :( Poor people. I'd help, but I wouldn't know how to. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It could have been worse... with some people, that works. ;) And if it doesn't for you, that's fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, I think I need a bit more time before I can really accept Tait as lead... I mean, the man's vocal range is nothing like Pete's... and even though I do like his voice to some extent, it doesn't mean I'd like to hear it lead on newsboys songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's Peter's job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that, my friends, was my HONEST OPINION. I'm not ashamed of honesty, and you shouldn't knock me down for it. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm honestly over it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided I'd listen to "Presence" for a little bit, then spontaneously went to my radio edit of "Something Beautiful," and managed to finish it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy with myself, what can I say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I listened to "Isaiah," which was pretty great, actually. :) I KNOW Tait will NEVER top that, because I doubt he's heard of it, honestly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it requires a lot of... talking in rhythm, if you will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a few other things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/political-pictures-barack-obama-joe-biden-syncronized-facealming.jpg?w=500"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 339px;" src="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/political-pictures-barack-obama-joe-biden-syncronized-facealming.jpg?w=500" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/political-pictures-obamas-bidens-wizard-oz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 354px;" src="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/political-pictures-obamas-bidens-wizard-oz.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/political-pictures-carter-ford-wearing-pants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 321px;" src="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/political-pictures-carter-ford-wearing-pants.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/political-pictures-crowd-freebird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 276px;" src="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/political-pictures-crowd-freebird.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/political-pictures-banana-peels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 416px; height: 300px;" src="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/political-pictures-banana-peels.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/political-pictures-rnc-riot-police-raid-pepsi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 321px;" src="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/political-pictures-rnc-riot-police-raid-pepsi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/political-pictures-riot-police-protect-fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 310px;" src="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/political-pictures-riot-police-protect-fire.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/political-pictures-tank-freeway-do-you-know-why.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 355px;" src="http://punditkitchen.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/political-pictures-tank-freeway-do-you-know-why.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crapit, some are cut off.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, well. You can always click on the photo. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&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/5386534974081211655-2175167537910366485?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/2175167537910366485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=2175167537910366485&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2175167537910366485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2175167537910366485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/haaai.html' title='Haaai'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-3666467840314550672</id><published>2009-03-10T14:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:15:42.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smitty'/><title type='text'>Overlooked</title><content type='html'>My, my.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Sunday's controversy, I completely forgot about the little secret in my blogroll!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you seen it? It's on Skittles' blogroll, too now. &lt;a href="http://hksmitty.blogspot.com/"&gt;"Secret."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I was supposed to reveal it on Sunday. But the big, big blow in the way made it virtually impossible to remember it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I remember it now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://hksmitty.blogspot.com/"&gt;Our friend Smitty has a blog!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://hksmitty.blogspot.com/"&gt;Don't know who she is? Well... you'll figure it out in time. She's my best friend, and she lives in New Zealand. ;)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://hksmitty.blogspot.com/"&gt;Go check it out, including the posts you've "missed." ;)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now... back to the previous subject of tender meaning to all of us. Now that I've gotten over it, I feel that I can't just let it go now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to post this one thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might put it on the blog somewhere... you just never know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i365.photobucket.com/albums/oo91/TheNBBlueh/closed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 299px;" src="http://i365.photobucket.com/albums/oo91/TheNBBlueh/closed.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-3666467840314550672?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/3666467840314550672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=3666467840314550672&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3666467840314550672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3666467840314550672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/overlooked.html' title='Overlooked'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-2249119315105826486</id><published>2009-03-09T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:56:38.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>RELIEF!</title><content type='html'>Sweet, sweet relief! Never felt so good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter's not "really" leaving the nb... just the concert tours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means unless we really want to adjust to a new sound, no more going to concerts. :P :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means... no more drum duels... :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;Peter is still working on the studio albums! We should be happy with that. I don't want another booming argument like what happened with the HWAG DVD... PLEASE, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't feel so guilty posting this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bg3XiIb2EjQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bg3XiIb2EjQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be glad! He'll still be doing philanthropic work! I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel better about it... even before I found the post on Duncan's blog. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mind is beginning to wander... I'm having crazy ideas that shouldn't be "fed..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-2249119315105826486?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/2249119315105826486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=2249119315105826486&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2249119315105826486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2249119315105826486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/relief.html' title='RELIEF!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-7525159394569810024</id><published>2009-03-09T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T05:29:03.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;non-&quot;newsboys'/><title type='text'>Six Months</title><content type='html'>Six months. If the nb in this state survive six months, I'll be amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the nagging feeling that this lineup just won't work. It really doesn't look like this will work, at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Peter is there to "supervise," if you will, it still won't make a difference. Peter defines the newsboys; he leaves, he takes the "newsboys" title with him. Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drowning myself in different music at this point. Anything to keep me from tears. Anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't make sense to do something this outlandish, but I guess it had to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;THE NEWSBOYS ARE DEAD TO ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this feel like my fault??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www5.shoutmix.com/smileys/banghead.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 25px; height: 20px;" src="http://www5.shoutmix.com/smileys/banghead.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-7525159394569810024?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/7525159394569810024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=7525159394569810024&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7525159394569810024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7525159394569810024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/six-months.html' title='Six Months'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-4588673531076522105</id><published>2009-03-08T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:11:25.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duncan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Um...</title><content type='html'>Hai.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I have been hit with news I never thought I'd see. It seems very false, but there is a feeling deep within me that is very real. That feeling is what I'm trying to ignore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd much rather hear the newsboys breaking up than to hear this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who came up with the newsboys in the first place? Peter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who managed to keep his group together when they first went to America? Peter (assumedly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who kept trying and trying to write songs, even when nobody listened to them and they weren't any good until 1992? Peter, mostly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who was the one moved to write Shine? Peter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who had to move out to the front to be a lead singer? Peter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who had to suffer through things such as material comforts (aka, the feeling of being on top of the world when you're really not), marriage problems, bandmate's problems (more specifically, Jody's daughter), the dicso ball incident? Peter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who, through such suffering and more, was moved to mature the newsboys' sound? Peter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think you know where I'm going with this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who has a rumor going around that he's leaving the band?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am passionately believing this is untrue. I sent Duncan three tweets, one of which asked the pertinent question, and two of which showed him Peter's birthday post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Today is Peter's half-birthday, by the way)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unless Duncan says something (I have a feeling he and the others are in some sort of church situation at the moment) or there is an announcement, I have to assume its untrue. There's nothing backing up the truth in this rumor, so I have to run with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Peter, I'm no longer ashamed to say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love him and the rest of the newsboys. Just the way they are. But if God wants them to do something outlandish such as this, then who are we to question it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be quite honest, I tried to keep myself busy with things that were happening at church. But when there was a lull, I grew more and more depressed, borderline tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I moved into the room of the service. For ten minutes, I listened to two songs - "Whispers in the Dark" and "I'll Be With You." And taking their meanings to heart and letting the message sink in all over again: God is with us, no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I had Hannah (thank you so much)... I have to give her credit, she helped me through the morning, too. I'm thankful for her right about now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yeah. Hoping this is untrue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-4588673531076522105?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/4588673531076522105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=4588673531076522105&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4588673531076522105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4588673531076522105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/um.html' title='Um...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-3405188367190704248</id><published>2009-03-06T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T05:45:33.398-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>JOIN DA TRIBE</title><content type='html'>Hai!&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;The admin of JfH himself (John DiBiase) went to see the Join the Tribe tour! Now we have photos of awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnXes-KzI/AAAAAAAAApw/Jj4YaqGT6nE/s1600-h/actofgod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnXes-KzI/AAAAAAAAApw/Jj4YaqGT6nE/s320/actofgod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310068719978687282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the sentence, "Your uncle dies, that's an act of God" comes back to haunt Peter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnJy9XL3I/AAAAAAAAApI/7T2vSI0DZQw/s1600-h/flippin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnJy9XL3I/AAAAAAAAApI/7T2vSI0DZQw/s320/flippin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310068484897976178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I'm rich! I'm rich in drumstick skills!