<?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-1299099855823183230</id><updated>2011-10-19T17:34:10.609-05:00</updated><category term='american idol'/><category term='reading'/><category term='krystals'/><category term='wizard of oz'/><category term='charm city cakes'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='organization'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='music'/><category term='the goonies'/><category term='baltimore'/><category term='the myriad'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='summer'/><category term='addison road'/><category term='running'/><category term='ringtones'/><category term='mainstay'/><category term='pink floyd'/><category term='dark side of the moon'/><category term='dizmas'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='ace of cakes'/><category term='david cook'/><category term='work'/><category term='mission trip'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='dana'/><category term='eisley'/><category term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Thomas! Get your head out of the toilet!</title><subtitle type='html'>"How can we hunger and thirst after righteousness if we have ceased hungering and thirsting altogether?"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-3346280295887615703</id><published>2011-06-04T01:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T01:03:38.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eisley @ WorkPlay 5/31/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/5792859922/" title="Eisley @ WorkPlay 5/31/11"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2253/5792859922_39cba9d28a.jpg" alt="Eisley @ WorkPlay 5/31/11 by i dig musicians" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/5792859922/"&gt;Eisley @ WorkPlay 5/31/11&lt;/a&gt;, a photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/"&gt;i dig musicians&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-3346280295887615703?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/3346280295887615703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=3346280295887615703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3346280295887615703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3346280295887615703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2011/06/eisley-workplay-53111_04.html' title='Eisley @ WorkPlay 5/31/11'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2253/5792859922_39cba9d28a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2431256938618369775</id><published>2011-06-04T01:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T01:03:16.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eisley @ WorkPlay 5/31/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/5792157291/" title="Eisley @ WorkPlay 5/31/11"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2096/5792157291_d7198d6200.jpg" alt="Eisley @ WorkPlay 5/31/11 by i dig musicians" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/5792157291/"&gt;Eisley @ WorkPlay 5/31/11&lt;/a&gt;, a photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/"&gt;i dig musicians&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-2431256938618369775?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2431256938618369775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2431256938618369775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2431256938618369775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2431256938618369775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2011/06/eisley-workplay-53111.html' title='Eisley @ WorkPlay 5/31/11'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2096/5792157291_d7198d6200_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-1460427213137764631</id><published>2011-06-04T01:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T01:02:52.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christie DuPree @ WorkPlay 5/31/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/5792012913/" title="Christie DuPree @ WorkPlay 5/31/11"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2005/5792012913_e7f7ba6a64.jpg" alt="Christie DuPree @ WorkPlay 5/31/11 by i dig musicians" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/5792012913/"&gt;Christie DuPree @ WorkPlay 5/31/11&lt;/a&gt;, a photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/"&gt;i dig musicians&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-1460427213137764631?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/1460427213137764631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=1460427213137764631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1460427213137764631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1460427213137764631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2011/06/christie-dupree-workplay-53111.html' title='Christie DuPree @ WorkPlay 5/31/11'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2005/5792012913_e7f7ba6a64_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2155510118004924475</id><published>2011-06-03T23:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T01:02:27.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I watched you from afar, a blazing burning star."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ExTeJE-c8Vs/TenKY0WVwrI/AAAAAAAAAr0/YR4Zbq6Lr-0/s1600/eisleyturningtidetour.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ExTeJE-c8Vs/TenKY0WVwrI/AAAAAAAAAr0/YR4Zbq6Lr-0/s320/eisleyturningtidetour.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614240938212049586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I came alive, a new design. The tree of life is what you are."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hellooooooo children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is EXACTLY one week until Crazy Hairy and I get married! WOOOO HOOOO!