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnJ2cuubI/AAAAAAAAApQ/XvbydtTYdKM/s1600-h/idunno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnJ2cuubI/AAAAAAAAApQ/XvbydtTYdKM/s320/idunno.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310068485834848690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I dunno, I dunno, I dunno... Jody, do you know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnKBjIGxI/AAAAAAAAApY/sWRQ0lDdnDk/s1600-h/icecream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnKBjIGxI/AAAAAAAAApY/sWRQ0lDdnDk/s320/icecream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310068488814467858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Now everyone, calm down. There should be more music as soon as the hurricane passes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnKXv8RgI/AAAAAAAAApg/cG4IjMM8O4c/s1600-h/rabies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnKXv8RgI/AAAAAAAAApg/cG4IjMM8O4c/s320/rabies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310068494773798402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone head for the hills! Peter's contracted rabies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnKsZP5JI/AAAAAAAAApo/jsqs2CuA8ik/s1600-h/teaching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnKsZP5JI/AAAAAAAAApo/jsqs2CuA8ik/s320/teaching.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310068500315759762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Jody, you're too early! Wait until Duncan kicks in!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnXlQ4jnI/AAAAAAAAAp4/LIzWFKBecKk/s1600-h/bigmouth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnXlQ4jnI/AAAAAAAAAp4/LIzWFKBecKk/s320/bigmouth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310068721739927154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Hey! You! Where's my meat pie?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnXkAb1sI/AAAAAAAAAqA/hKr0bvAYt2g/s1600-h/coolhaih.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnXkAb1sI/AAAAAAAAAqA/hKr0bvAYt2g/s320/coolhaih.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310068721402500802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dude... Jody's hair ... it looks... amazing... it looks the best I've ever seen it... *tries not to drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-3405188367190704248?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/3405188367190704248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=3405188367190704248&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3405188367190704248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3405188367190704248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/join-da-tribe.html' title='JOIN DA TRIBE'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SbEnXes-KzI/AAAAAAAAApw/Jj4YaqGT6nE/s72-c/actofgod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-3047157074441506741</id><published>2009-03-05T05:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T05:56:32.792-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is... out to get me now.&lt;br /&gt;Well... my sister has a high fever... not good... Usually, she gets biennial (at the very least) 101 F fevers, but this one spiked to about 104 F this morning... last time it spiked around this high, she had a seizure. But that was years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dunno what's gonna happen to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hannah and I had a bit of a misunderstanding last night... I was so sure we were done. But I'm glad it's all good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough sadness for one blog post... I need something to cheer meh up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZBymGyTI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nDIPSzpJ0NM/s1600-h/copyin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZBymGyTI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nDIPSzpJ0NM/s320/copyin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309701110477801778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZDI93SWI/AAAAAAAAAoo/4gcoSiBGzXk/s1600-h/BIGOLPINKELEPHANT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZDI93SWI/AAAAAAAAAoo/4gcoSiBGzXk/s320/BIGOLPINKELEPHANT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309701133662898530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sure y'all can guess what this references. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZC6HCGJI/AAAAAAAAAog/Pnhd32kpAPE/s1600-h/evilplan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZC6HCGJI/AAAAAAAAAog/Pnhd32kpAPE/s320/evilplan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309701129674823826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZCpzx3wI/AAAAAAAAAoY/P7KihxKOtEs/s1600-h/happybukkit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZCpzx3wI/AAAAAAAAAoY/P7KihxKOtEs/s320/happybukkit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309701125299101442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZCMbOEKI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/IsdeWT7kUjI/s1600-h/FORCEFIELD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZCMbOEKI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/IsdeWT7kUjI/s320/FORCEFIELD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309701117411463330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZsusaV8I/AAAAAAAAAow/CAUn-kzSeOM/s1600-h/chocolate.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZsusaV8I/AAAAAAAAAow/CAUn-kzSeOM/s320/chocolate.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309701848164882370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZtGSPFDI/AAAAAAAAAo4/6gocRbInRO8/s1600-h/rememberdiet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZtGSPFDI/AAAAAAAAAo4/6gocRbInRO8/s320/rememberdiet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309701854497543218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZtfcjWqI/AAAAAAAAApA/u6YCfHqeuUM/s1600-h/spoonful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZtfcjWqI/AAAAAAAAApA/u6YCfHqeuUM/s320/spoonful.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309701861251701410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-3047157074441506741?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/3047157074441506741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=3047157074441506741&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3047157074441506741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3047157074441506741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/bleh.html' title='Bleh'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa_ZBymGyTI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nDIPSzpJ0NM/s72-c/copyin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-377706973615624121</id><published>2009-03-04T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T05:24:31.964-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Force 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Gotta Love Eventful Mornings</title><content type='html'>Oh, hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an eventful morning! Don'tcha just love those? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... first of all, we had yet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;another &lt;/span&gt;accident here in the accident capital of North Carolina. And this one was... pretty bad, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa5_z1Nnz0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/zmRz7qLfXcs/s1600-h/WHOOPS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa5_z1Nnz0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/zmRz7qLfXcs/s320/WHOOPS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309321539150663490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See what I mean?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The freakin' car's on its freakin' side!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it weren't for the bus' windshield wiper, you'd be able to see the other car involved... not as badly beaten up as the one on its side.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno the current status on 'em. We're thinking the sideways wonder is... totaled. We heard the dude inside was okay, but stuck inside. Hope he got out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something else happened. Something much more... exciting, but less eventful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to Kountry Gentlemen while I was alone on the bus this morning (this was at least an hour and a half after the accident)... and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I went CRAZY&lt;/span&gt;... my feet went &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was having a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; BLAST.&lt;/span&gt; I made it hot in that place! Too bad no one else was there. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-377706973615624121?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/377706973615624121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=377706973615624121&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/377706973615624121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/377706973615624121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/gotta-love-eventful-mornings.html' title='Gotta Love Eventful Mornings'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Sa5_z1Nnz0I/AAAAAAAAAoA/zmRz7qLfXcs/s72-c/WHOOPS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-1888218888160330377</id><published>2009-03-03T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:15:00.356-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duncan'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DUNCAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;A WARNING TO MY REGULAR BLOG VIEWERS... this isn't a normal blog post... this is directly addressing DUNCAN.&lt;br /&gt;It's his birthday, I want it to be special.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and have a nice day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR DUNCAN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old are you now? 24? ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe I speak for all of us when I say we're really loving your decision to reconnect with us! And if not, oh well! I still think what you're doing is great. Please don't stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unless we get too psycho for your taste, then by all means.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But seriously, thank you. I don't think very many other bands would have any one of their members go this far to connect with fans. We knew the nb was a special group. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway... I did make you a little something... this is something I do in my spare time, and while it isn't much, I thought, "Why not?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SaybJ5I4bAI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YkfWhZHq5Ok/s1600-h/DUNNYBIRTHDAYGIFT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SaybJ5I4bAI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YkfWhZHq5Ok/s320/DUNNYBIRTHDAYGIFT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308788655022173186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, it's not much.&lt;br /&gt;And really, I wanted to add another gift onto that, but... why not? The simple things - strange or relatively normal - seem to touch the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone else, too. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-1888218888160330377?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/1888218888160330377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=1888218888160330377&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1888218888160330377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1888218888160330377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-duncan.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DUNCAN!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SaybJ5I4bAI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YkfWhZHq5Ok/s72-c/DUNNYBIRTHDAYGIFT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-3377952312939726627</id><published>2009-03-02T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T04:43:21.997-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duncan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitargirl'/><title type='text'>O.o</title><content type='html'>DUNCAN'S BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH&lt;div&gt;GUITARGIRL'S BIRTHDAY WAS YESTERDAY, YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish I had something good for her. :( I'm so bad. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing about today - WE'S ON TWO HOUR DELAY, WHOOOOOOOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that means-eth that we go to school two hours later than we usually do. But it ends at the normal time. &gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a cool pre-Dunny's birthday present THAT was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were supposed to get snow agin. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no snow. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I needs something to cheer meh up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SavTV6jgq9I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/BFQNMTP_Pzs/s1600-h/clearance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SavTV6jgq9I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/BFQNMTP_Pzs/s320/clearance.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308568959235173330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow... DARN YOU, RECESSION! DARN YOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SavTWFv1jBI/AAAAAAAAAnY/-u9YTzCepBQ/s1600-h/severedrought.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SavTWFv1jBI/AAAAAAAAAnY/-u9YTzCepBQ/s320/severedrought.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308568962239663122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, you're in "severe drought" alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SavT9TRyddI/AAAAAAAAAno/8hdMTLz0irw/s1600-h/failroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SavT9TRyddI/AAAAAAAAAno/8hdMTLz0irw/s320/failroom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308569635886626258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE FAIL ROOM! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SavT9U54-qI/AAAAAAAAAnw/AGLsKPKBpA8/s1600-h/firefire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SavT9U54-qI/AAAAAAAAAnw/AGLsKPKBpA8/s320/firefire.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308569636323261090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, I'd say that's kinda bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-3377952312939726627?