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All kinds of excited, just in case you couldn't tell by the all caps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday night Crazy Hairy and I went to the EISLEY concert at WorkPlay; he'd never seen them perform before. Christie DuPree, the younger sibling(s) of 4/5 of the band members of EISLEY, opened up the show followed by The Narrative and then EISLEY. It was a rockin' good show! I christened my new camera by taking a full 4GB memory card's worth of pictures. I'll link some of them from my flickr for those of you who haven't seen them on there or my fb already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hadn't seen Christie DuPree perform live until Tuesday night. Let me just say, if you've never listened to any of her stuff, go do so now. Go direct your browser to her music myspace or wherever else you may stumble across her music and go listen to it. Invest in it. Make her music a blind investment. When I say "blind investment" I mean purchase before hearing it because it is that good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of musical blind investments, invest in EISLEY's recent release, The Valley. Worth it. Yes, I do realize I am very much on the a lot side of the slightly biased side when it comes to my opinion of this band, but that's besides the point. Trust me. When it comes to music I will not lead you astray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm off to take a nap of the eight-hour kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time, peace out my homies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-2155510118004924475?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2155510118004924475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2155510118004924475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2155510118004924475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2155510118004924475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-watched-you-from-afar-blazing-burning.html' title='&quot;I watched you from afar, a blazing burning star.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ExTeJE-c8Vs/TenKY0WVwrI/AAAAAAAAAr0/YR4Zbq6Lr-0/s72-c/eisleyturningtidetour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-1904691395151951038</id><published>2011-04-13T20:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T20:37:31.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm gonna pee on your parade..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vTLbiGUavZI/TaZMDoPJgxI/AAAAAAAAArg/HB8DVcwb8-c/s1600/lighteningfist.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vTLbiGUavZI/TaZMDoPJgxI/AAAAAAAAArg/HB8DVcwb8-c/s320/lighteningfist.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595243212278694674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"...and it's gonna smell funny." (my Patrick)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hello children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates, updates. Where to begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait! I know! Since last I spake to you my house got jacked. Long story short, for those of you who missed the rants on facebook and twitter, my parents' house was broken into and among all the things they snatched, my Macbook, external hard drive (with close to 1million pic files dating back almost 10 yrs, all my music files and other files) and my Nikon D40 and zoom lens are now no longer in my possession...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in mourning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emotional loss for me completely out-weighed the monetary value loss (?) since all my pics are now gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily (or blessedly?), Patrick had some of these pictures (and music files) on his computer! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn2oi0Up-9o/TaZOqpYVfiI/AAAAAAAAAro/m8h1tCgVLoo/s1600/engage02d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn2oi0Up-9o/TaZOqpYVfiI/AAAAAAAAAro/m8h1tCgVLoo/s200/engage02d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595246081623817762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe I'll be able to post the others that have been re-worked later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, kiddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-1904691395151951038?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/1904691395151951038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=1904691395151951038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1904691395151951038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1904691395151951038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-gonna-pee-on-your-parade.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m gonna pee on your parade...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vTLbiGUavZI/TaZMDoPJgxI/AAAAAAAAArg/HB8DVcwb8-c/s72-c/lighteningfist.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-7992215479983384336</id><published>2011-03-25T17:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T17:50:13.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well color me happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uBdVM4Zq-e0/TY0ZpuHo5NI/AAAAAAAAArQ/4ndWe2au45Y/s1600/94-001.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uBdVM4Zq-e0/TY0ZpuHo5NI/AAAAAAAAArQ/4ndWe2au45Y/s320/94-001.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588150917182055634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry. No quote.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently watching Singin' In the Rain. Love, love, love it. I am NOT love, love, lovin' my stupid allergies and sinuses wreaking havoc on me with this change of the season stuff happening. Don't get me wrong. I l-o-v-e me some Spring. But, as stated a few sentences before, my allergies and sinuses hate me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out some wonderful news. May 31st. Workplay. EISLEY! Oh! AND Christie DuPree! Happy Freakin' Early Wedding Present to ME! Woo to the hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yR9i0uihKWM/TY0b8JUTsEI/AAAAAAAAArY/VG-a_M-sh4E/s320/Turning_Tide_Tour_mech_newsize1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588153432743850050" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out mah' homies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-7992215479983384336?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/7992215479983384336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=7992215479983384336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7992215479983384336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7992215479983384336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2011/03/well-color-me-happy.html' title='Well color me happy!'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uBdVM4Zq-e0/TY0ZpuHo5NI/AAAAAAAAArQ/4ndWe2au45Y/s72-c/94-001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2288614422693302085</id><published>2011-03-23T22:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T22:35:53.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh, baby, give me one more chance..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QgiWY0cJgiY/TYq7-IWNGxI/AAAAAAAAAqg/d1qzgbpvDLs/s1600/39958256.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QgiWY0cJgiY/TYq7-IWNGxI/AAAAAAAAAqg/d1qzgbpvDLs/s320/39958256.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587484963773422354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Won't you please let me back in your heart?"&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;Hellooooooooo children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do apologize for the 3 months shy of about a year-long absence. Won'st thoust please forgivest me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I stated -- so long ago -- I'm getting married! Woo Hoo! In about 80 days, to be exact. We've been doing all the pre-wedding things (i.e., registering, planning, etc.) and I'll be honest, I'm ready for it to all finally be here. I'm ready to have my showers/teas so I can see what all loverly gifts I'm getting so I can put them away in their new home(s) at the house in Alabaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Rewind. Mainly ready for this shin-dig to take place so I can officially live in the house in Alabaster. I'm tired of the commuting back and forth once a week to go to church and clean house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ready to enjoy my two months off from work so we can have the wedding, go relax for a few days on the beach, so I can go to Oklahoma for a week for StandOut and so that we can go spend a week in Orlando, FL at Harry Potter World for our official honeymoon! (Hecks YES we're going!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two of our friends have been good enough to take pictures of us for our "Engagement Photos". I'll have to do some tweekering and post them on here, or if you are impatient like I am, you can go to see them on facestalk for those who are friends with me via that mode. If not, I do apologize and will try and hurry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La, la, la. What else? Um, not sure. Maybe it'll come to me later and I'll remember to post it. Must not have been too terribly important or else I may have been closer to remembering it. That's a lie. I forget things all the time. Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-2288614422693302085?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2288614422693302085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2288614422693302085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2288614422693302085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2288614422693302085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-baby-give-me-one-more-chance.html' title='&quot;Oh, baby, give me one more chance...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QgiWY0cJgiY/TYq7-IWNGxI/AAAAAAAAAqg/d1qzgbpvDLs/s72-c/39958256.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-9143458133593335461</id><published>2010-06-04T21:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:46:34.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Walk in a manner worthy of your calling."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/TAm6VAzf19I/AAAAAAAAApg/0ehr0-ECMpQ/s1600/crushedrainbows34-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/TAm6VAzf19I/AAAAAAAAApg/0ehr0-ECMpQ/s320/crushedrainbows34-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479115291828934610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Live your life with excellence." -- Bob Gladstone (FIRE Church)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s., I'm getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-9143458133593335461?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/9143458133593335461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=9143458133593335461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/9143458133593335461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/9143458133593335461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2010/06/walk-in-manner-worthy-of-your-calling.html' title='&quot;Walk in a manner worthy of your calling.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/TAm6VAzf19I/AAAAAAAAApg/0ehr0-ECMpQ/s72-c/crushedrainbows34-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-3784239785623571431</id><published>2010-03-19T23:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:43:06.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts (deedly dee dee)..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S6RRsBlOt9I/AAAAAAAAAog/yhMhHZEmlPU/s1600-h/c42bellasol.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S6RRsBlOt9I/AAAAAAAAAog/yhMhHZEmlPU/s320/c42bellasol.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450571265805826002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"There they are all standing in a row...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&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;Is it so wrong? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it so weird? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it so...right, that I want this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S6RRMfzZiYI/AAAAAAAAAoY/cCj93qZjrho/s320/z187424916.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450570724162505090" /&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;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-3784239785623571431?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/3784239785623571431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=3784239785623571431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3784239785623571431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3784239785623571431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-got-lovely-bunch-of-coconuts-deedly.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ve got a lovely bunch of coconuts (deedly dee dee)...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S6RRsBlOt9I/AAAAAAAAAog/yhMhHZEmlPU/s72-c/c42bellasol.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-966520776955612517</id><published>2010-03-01T22:40:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:09:45.221-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel: "You're supposed to be able to feel the Bass...."