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/3377952312939726627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=3377952312939726627&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3377952312939726627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3377952312939726627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/03/oo.html' title='O.o'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SavTV6jgq9I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/BFQNMTP_Pzs/s72-c/clearance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-6611570757071412653</id><published>2009-02-28T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T17:51:55.691-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duncan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Force 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Dance or Die</title><content type='html'>OH, YES!&lt;div&gt;I'm totally excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SanoCVcPiRI/AAAAAAAAAm4/m1xfVe0JARc/s1600-h/FF5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SanoCVcPiRI/AAAAAAAAAm4/m1xfVe0JARc/s320/FF5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308028762645825810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah sent me more stuff!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hat on my head? That's my new Rapture Ruckus cap (the bill is signed!), and the open, signed album cover is the one to Dance or Die... yes, the Family Force 5 album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hear guitargirl groaning now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also got the other FF5 album, Business Up Front/Party In The Back... Diamond Edition. :D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention a couple Audio Adrenaline CDs, a Rapture Ruckus CD/DVD... and a signed Kutless shirt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, it was worth the wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I know you have at least one question on your mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Who is Rapture Ruckus?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hannah hasn't told you (the ones whom she's friends with to)? For shame! RR is a kewl group! They're NZ-based (obviously), and I think us in the States might like 'em! And yes, even people like Skittles, who don't neccesarily live in the US.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should listen sometime. There are youtube videos of 'em! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the title track on Dance or Die stuck in my head. It's really catchy and fun to listen to! And the lyrics are cool, funny... yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the bridge, I love. Part of it goes a little like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.nliven.com/fb/getflair/pf_img/aeef05faea5b96b1cfa6ced7ef8ecd3a7432d91f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://images.nliven.com/fb/getflair/pf_img/aeef05faea5b96b1cfa6ced7ef8ecd3a7432d91f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whoo! OH, YES!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now... I leave you with this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SanoCWUZ1zI/AAAAAAAAAnA/PYZr88jrDmw/s1600-h/thankyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SanoCWUZ1zI/AAAAAAAAAnA/PYZr88jrDmw/s320/thankyou.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308028762881382194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-6611570757071412653?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/6611570757071412653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=6611570757071412653&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/6611570757071412653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/6611570757071412653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/dance-or-die.html' title='Dance or Die'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SanoCVcPiRI/AAAAAAAAAm4/m1xfVe0JARc/s72-c/FF5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-8019788260183059166</id><published>2009-02-26T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T05:44:39.574-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duncan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>OH HAI</title><content type='html'>Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got a gift for Dunny's 24th bday. :D&lt;br /&gt;And no, I'm not showing you. Wait until next Tuesday. ;) It's not as good as what I did for Peter, but it's something. Hope he likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do... what to do... *thinkthink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Saft_wvYXdI/AAAAAAAAAmg/rR8RKpKanb0/s1600-h/cabbage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Saft_wvYXdI/AAAAAAAAAmg/rR8RKpKanb0/s320/cabbage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307472365550591442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Saft_1TwGhI/AAAAAAAAAmo/lN5jfmPGOXM/s1600-h/noticket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Saft_1TwGhI/AAAAAAAAAmo/lN5jfmPGOXM/s320/noticket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307472366776883730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Saft_-iKxlI/AAAAAAAAAmw/yAukia3n9SY/s1600-h/ripoff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Saft_-iKxlI/AAAAAAAAAmw/yAukia3n9SY/s320/ripoff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307472369253271122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-8019788260183059166?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/8019788260183059166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=8019788260183059166&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8019788260183059166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8019788260183059166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-hai.html' title='OH HAI'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/Saft_wvYXdI/AAAAAAAAAmg/rR8RKpKanb0/s72-c/cabbage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-7895542335505749589</id><published>2009-02-25T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:39:41.973-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duncan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>THE YELLOW ONE IS THE SUN!</title><content type='html'>Oh, hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not goin' to school until later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whai?&lt;br /&gt;Because of dentistry, that's why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the title is random. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUNCAN'S BIRTHDAY IS ONE WEEK AWAY GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!&lt;br /&gt;I still have to come up with something cool for him... why must I be GIMP-deficit now?! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blueyboredom.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-be-peters-birthday.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think anything will top that awesome thing I wrote for Peter for his birthday&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;a href="http://blueyboredom.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-be-peters-birthday.html"&gt;now I just need to get Duncan to show it to him... :P :P&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOTH ANYONE HAVE ANY IDEAS OF WHAT TO GIVE HIM FOR HIS BDAY?!&lt;br /&gt;HE'S TURNING 24! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-7895542335505749589?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/7895542335505749589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=7895542335505749589&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7895542335505749589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7895542335505749589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/yellow-one-is-sun.html' title='THE YELLOW ONE IS THE SUN!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-1247971775260163339</id><published>2009-02-23T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T06:03:16.739-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>GOOD... and bad</title><content type='html'>Oh, hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday started out so good... and ended so bad(ly)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning, I went to church. :) But... I didn't attend a church service. How did I do this? I simply stayed in one place for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beeeest&lt;/span&gt; hour of mah life. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret it... and I don't think I'll forget it, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downside was, I didn't know when to go out to the car... when the actual service(s) ended... yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, when I got home from youth group last night, I went on this website I had really only been on once before... and suddenly, this message pops up about a malware attack. &gt;:( At first, I thought it was nothing and dismissed it.&lt;br /&gt;Then, a different popup comes, essentially saying I can't leave the page (the threat of "unless you want your PC to crash" tends to unnerve me. :P)... and when I click "cancel," immediately, this thing comes up... to install "antivirus." &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmph. Well, I went to Hannah (who was already chatting with me at this point) about it... after a few minutes, she called me and I effectively closed Firefox without having my PC crash. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after a few minutes of the runaround (closing an invisible firefox window... firefox is stupid that way, taking forever to realize it's closed), I opened up Firefox again and closed all the pesky windows that said miscellanous things, mainly relating to computer health... 41 infections or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm kinda nervous about turning on my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loaned&lt;/span&gt; laptop tonight... is it really infected with 41 viruses and the like?&lt;br /&gt;Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-1247971775260163339?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/1247971775260163339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=1247971775260163339&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1247971775260163339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1247971775260163339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-and-bad.html' title='GOOD... and bad'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-5094664983002318525</id><published>2009-02-21T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:04:37.161-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phika'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Random Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fq5RiPlUcIo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&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/Fq5RiPlUcIo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my good gosh, it's a video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've never heard of B. Reith?&lt;br /&gt;DUDE!&lt;br /&gt;You've seriously missed out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Reith can flow! AND SING! XD&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda like a mix between KJ-52 (the mispronouncing name and mistaken for Ashton Kutcher thing) and tobyMac (rapping and singing)... and then again, it kinda isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sense?&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want Go On. That's the name of the song in that video up there, in case you didn't realize. :)&lt;br /&gt;Skittles bought it, but she can't send it to me. *sadness and anger and withdrawal*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-5094664983002318525?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/5094664983002318525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=5094664983002318525&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5094664983002318525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5094664983002318525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-stuff.html' title='Random Stuff'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-4019683516538513752</id><published>2009-02-18T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T15:50:19.141-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Owan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duncan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><title type='text'>GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;**NOTE: This blog post brought to you by Safari Internet Browser: the Windows' User's Key To The World of Macintosh!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dunny replied again! Dunny replied again! I'm sorry, but I am SO STINKIN' HAPPEH RIGHT NOW!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;font-family:'Lucida Grande';" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Whow...you guys are crazy. A lot of infomation. I might have to visit again to find stuffout about myself..hahaha..just kidding"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:'Lucida Grande';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He likes us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really, really&lt;/span&gt; likes us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least, that's how I interpret that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duncan rocks. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still need to tell him that netsirK and I will be wanting to go on his next fishing trip. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ahem* switching gears here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owan twittered somefin' funny, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;font-family:'Lucida Grande';" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"'If you don't like the name Skillet: 1. Shut up, 2. Me neither, 3. Buy the album anyways.' -- John Cooper."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;font-family:'Lucida Grande';" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;font-family:'Lucida Grande';" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"'Repeat after me: AND DON'T STEAL THE ALBUM OFF THE INTERNET IF YOU WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN.' -- John Cooper."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:'Lucida Grande';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHOO! Twittah fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is good. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-4019683516538513752?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4019683516538513752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/4019683516538513752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.html' title='GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-1385559609008100619</id><published>2009-02-18T05:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T05:34:19.505-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phika'/><title type='text'>Taggeh</title><content type='html'>Dang, I'm doing a lot of taggehs. Oh, well. The more, the merrier. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Names I go by:&lt;br /&gt;1. Scarlett&lt;br /&gt;2. Blueh&lt;br /&gt;3. Scarlie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Jobs I have had in my life:&lt;br /&gt;1. Not a Freshman. XD&lt;br /&gt;2. Trashcan taxi. XD&lt;br /&gt;3. Brain Location Service. XD XD Here is my truck!