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S4yczQQry3I/AAAAAAAAAn8/ILd0n-1C5Aw/s1600-h/xg3N-679.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S4yczQQry3I/AAAAAAAAAn8/ILd0n-1C5Aw/s200/xg3N-679.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443898453936294770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me: "You know the Bass is good if you feel violated."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellooooo children!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, my deepest and sincerest apologies for lack in postagings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last post we've had two lovely snowy days. I was able to take pictures of one after I got home from work for one of those two days. Happy times, happy times. It was gloriously beautiful that day too. You look around and all you see are shades of white. black and grays all around in the scenery. I repeat: gloriously beautiful. I need to upload those from my camera and post them (we all know how long that'll take, so, again, my apologies).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also had my Mac fixed. Almost a year ago we had to take it in to get a mini dvd disc unstuck from the disc drive (Thanks, Dad, for finding out that they DO NOT read those types of discs.). I had forgotten about that and so months, and I do mean months, later I go to load a movie onto my computer and it wouldn't read it. I thought it was a faulty disc and left it at that conclusion. A month or so later I stick a cd in to load onto my iPod and it wouldn't read it either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Longer than necessary story short: I took it to the Apple Store, finally, and they replaced it. Thank God it was still under Apple Care Warranty, 'cause it cost me $0.00. AND! Not only did they replace my disc drive but also the entire keyboard, track pad and covering. There was a crack along the edge from where my wrists rest when I type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come, once more, for StandOut Youth Conference. March 5-6 will be in Phenix City, AL; April 9-10, Camp Pearl in Louisiana. Those who might possibly be interested in said conferences, or even those being held later in the year, &lt;a href="http://www.youthstandout.org/Default.aspx"&gt;click here for the website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In preparation for said conference(s) we've been having some well-needed band practices. The last full rehearsal we had was this past Saturday night. We also had "promotional" pictures made for the site and such. Some of said pictures are posted below. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S4yb2OnkIcI/AAAAAAAAAnk/-a9JL-vN1V4/s200/24504_377536754504_231456704504_4801230_40393_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443897405523370434" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S4ycIQhsmOI/AAAAAAAAAns/qd151G5Wtss/s200/24504_377630494504_231456704504_4801960_6726734_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443897715273275618" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S4ycT22xVcI/AAAAAAAAAn0/1lLG5gu6Cug/s200/24504_377630439504_231456704504_4801956_3994062_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443897914540774850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All photos by &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Allison-Shirley-Photography/231456704504"&gt;Allison Shirley (2010)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, kiddies, I've just gotten home from work and am about to do a little bit of reading to wind down by. Peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&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/1299099855823183230-966520776955612517?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/966520776955612517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=966520776955612517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/966520776955612517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/966520776955612517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2010/03/rachel-youre-supposed-to-be-able-to.html' title='Rachel: &quot;You&apos;re supposed to be able to feel the Bass....&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S4yczQQry3I/AAAAAAAAAn8/ILd0n-1C5Aw/s72-c/xg3N-679.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-8251890416970031006</id><published>2010-01-07T18:55:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T19:20:55.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Let the notes I choose be your favorite tune..."</title><content type='html'>"Father let my heart be after you." (Needtobreathe, "Garden")&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As promised, I have some pictures. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I chose a few from Halloween thru now-ish to show you. So, without further delay, enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Halloween&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S0aDskf8X_I/AAAAAAAAAmc/QFF1gKCgifE/s200/halloween09_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424167602949480434" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S0aE4Q_FxnI/AAAAAAAAAms/wP231ftzgSw/s200/halloween09_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424168903381468786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above left: Aidyn Trick-or-Treating with myself and Kristi (the mommy). Above right: Rosalie asleep in my arms in her flower costume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;First Trip to the Zoo!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patrick, myself and Kristi took Aidyn and Rosalie to the zoo; the girls' first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S0aFkZVJeaI/AAAAAAAAAm0/EoPAZ-K2ptI/s200/zoo_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424169661535713698" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S0aFy-Q5GII/AAAAAAAAAm8/mQemFGEra64/s200/zoo_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424169911968143490" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S0aF902X7kI/AAAAAAAAAnE/4IaQQW6wimc/s200/zoo_03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424170098419560002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left to Right: Myself and Aidyn looking at the monkeys, or "ah-ah". Patrick, or Pack (what Aidyn calls him), lifting Aidyn up to hang on the tree. Rosalie with a leaf. Hahaha! We had Aidyn playing in the leaves and thought Rosalie needed a leaf picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eli Foxfire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S0aG9KzgxyI/AAAAAAAAAnM/okrBxtEuAP4/s200/efp01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424171186644895522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Born December 4, 2009. AND! It snowed that night! Yay! My lil' buddy. He makes stink-eye faces at you, which equals glorious. Hahaha! He's just started smiling this past week, according to his mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaaaand, speaking of snow, we were under a Winter Weather Advisory all day today. Totally jipped. We had flurries of snow and sleet spastically through the day, but nothing major. As stated before, totally jipped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. That's all for today/tonight. Peacin' out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-8251890416970031006?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/8251890416970031006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=8251890416970031006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/8251890416970031006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/8251890416970031006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-notes-i-choose-be-your-favorite.html' title='&quot;Let the notes I choose be your favorite tune...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/S0aDskf8X_I/AAAAAAAAAmc/QFF1gKCgifE/s72-c/halloween09_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-5704523775582022927</id><published>2009-12-06T18:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:15:51.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me: "Aidyn, can you say 'baby monkey'?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SxxW7izgHWI/AAAAAAAAAmU/dCCBb36Jego/s1600-h/q147784348.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SxxW7izgHWI/AAAAAAAAAmU/dCCBb36Jego/s320/q147784348.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412296433147583842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aidyn: "Baby ah-ah."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been waaaaaaaaaay too long since I have last updated for all 1-2 (if I'm lucky) of you readers to read. My apologies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick re-cap of all things in my world since last I postaged...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Halloween:&lt;/b&gt; Was very fun! At church we had a Trunk-Or-Treat during the afternoon. A bunch of families from the neighborhood came through. Most, not all, had children dressed up in the most adorable outfits; only a handful exceeded expectations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that was over with I made my way over to The Jones/Casey dwelling for our traditional Halloween Extravaganza. Basically this consists of us dressing up (some, not all), hanging out eating chili, the guys taking turns scaring the kids who come to the door (the carport is turned into a mini haunted house) and the girls hanging out inside. This year, because we had two rug-rats of the early toddler age, a small group of us took them Trick-Or-Treating. Glorious fun! After returning to the house and things settling down in the carport, the guys began on the traditional bonfire that is set up in the backyard. We hung out by the fire for a couple of hours laughing and having fun, watching the guys do stupid fire stuff (as tradition has it), until we all disbanded around 10ish or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I left there I went by another friend of mine's house where she and her husband were having a get-together as well. I didn't stay for very long because of work the next day. Curses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;New Moon&lt;/i&gt; Release:&lt;/b&gt; Totally went to the midnight viewing! Technically it was the 12:10; less crowded, less annoying fans. Glorious. Before the movie we all went to eat sushi before hitting up the Wal-Mart to purchase movie snackies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie was really, really good. Hands-down way better than &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt;. As most movie adaptations of books, there were things done/portrayed that I wasn't too terribly happy with, but overall it was a really, well done film for what they were going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanksgiving:&lt;/b&gt; This year Thanksgiving was hosted at my cousins' house again. Good fun and good food as always. We didn't hang out until the evening like we normally do in the past, though. I think it was because Mom had invited one of the older ladies from our church to come along with us and they had to get her back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went over to some friends' house where there was more food and game activity going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't get to do much that evening because I had to work Black Friday at work and requested the first shift, 5-11 am. I know, I know. You're thinking, 'Why would you shoot yourself in the foot like that?' Answer: I had the rest of the day off! I only had to battle traffic going home, and it wasn't too terribly bad at that point 'cause we were going the opposite way of the insanity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eli's Birth:&lt;/b&gt; Idk, my BFF, Becca, and her husband, Chris, had their bouncing baby boy this past Friday (December 4, 2009). He is abso-stinkin-lutely the most adorable and cuddliest baby (along with Aidyn and Rosalie)! Becca had to be induced on Friday 'cause he just refused to come out of his belly incubator. They ended up having to do a C-section as well 'cause his heart rate kept dropping and they lost it a time or two. But, all was well, he came out fine and dandy and pooping. Hahaha! He weighed 8lbs and 2oz and was 20 1/2in long. Looks just like his daddy when Chris was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, that's about it as far as recent happenings in my world. Christmas is fast approaching and I'm almost halfway finished with gifts that are being made. I really need to get on that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have loads of pictures that I'm going to need to go through from the past events that were just previously stated and give a picture blog post for all you kiddos (or you can look on FaceStalk if you're on there and we're Friends).