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZwMBIhe8ZI/AAAAAAAAAmY/XldI8JYIfso/s1600-h/BLS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZwMBIhe8ZI/AAAAAAAAAmY/XldI8JYIfso/s320/BLS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304127674742927762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Places I have lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. North Carolina&lt;br /&gt;2. ...&lt;br /&gt;3. Sparta. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three TV Shows that I watch:&lt;br /&gt;1. MONK. :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Faith and Fame&lt;br /&gt;3. Mythbusters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I am good at:&lt;br /&gt;1. Writin'&lt;br /&gt;2. Singin'&lt;br /&gt;3. Drawin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three places I have gone on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;1. Florida&lt;br /&gt;2. South Carolina&lt;br /&gt;3. Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;I hasn't gone too far. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three places I WANT to go on vacation to:&lt;br /&gt;1. AUSTRALIA!&lt;br /&gt;2. KIWILAND!&lt;br /&gt;3. ISRAEL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three cars I have leased/owned:&lt;br /&gt;1. ...&lt;br /&gt;2. ...&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Honda_CR-X_del_Sol"&gt;Honda Civic del Sol&lt;/a&gt;... it needs a front. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three people that chat with me regularly:&lt;br /&gt;1. Hannah&lt;br /&gt;2. Skittles&lt;br /&gt;3. netsirK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of my favorite foods:&lt;br /&gt;1. Pizza&lt;br /&gt;2. TACO&lt;br /&gt;3. Chikin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of my favorite movies:&lt;br /&gt;1. DUTBT :D&lt;br /&gt;2. ONIP&lt;br /&gt;3. HWAG.&lt;br /&gt;XD So nb infested... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I am looking forward to (short-term):&lt;br /&gt;1. This afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;2. Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;3. 62!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things I am looking forward to (long-term):&lt;br /&gt;1. Going to Kiwiland. :D&lt;br /&gt;2. School ending.&lt;br /&gt;3. My driver's test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things in my purse/wallet/bag right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. Uh&lt;br /&gt;2. Uhh&lt;br /&gt;3. Uhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three websites I frequent daily:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bloggyland&lt;br /&gt;2. Facebook&lt;br /&gt;3. Twittahland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three places I love to shop:&lt;br /&gt;1. ...&lt;br /&gt;2. ...&lt;br /&gt;3. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of my favorite drinks:&lt;br /&gt;1. MOUNTAIN DEW&lt;br /&gt;2. Water&lt;br /&gt;3. Uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I just can't stand:&lt;br /&gt;1. Smokin'&lt;br /&gt;2. Cursin'&lt;br /&gt;3. Uckeh days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I am wearing right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. Hoodie!&lt;br /&gt;2. shoes&lt;br /&gt;3. uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I have struggled with in the last year:&lt;br /&gt;1. 2008.&lt;br /&gt;2. youth group&lt;br /&gt;3. hard questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three ways I like to spend my free time:&lt;br /&gt;1. Chattin'&lt;br /&gt;2. Singin'&lt;br /&gt;3. Writin' out thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I have always wanted to do (and have NOT done just yet):&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEET PETER ANDREW FURLER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to Aussie and Kiwiland&lt;br /&gt;3. Hang out with the nb. ONE day, at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go.&lt;br /&gt;Go do!&lt;br /&gt;If you want to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-1385559609008100619?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/1385559609008100619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=1385559609008100619&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1385559609008100619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/1385559609008100619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/taggeh.html' title='Taggeh'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZwMBIhe8ZI/AAAAAAAAAmY/XldI8JYIfso/s72-c/BLS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-77221705173407966</id><published>2009-02-16T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:16:45.601-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duncan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>25 Random Things</title><content type='html'>Hai. I'm gonna do that 25 random things about me tag. It's optional, so if you want to do it, I'm not gonna stop you, nor make you.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, most of these are for Duncan's eyes (he knows much less about me than you guys do. ;]), so most of them are gonna be things I've said to most of you before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was born on September 9, 1994, making Peter Furler exactly 28 years and one day older than me. And Going Public (and therefore, the original Shine) approximately 45 days older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have two dogs, four cats, two birds, a pondful of goldfish, eight chickens and two goats. We had a baby chick with a messed-up leg, too. But the poor thing died. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A couple years back, I taught myself to whistle -- at long last -- and have been abusing that ability ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My vocals are a work in progress -- roughly eight years in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Most girls are better at texting than typing at a computer -- I am the exact opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Most of my abilites, I developed at the age of three. A few examples are computer usage and reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. From my years as an obsessive newsboys fan, I have become a nb encyclopedia... and have collected a massive amount of merchandise -- I'm pretty sure I have more collectible nb stuff than actual albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am known to be multitalented -- singing, writing, drawing, you name it. But I don't really think that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I tend to be a perfectionist, to the point of being obsessive-compulsive -- sure, I'm messy, but things &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to be straight. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I've said it once, and I shall say it for all eternity -- I am a spoiled brat, and not proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I love my youth group, but I still have the nagging feeling that they don't want me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I have been diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder. :P Therefore, I'm painfully shy, socially awkward, obsessive-compulsive and I lack control of emotions at times. There are things I'd love to do, but can't because of the following things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I have been to three newsboys concerts, with each being memorable in their own way. Can't wait for the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I always thought I became a newsboys fan for no very good reason whatsoever. See &lt;a href="http://blueyboredom.blogspot.com/2009/02/faith-and-fame.html"&gt;Faith and Fame.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. My musical taste is vast -- from metal (aka Demon Hunter), to soft gospel (aka the late Rich Mullins), and everything inbetween... Christian music only, too. I even like the cheesy stuff (aka the first nb albums and Skillet's debut album) -- don't really know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Along the lines of obsessive-compulsive, I tend to be very particular about spelling... and grammar, at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Most kids with ASD (autism spectrum) tend to take things literally and not realize it -- but I like to joke around that way. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I've had very bad experiences with former friends -- as a result, I work very hard to keep friendships I have. I've drifted apart from too many friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If I get really bored, I caption newsboys photos -- they tend to be a hit. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I enjoy the evening and nighttime... I don't know, it's just really soothing, especially when there's a full moon out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I love animals... especially dogs and similar canines. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Along with numbers 21 and 1, I have a LOT in common with Peter... it's always fun to see just how much we have in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Just as I was born on September 9, I nearly died that day, too. Umbilical cord wrapped around my neck = not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Being that I've lived near the beach all my life, I LOVE water -- I readily run out and dance in a downpour of rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. And I can't think of anymore. Woohoo for short-term memory loss! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ya go. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-77221705173407966?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/77221705173407966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=77221705173407966&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/77221705173407966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/77221705173407966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-things.html' title='25 Random Things'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-3796109386801340574</id><published>2009-02-15T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:30:01.075-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>RANDOM TAG</title><content type='html'>I found a cool tag done by a friend on FB (Nikki. ;) )&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, I like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;Lettuce begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;vailable: Huh??&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ge: 14&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nnoyance: My family, at times&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nimal: DOGGIES!!!!!!! *copies Nikki's answer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;eer: Ew&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;irthday: September 9 (JOY)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;ody Part on opposite: Okay, what?!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;est feeling in the world: Knowing that God loves you and feeling His peace. *copies Nikki's answer*&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;lind or Deaf: Neither. Well, I’m deaf when I have my iPod in. XD *copies Nikki's answer*&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;est weather: 55, breezy... evening... full moon... Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;een in Love: Well... no...&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;een on stage: Twice.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;elieve in Magic: Magic as in God's Power. :)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;elieve in Santa: Inflatable Santa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;andy: CHOCOLATE&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;olor: black&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hocolate/Vanilla: CHOCOLATE&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;ake or pie: Mostly cake... mm, key lime... XD&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;ountry to visit: Aussie, New Zealand...&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;heese: Americaaan! And mozzarella's good, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;ay or Night: Both, but I much prefer night. I dunno, I feel God more at night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;yes: Depends -- between blue and green&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;veryone's Got: A water buffalo *copies Nikki's answer*&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ver failed a class: Nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;irst Thoughts Waking Up: Gotta get to the car, gotta hear "Good Morning..."&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;ood: Ehhh, I'm kinda picky. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;reatest Fear: Umm... Spiritual death&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;oals: Live up to Skillet's "My Obsession"&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;um: Ew, no thanks&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;et along with your parents?: Fairly well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;air Color: Red!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;eight: 5'5, I think.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;appy: To be... living.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;oliday: Christmas&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ow do you want to die? Knowing for sure I'm a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;ce Cream: Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;nstrument: Guitar, drums... oh, you mean instruments I play?? Then vocals. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ewelry: My anklet... and my Daily I Praise God wristband.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ob: student. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;ids: :)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;ickboxing or Karate: *no comment*&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;eep a journal?: Kinda sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ove: Jesus... the nb... mah friends...&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;etter: 62! Kidding&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;aughed so hard you cried: I laugh too hard to be able to cry. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ilk flavor: Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ovies: Down Under the Big Top (sorry, Duncan)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;otion sickness?: Virtually nonexistent. :)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;cD’s or BK?: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;umber: 4. Don't ask why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ne wish: ... I'll get back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;erfect Pizza: Pepperoni with chiiiiives. :)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;epsi/Coke: Water or MD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uail: To eat, no. As a pet, yesss. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eason to cry: Any. At least for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eality T.V.: Meh...&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;adio Station: KLOVE! :D&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;oll your tongue in a circle: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ing size: O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ong: I like lots of songs. *copies Nikki's answer*&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;hoe size: 7 or 8...&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; S&lt;/span&gt;alad dressing: No thanks...&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ushi: Ew&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;lept outside: Ooh, great idea.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;moked?: Ew.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ing well?: Yup! It's recently got a lot better since I went caroling with my youth group last Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;trawberries/Blueberries: neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;attoos?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ime for bed: Anytime.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;hunderstorms: Make my house rumble... but the rain is great. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;npredictable: Life... and God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;acation spot: anywhere wet and warm. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;eakness: Quite a few.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;hich one of your friends acts the most like you: Hannah. hands down.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ho makes you laugh the most: Katie, Kristen and Jayde.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;anted to be a model: Naah.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;here do we go when we die?: …&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;orst Weather?: Hot, humid days... and freakishly cold days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;-Rays: Teeth and foot.&lt;br /&gt;- E&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;'s: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ear it is now: 2009&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ellow: Not typically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;oo animal: Wow, when was the last time I was at a zoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LAST PERSON WHO…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Talked to in person?: Mom&lt;br /&gt;2. You went to the mall with?: don't remember&lt;br /&gt;3. You went to dinner with?: My family&lt;br /&gt;4. You talked to on the phone?: Uhhh, my grandmother&lt;br /&gt;5. Made you laugh?: Katie... I think...&lt;br /&gt;6. Hugged you?: Rusty.&lt;br /&gt;7. Said they loved you?: Hannah&lt;br /&gt;8. Held your hand?: ? ...&lt;br /&gt;9. You cried over?: Duncan. Don't ask why.&lt;br /&gt;10. Watched a movie with: ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2232/147/5/1325566776/n1325566776_30148337_7664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 401px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2232/147/5/1325566776/n1325566776_30148337_7664.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Darnit! I broke my drum!" *sneeze*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-3796109386801340574?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/3796109386801340574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=3796109386801340574&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3796109386801340574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/3796109386801340574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-tag.html' title='RANDOM TAG'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-187351958611812231</id><published>2009-02-14T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:39:24.135-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duncan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>More Random Posting!</title><content type='html'>"Hey, Pete, what's that??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZdV6u9_K6I/AAAAAAAAAmI/6v5kFzWew70/s1600-h/rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZdV6u9_K6I/AAAAAAAAAmI/6v5kFzWew70/s320/rock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302801553780845474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Duncan... .... that's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rock&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-187351958611812231?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/187351958611812231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=187351958611812231&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/187351958611812231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/187351958611812231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-random-posting.html' title='More Random Posting!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZdV6u9_K6I/AAAAAAAAAmI/6v5kFzWew70/s72-c/rock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-9167313558542543005</id><published>2009-02-14T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:21:50.615-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Something or Other</title><content type='html'>Hai. I don't exactly have too much to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Valentine's Day! Like I care about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I have this fun flair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/7/c/e/1/7ce180c3257eb58f4718ce55de72323d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://sf.cdn.723studios.com/user/7/c/e/1/7ce180c3257eb58f4718ce55de72323d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! It's true!&lt;br /&gt;Tetris created the periodic table! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who here loves Tetris?! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-9167313558542543005?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/9167313558542543005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=9167313558542543005&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/9167313558542543005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/9167313558542543005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-or-other.html' title='Something or Other'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-5475997828366893069</id><published>2009-02-13T06:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T06:40:35.230-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Friday the 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZWFSXGPUYI/AAAAAAAAAmA/l11D9dTPuTg/s1600-h/TiredJeff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZWFSXGPUYI/AAAAAAAAAmA/l11D9dTPuTg/s320/TiredJeff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302290686782951810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but it's true.&lt;br /&gt;Especially today -- I feel really Friday 13ish. Like I'm sick to my stomach with nervousness; much like Peter after John left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are happening today. Things I don't like. Therefore, I am nerrrvous. Extremely nervous. I hate shy. Shyness is of no use to me! It is of no use to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather not go through today, but I have to. The bad terribly outnumbers the good here; I mean, the only good thing out of today is a Skillet CD! Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd say this... but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE FRIDAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-5475997828366893069?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/5475997828366893069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=5475997828366893069&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5475997828366893069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/5475997828366893069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-13.html' title='Friday the 13'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZWFSXGPUYI/AAAAAAAAAmA/l11D9dTPuTg/s72-c/TiredJeff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-7505352886194415143</id><published>2009-02-12T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T06:44:16.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duncan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>DUNCAN!</title><content type='html'>Haaai.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slight&lt;/span&gt; renovations to my blog. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZQ0V-7SSzI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Wfl5FWxBy34/s1600-h/grunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZQ0V-7SSzI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Wfl5FWxBy34/s320/grunt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301920213595474738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS IS WHY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found Duncan. WE FOUND DUNCAN! Now I am happy. Peter might get a chance to see that little poem I made for his birthday yet. :D&lt;br /&gt;This might totally make up for the fact that we might not go on the KLOVE music cruise. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;I miss the nb. But it's a good thing they've never come to Wilmington. Driving here is a nightmare. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something else... slightly different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the men of my church went to a men-only conference two weekends ago called Men At The Cross.&lt;br /&gt;Guess who was there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZQ1J0YT87I/AAAAAAAAAl4/ih3N0bRIv68/s1600-h/Crazeh+Phil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZQ1J0YT87I/AAAAAAAAAl4/ih3N0bRIv68/s320/Crazeh+Phil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301921104117625778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS MAN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part? Our youth group LOVES him now. :D&lt;br /&gt;And what's more, we're planning on having our very own music festival, called AmpedFest. We're wanting to drag Phil in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness abounds.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this happiness lasts. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And PS -- thanks for the comment spamming! 10 objections! Makes me happier. :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPAMMING IS ENCOURAGED, AND COOPERATION IS NOT EXPECTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-7505352886194415143?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/7505352886194415143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=7505352886194415143&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7505352886194415143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7505352886194415143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/duncan.html' title='DUNCAN!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZQ0V-7SSzI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Wfl5FWxBy34/s72-c/grunt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-6269675101530907224</id><published>2009-02-11T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T06:09:28.026-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Boredom Strikes Agaiiiiin</title><content type='html'>Hai, all.&lt;br /&gt;Since I lack a blogging subject... I shall pull out some more Front Row Live shots and entertain you that way.&lt;br /&gt;And I must ask that the commenting slump stop. I'm sorry, but one or two comments drives me crazy. I will start spamming YOUR blog comments if you don't comment this time around!!! &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLZ5dksdCI/AAAAAAAAAk4/3eE74VS_Ajo/s1600-h/thinkingthingsover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLZ5dksdCI/AAAAAAAAAk4/3eE74VS_Ajo/s320/thinkingthingsover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301539292582802466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thinking things over/you really make me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter life imitating Phil art. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLZ5Yu3WZI/AAAAAAAAAlA/gSLRPhc8YhI/s1600-h/mysteriousecondhead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLZ5Yu3WZI/AAAAAAAAAlA/gSLRPhc8YhI/s320/mysteriousecondhead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301539291283282322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is it me, or is Peter growing a Jeff head? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLZ5iRTuZI/AAAAAAAAAlI/nYglE1ztOzI/s1600-h/onehappyPete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLZ5iRTuZI/AAAAAAAAAlI/nYglE1ztOzI/s320/onehappyPete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301539293843667346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the face of a man hyped on Red Bull. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLZ5zBIXTI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/dgCCgBv_x7k/s1600-h/newpenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLZ5zBIXTI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/dgCCgBv_x7k/s320/newpenny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301539298339216690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BEHOLD! This is the face of our future pennies. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLZ5_d25WI/AAAAAAAAAlY/EZKao7AR1RU/s1600-h/sleepydrummers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLZ5_d25WI/AAAAAAAAAlY/EZKao7AR1RU/s320/sleepydrummers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301539301680932194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bring in the defibrillator! We have two tired drummers here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLbPJififI/AAAAAAAAAlg/KlZG-Matrq8/s1600-h/squint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLbPJififI/AAAAAAAAAlg/KlZG-Matrq8/s320/squint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301540764673608178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paul will NOT accept defeat! Don't go to sleep on us, too, Paul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLbPYn9tKI/AAAAAAAAAlo/d_N_H1ExRtU/s1600-h/shout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLbPYn9tKI/AAAAAAAAAlo/d_N_H1ExRtU/s320/shout.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301540768723088546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peter's trying to escape! Get back here, you, before we pour all your Red Bull down your sink. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*extended drum solo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-6269675101530907224?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/6269675101530907224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=6269675101530907224&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/6269675101530907224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/6269675101530907224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/boredom-strikes-agaiiiiin.html' title='Boredom Strikes Agaiiiiin'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZLZ5dksdCI/AAAAAAAAAk4/3eE74VS_Ajo/s72-c/thinkingthingsover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-7092559348165573652</id><published>2009-02-10T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T05:31:29.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='netsirK'/><title type='text'>netsirK!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today be her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad she not here to revel. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;STILL WE CELEBRATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR NETSIRK!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZF_chJQcLI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/THQo7HDPgHE/s1600-h/hai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZF_chJQcLI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/THQo7HDPgHE/s320/hai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301158364302045362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TO YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many exclaimation marks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZF_cveTQtI/AAAAAAAAAkY/E0_I6t4MZIw/s1600-h/LeaningTowerofPaul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZF_cveTQtI/AAAAAAAAAkY/E0_I6t4MZIw/s320/LeaningTowerofPaul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301158368148406994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, look. Paul even came by to say Happy Birthday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZF_96QhjWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/iPljzOsr7DY/s1600-h/gasp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZF_96QhjWI/AAAAAAAAAkg/iPljzOsr7DY/s320/gasp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301158937979096418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He can't believe you're not here!! He wants you here. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZGATdNL6CI/AAAAAAAAAko/QPd7537wbmM/s1600-h/learning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZGATdNL6CI/AAAAAAAAAko/QPd7537wbmM/s320/learning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301159308137588770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's trying to go on with the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he can't!&lt;br /&gt;He can't, I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZGAoNKRGuI/AAAAAAAAAkw/zOvcbvKt7Kc/s1600-h/morestare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZGAoNKRGuI/AAAAAAAAAkw/zOvcbvKt7Kc/s320/morestare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301159664607632098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's resorted to looking in the audience for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he finds you! Go, Paul! Search like you've never searched before!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish 'im luck! In other words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMENT! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-7092559348165573652?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/7092559348165573652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=7092559348165573652&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7092559348165573652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7092559348165573652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/netsirk.html' title='netsirK!!!!!!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZF_chJQcLI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/THQo7HDPgHE/s72-c/hai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-8917897713063163317</id><published>2009-02-09T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T06:11:56.673-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pic'/><title type='text'>MY PANTS!</title><content type='html'>Alright, I have answers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Velveteen - Jody Davis. My goodness, poor Skittles needs to be humored with Jody's amazin' vocals. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Feeling - Kutless. Hahahahahahahahaa, no one got this. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Stay Strong - nb. Of course. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Somebody's Watchin' - tMac. Poor Owan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Breathe (Benediction) - nb. I made this way too easy. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZAukG8SZOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Yq6n6EfSm-8/s1600-h/bigbrotherPete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZAukG8SZOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Yq6n6EfSm-8/s320/bigbrotherPete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300787959288718562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No matter where Paul is, Peter is ALWAYS watching him (sorry about the photo quality :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Yours to Hold - Skeelet. I think this was too easy, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Giving It Over - nb. And of course y'all would guess this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Wire - Third Day. Guitargirl, you are good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Good Morning - Phil Joel. Darnit, y'all are good. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Right Here - Jeremy Camp. Guitargirl always gets what the others can't. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZAvxc9DdkI/AAAAAAAAAjY/tcNcYBTq4_0/s1600-h/bigfoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZAvxc9DdkI/AAAAAAAAAjY/tcNcYBTq4_0/s320/bigfoot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300789288047441474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ohmigosh... I can't believe it... Peter is Bigfoot... O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Shine - nb. This was the HWAG version. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; of you guessed Shine 2000. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The Slam - tMac. Another easy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The Man You Want Me To Be - Phil Joel. Dang, Guitargirl, you are good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Liquid - Jars of Clay. Skittles got it right! :) Nice guess there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Real Good Thing - nb. Another freebie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZAw5uOzaPI/AAAAAAAAAjg/S-hmU_fGD5U/s1600-h/wave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZAw5uOzaPI/AAAAAAAAAjg/S-hmU_fGD5U/s320/wave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300790529635870962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peter teaching fans how to wave. XD Silly fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Whatever She Wants - Jars of Clay. My goodness, no one got this one, not even Guitargirl... &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Breakfast - nb. Way too easy. Hey, look! They're singing that song in the above photo! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Scarlet - Jars of Clay. Seriously?? Come on, this is my song! It has the same name I do!!!!! Minus one t. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Name Above All Names - nb. I had a tough time as to whether I wanted to use this one or not, but I decided to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Space Inbetween Us - Building 429. Poor Owan. You'll get it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZA07ZkFNRI/AAAAAAAAAjo/FQ3sUu0letM/s1600-h/cutcut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZA07ZkFNRI/AAAAAAAAAjo/FQ3sUu0letM/s320/cutcut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300794956494222610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*backs away slowly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Thrive - nb. Nothing gets past you mates. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Gone - tMac. Poor Skittles. Unluckily for her, I haven't been able to find my copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Beautiful Letdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Weary - PC3. I knew no one would get it -- this song is on Serious Fun, and only fans like Heather or Steph could have gotten this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. The Great Adventure - Steven Curtis Chapman. Skittles needs more classics in her life. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Cornelius - nb. Way too easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZA2C54cjUI/AAAAAAAAAjw/g5cqLZ5l8_0/s1600-h/distractedJeffeh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZA2C54cjUI/AAAAAAAAAjw/g5cqLZ5l8_0/s320/distractedJeffeh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300796184940285250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darn that closed captioning, always distracting the musicians...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Homesick - MercyMe. Of course Guitargirl would get the one that the others missed. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I'm Not Ashamed - nb. Another freebie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Whispers in the Dark - Skeelet. XD Owan actually got this -- just not the artist. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Rescue - nb. A newsboys song always equals freebie. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I Can't Do This - Plumb. This song is pretty kewl... and I can't believe Skittles got this. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZA3Rrn38sI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bWbHi4E3HIE/s1600-h/DunnyandPaul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZA3Rrn38sI/AAAAAAAAAj4/bWbHi4E3HIE/s320/DunnyandPaul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300797538322346690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's the clown faceoff. Which one will win?! Pauly?? Or Dunny?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. GO - nb. What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Savior - Skeelet. The LIVE version! Very fun ending. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Can't Get Enough - Jody Davis. Gosh, you can get Velveteen, but you can't get Can't Get Enough?? That's kinda sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Lose My Soul - tMac. This song was amazing live. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. It Is You - nb. This one was cleverly disguised! I am pleased with myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZA4act10fI/AAAAAAAAAkA/tr92EoAR7Gk/s1600-h/faceoff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZA4act10fI/AAAAAAAAAkA/tr92EoAR7Gk/s320/faceoff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300798788451291634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pauly won the clown faceoff! Now he's facing the reigning champion... will he win this time?? Or will he be thrown against the wall yet again?! ... oh, what am I thinking? Peter always wins against Pauly. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. More - Matthew West. Haha, no one got this one, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Wherever We Go - nb. The remix. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. How Great is Our God - Chris Tomlin. Goodness, this would be fun to sing replacing "our God" with "my pants." XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Live In Stereo - nb. Toooo easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. For The Sake of the Call - Steven Curtis Chapman. &gt;:) &lt;- nuff said.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZA5UA0IyUI/AAAAAAAAAkI/iLqnbWI9ga0/s1600-h/focused.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZA5UA0IyUI/AAAAAAAAAkI/iLqnbWI9ga0/s320/focused.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300799777393920322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I gotta finish this song... darn those annoying leg cramps!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, we end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-8917897713063163317?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/8917897713063163317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=8917897713063163317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8917897713063163317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/8917897713063163317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-pants.html' title='MY PANTS!'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SZAukG8SZOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Yq6n6EfSm-8/s72-c/bigbrotherPete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-2800590555975970979</id><published>2009-02-07T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:29:24.538-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>MY PANTS ARE</title><content type='html'>PLAYING THE GAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'ma shuffle both iPods at once, alternatin'. 40 songs will appear in "my pants are" phrases. Some will be obvious. Some will not. HERE DEY COME!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My pants are velveteen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My pants are that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My pants are stayin' strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Somebody's watchin' my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My pants are breathing at the benediction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My pants are yours to hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm giving over my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My pants are wire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Good morning, pants! (I love that choice, Squizzy! Everyone shall be stumped. &gt;:) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My pants are right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. My pants shine (WHICH VERSION?! I has nine, if that helps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. My pants slam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The man my pants want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. My pants are liquid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. My pants are a real good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Whatever my pants want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. My pants are having breakfast. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. My pants are scarlet!!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The name of my pants is above all names. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. My pants are the space inbetween us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. My pants are thriving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. MY PANTS ARE GONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. My pants are weary (bonus points to whoever guesses it right!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. My pants are the great adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Corneilus, my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. My pants are homesick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. My pants aren't ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. My pants are whispering... in the dark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Rescue my pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I can't do this, pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. My pants go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. My pants are my savior. (WHICH VERSION?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. My pants can't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. My pants just lost their soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. My pants are you. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. My pants are more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Wherever my pants go, that's where the party's at. (WHICH VERSION?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. How great are my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. My pants live in stereo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. My pants are for the sake of the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-2800590555975970979?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/2800590555975970979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=2800590555975970979&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2800590555975970979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2800590555975970979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-pants-are.html' title='MY PANTS ARE'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-2170141324708025881</id><published>2009-02-06T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:06:47.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranting'/><title type='text'>Faith and Fame</title><content type='html'>I have been blown away from what I have seen last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think anyone who doesn't have GMC knows what Faith and Fame is. It's a show on GMC that highlights Christian groups and their journey in... faith and fame. Yeah, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last night, none other than the newsboys were featured on there -- probably just weeks before Paul left, because he was still there. Some of the things they mentioned I already knew... like the long line of former newsboys (which made me laugh because it brought around how bad their memory is. :P). But not all... which is part of what blown me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one thing, Peter told us a little about a nasty Burger King experience in their early days. Then he went on to John and his experiences... which brought back memories for me and slightly depressed me.&lt;br /&gt;Then, something I wasn't expecting at all... Peter went more in-depth into his marriage problems... which made me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; want to either bawl my eyes out or leap into the TV screen and death-grip his neck. :P&lt;br /&gt;And what happened to him really explained "It Is You" and the worship albums (which nobody seems to like. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LIKE THEM ALREADY, SHEESH!&lt;/span&gt; Peter worked hard on them)... and really brought full-circle why I became a newsboys fan in the first place... which I now see as an act of God more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, I went to bed early last night, telling God my thoughts on the whole thing... and begging Him to let me have enough time with Peter to explain my life story and the band's effect on my life. I just want him to know... so... very... badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;But I has a question.&lt;br /&gt;Why did YOU become a newsboys fan?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-2170141324708025881?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/2170141324708025881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=2170141324708025881&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2170141324708025881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2170141324708025881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/faith-and-fame.html' title='Faith and Fame'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-8994199740965136471</id><published>2009-02-05T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:36:56.743-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE FROM SCHOOL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phika'/><title type='text'>Darn me! A Tag.</title><content type='html'>XD No, the tag's not called "darn me." I'm mad at myself because I haven't blogged. :P&lt;br /&gt;It's a Katie tag. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your cell phone? pocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this question has been erased*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hair? RED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mother? Drivin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your father? Fixin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite thing? iPods!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream last night? nb. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite drink? MD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream/goal? Kiwiland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What room are you in? Skoolroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hobby? many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fear? fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to be in 6 years? Tennessee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you last night? home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that you aren't? taco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muffins? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish list item? Newsboys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you did? something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV? uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pets? MANY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends? Awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life? Blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mood? Blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone? Yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking? EW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking? EW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your car? HONDA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you're not wearing? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite store? Target&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite color? B-L-A-C-K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you cried? recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go to over and over? school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite place to eat? Car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite place I'd like to be right now? 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A Tag.'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-2911736408990501449</id><published>2009-02-02T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:46:21.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>From The Songwriting Desk of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAUL EVAN COLMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And if you say that Jesus is alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 Then he's walking right there by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 Why do you ask what would Jesus do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Pray"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They say just follow your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, but what if it lies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Run"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gurus on the chat show saying, "here is life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 Movie stars and heroes say "I found myself!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 But we got to find each other before our time                                  runs out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Live It!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Welcome to the banquet table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All My friends, won't you please gather 'round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He said you're welcome at My banquet table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're My friends if you've got love inside you're heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one's righteous, no one's better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So take a look inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Banquet Table (part 3)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life can get so complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You forget what's real you forget what's good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And they tell you you're educated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you complicate the simple truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "All U Need"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We all have the same heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                          Beneath our skin the same blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                          Flowing from our Maker's hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                          We all wear the same wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                          But we're covered by God's Holy One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Gloria (All God's Children)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've questioned my reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The life I'm living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've questioned my ability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To judge wrong from right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've questioned all the things that I've ever called                            certain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My race, my religion, my country, my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the one thing I don't question is You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "The One Thing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I've read about my Jesus Christ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I've received His sacrifice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But is it turn the other cheek or is it stand and fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I'm just a simple pilgrim I'm not a man with wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do I do when there's a thief at my door?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do I resist him or in silence assist him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What seemed right isn't clear anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it the fall of a nation or the great tribulation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The eve of invasion or the book of revelation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well I'll wear my freedom as an invitation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the God of creation whose keeping the score.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Last Night In America"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PHILLIP JOEL URRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't waste your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "DWYL" (no der. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shine the light on big ol' Pink Elephant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shine the light, he's no friend of ours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Pink Elephant"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heaven is not so far away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We will be home someday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Together"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things aren't exactly what I thought they would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I won't pretend, disappointment's never free--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sky's on fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feels like the sky's on fire...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I still love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Although my sky's on fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Author Of Life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I played the fool so long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thought I was so strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the while,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You knew it wasn't true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "The Man You Want Me To Be"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thinking things over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You really make me smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are more than a distant father figure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the unpredictable God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "All So Good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still, this is my only hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the way to freedom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause You are not so concerned with my justice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You let go of Your rights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And You expect the same from me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To let the ones who wrong me go free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Burning Down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When You came looking for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought it was over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought we were history,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all I could think about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Was how I let You down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How I let You down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart has played the harlot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And wandered far from home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And You came calling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Always calling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Jealous"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our time betrays us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And our minds, they try to enslave us;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But there remains, nonetheless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perfect hope that will lead us to rest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perfect rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Fragile"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drown tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All this noise inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Holy Spirit, won't You speak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will be silent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take this heart of mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turn it to the Divine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Break distractions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will learn the sound of silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Drown"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surrounding,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The weight of Your name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So astounding,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strength of Your arms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spirit falling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Speaking again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I stand in awe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Awe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PETER ANDREW FURLER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know it's hard to hear promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the blue has turned to gray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nobody said it was easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I know you'll find your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "The Letter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take these pieces,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thrown away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Put them together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through night and day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Washed by the sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dried by the rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be my Father in my fatherless days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Always"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I know that it’s coming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I can’t see it now;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I’ve touched it in moments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I can’t hold it yet;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it glows in the darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it calls us away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To our true destination,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To that glorious day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Hallelujah" (2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silence all, now go to sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The water's free, the well is deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can return that which we never could earn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And God, I long to see her face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We haven't a hope beyond Your grace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know that You will overcome evil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Elle G."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We lose hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We mumble our prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We seal off the stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And never dare believe Your reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can pass through stone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can lead a child home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can make the dead start blinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Miracle Child"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How faithful and true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sustain me through and through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are hope and truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re my spring of living water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You’re my spring of living water...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the lone hour You are there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord, in my sorrow, You're there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like a well-watered garden,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whose springs never fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be faithful and true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like a well-watered garden,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like a spring it never fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're my spring that never fails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "When The Tears Fall*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter who you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter where you run,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What you're going through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When it all comes 'round,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone's Someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Everyone's Someone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now is the time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And here is the place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As we lose these hours casting blame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We should be saying grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We can find a better way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We can stand on common ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We can work this out between us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before the sun goes down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We come together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "We Come Together"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why. Just reflect. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;* And before you comment about "When The Tears Fall," highlight the gap below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes, I realize the nb did not create "When The Tears Fall," and I know it's just a cover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But *coughowancough*, hear me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Have you ever heard the nb version of this song all the way through? It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;gorgeous. Very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; touching, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; beautiful. I remember listening to this song in the pitch of night, sitting on a school bus and letting such circumstances magnify the meaning and the mood of this song. Especially the lyrics I've posted; in case you haven't heard the song before and/or don't know, these lyrics are sung&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; only&lt;/span&gt; by Peter. Nothing is backing him in these lyrics, and what's more, the way he carefully sings each lyric, I can tell it came from the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Of course, this is all my humble opinion, but this song still touches me in a soft spot, precisely because it's still and soft... the way the voice of God Himself is described.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now tell me, is that so wrong? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-2911736408990501449?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/2911736408990501449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=2911736408990501449&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2911736408990501449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/2911736408990501449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/from-songwriting-desk-of.html' title='From The Songwriting Desk of...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-7322126376963706742</id><published>2009-02-01T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T16:45:04.085-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newsboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Those Answers... to That Game...</title><content type='html'>You get the idea. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We Live -- Superchic[k]. Pretty much everyone but poor Skittles got this one right. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Million Pieces -- nb. Y'know that nearly every single nb song I get on my iTunes is gonna be a freebie, since EVERYONE knows the lyrics. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. In The Air -- tMac. Of course netsirK and Skittles would get this one right. :) Poor guitargirl and Owan. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Devotion -- nb. This was most DEFINITELY a freebie. I was just wondering if you'd catch it. ;) you observant peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Dear Shame -- nb. Owan and Guitargirl redeemed themselves here. I know Skittles doesn't have Not Ashamed, but netsirK? How could you not get Dear Shame? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SYY6ZgecyhI/AAAAAAAAAio/-cAmD8v4eCc/s1600-h/sneeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SYY6ZgecyhI/AAAAAAAAAio/-cAmD8v4eCc/s320/sneeze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297986221536758290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, my. Bless you, Peter. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The Older I Get -- Skillet. Owan didn't get this, but I don't blame her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Imperfection -- Skillet. Skittles is exempt from this because I sent her the song after she played the game. :P But I just can't believe Guitargirl didn't get this -- netsirK was the only one that got it right. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The Man You Want Me To Be -- Phil Joel. Haha, now I know that Phil songs stump y'all. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. GO -- nb. Yeah, another freebie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I'll Be With You -- Paul Colman Trio. Gasp, no one got this, either... &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SYY-qZ9k3aI/AAAAAAAAAiw/95m6YNCn54U/s1600-h/America.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SYY-qZ9k3aI/AAAAAAAAAiw/95m6YNCn54U/s320/America.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297990909892550050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AMERICAAAAAAAAAAAA!! We love you, Pete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Hard to Believe -- VOTA. Good, none of you know VOTA's material, either. It's fun to stump you!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What's Goin' Down -- tMac. Ahh, my new favorite tMac song. :D My tMac fans (aka Skittles and netsirK) naturally got this one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. It's Joy -- nb. Ha, I thought Guitargirl would be the only one to get this. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You're Still There -- nb. Same here. This one's one of my favorites off Read All About It. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I Adore You -- Phil Joel. Hooray for Phil songs! They stump you. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SYZA3F-6zVI/AAAAAAAAAi4/pYbFVoYT52U/s1600-h/Crossover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SYZA3F-6zVI/AAAAAAAAAi4/pYbFVoYT52U/s320/Crossover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297993326891027794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two heads collide in three, two, one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Live In Stereo -- nb. Using my favorite lyrics of this song as a freebie. :P :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. One Heart -- nb. Wow, even Guitargirl was stumped here. I'm kinda surprised. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Rescue -- nb. Yeah, another freebie here. :P :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. No One Loves Me Like You -- Jars of Clay. And no one can get little-known JOC songs such as this. :P I always hate this song coming up because the lyrics aren't coherent unless you include one whole verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. God Is Not A Secret -- nb. Freebie alert. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SYZBOXC43RI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FN5PSIboA0k/s1600-h/scream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SYZBOXC43RI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FN5PSIboA0k/s320/scream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297993726608071954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Yeah, that's right, Paul... hurry up, I wanna get back to singing..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Strong Tower -- Kutless. It kinda surprises me that Guitargirl got this right, because she doesn't like Kutless too much. And wow, netsirK got it right too... hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Whispers In The Dark -- Skillet. Poor Skittles, the one Skillet fan that didn't get it right. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Gloria (All God's Children) -- Paul Colman. Owan was the only one to get this?! Come on, people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Satellite -- Jody Davis. Aw, yes. Jody stumps y'all, too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Show You Love -- Jars of Clay. Guitargirl is the ONLY one to get this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last part was part of Brian Regan's Spelling Bee routine. "MOOSEN!!" XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you get a reward!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SYZB8bGzJLI/AAAAAAAAAjI/hmYnzfxS_ms/s1600-h/GMCshot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SYZB8bGzJLI/AAAAAAAAAjI/hmYnzfxS_ms/s320/GMCshot1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297994517972198578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CZYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5386534974081211655-7322126376963706742?l=themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/feeds/7322126376963706742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5386534974081211655&amp;postID=7322126376963706742&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7322126376963706742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5386534974081211655/posts/default/7322126376963706742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themusingsofrandom.blogspot.com/2009/02/those-answers-to-that-game.html' title='Those Answers... to That Game...'/><author><name>Blueh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04760814498638113322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/TMnSt9_vKFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LwgWvhdUey4/S220/DDHH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__bb-VyJVfDY/SYY6ZgecyhI/AAAAAAAAAio/-cAmD8v4eCc/s72-c/sneeze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5386534974081211655.post-4767826503764042037</id><published>2009-02-01T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:00:01.5