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to go eat because my stomach is officially chewing on my spine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-5704523775582022927?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/5704523775582022927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=5704523775582022927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5704523775582022927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5704523775582022927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/12/me-aidyn-can-you-say-baby-monkey.html' title='Me: &quot;Aidyn, can you say &apos;baby monkey&apos;?&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SxxW7izgHWI/AAAAAAAAAmU/dCCBb36Jego/s72-c/q147784348.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-7278212787068586675</id><published>2009-10-15T23:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:14:26.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I don't know if you notice anything different."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/StgAgBOzebI/AAAAAAAAAmM/pP0x9C6juzU/s1600-h/z140332811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/StgAgBOzebI/AAAAAAAAAmM/pP0x9C6juzU/s320/z140332811.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393061103862512050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Its getting dark and its getting cold and the nights are getting long." (Fink, "This Is The Thing")&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very, very much enjoying Fink's &lt;i&gt;Distance and Time&lt;/i&gt; album. Seriously. Add it to your list of albums to listen to whilst winding down. Also, add it to your list of albums to listen to while riding/driving at night during the change of season where you can ride with your windows down and enjoy the evening. I do realize the latter list has a very long title, but it's a real list title.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Stf_tNc2vBI/AAAAAAAAAmE/23XTsUq6tFU/s320/Photo-0154.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393060230969342994" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. You know those red roller ball ink pens. The ones where the pen has a window on the side of it and you can see the ink in it. Yeah, those. Unless you want to have to scrub a good, um, 4-and-one-half layers of skin off of your body, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;do not&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; write on yourself with said pen. I'm just saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Note to viewers: I do realize the picture should be vertical. I was too lazy to fix said problem. I'll admit that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a parting note, my reading addiction has cycled back to full speed ahead mode. I've read approximately 4 books within one week. This could almost be a record for me. I can't prove that, but we'll say that it may officially be if we start keeping record now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay peeps. I'm peacin' out, yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-7278212787068586675?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/7278212787068586675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=7278212787068586675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7278212787068586675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7278212787068586675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-know-if-you-notice-anything.html' title='&quot;I don&apos;t know if you notice anything different.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/StgAgBOzebI/AAAAAAAAAmM/pP0x9C6juzU/s72-c/z140332811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-6045175091382763195</id><published>2009-10-04T21:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:06:14.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I woke up today in a very simple way..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sslv1bMB2uI/AAAAAAAAAlc/PS5UsrApXz0/s1600-h/q184615798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sslv1bMB2uI/AAAAAAAAAlc/PS5UsrApXz0/s200/q184615798.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388961392747469538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"...in the morning all I could do was sing." (Port O'Brien, &lt;i&gt;I Woke Up Today&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is, according to Yahoo! Weather, 63 degrees outside and it is, according to the fact that it has been practically pouring down ever since 5ish this afternoon when I had to be at work, very rainy. Moral of the story: I'M EFFING ECSTATIC!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ga-ga-ga-glorious! I tell you! Glorious! Until just recently in the evening, I have been curled up in SpongeBob sleep pants, a sweatshirt and thick socks reading in the chair in the living room listening to the satellite Indie Rock station buzzing in the background. I only took a break so that I could let all of you know this and wallow in your jealousy of my joyousness. True story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, speaking of Indie Rock, I'd like to thank the soundtracks of a few movies, namely &lt;i&gt;Nick &amp;amp; Norah's Infinite Playlist&lt;/i&gt;, for re-igniting my fiery love for said genre. I've been submerged in the Singer/Songwriter genre up until almost a week ago now. Not a bad place to drown, mind you, but the Indie Rock pool is totally worth jumping in and doing a few face-down floats* in. *Don't question that terminology. You know exactly what I speak of. You're guilty of participating in that funness when you were once young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Updates:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend I took part in a student/youth conference in Roberta, GA at Camp Eunice. Good fun. One of my friends, who also was a volunteer, took her awesometastic camera and used her awesometastic photographic eye and took a few pics. I'll have to snatch some off of facebook and post them for your viewing pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am almost finished with my second baby quilt. WOOO!!! This one is for my nephew, Eli, who is due to grace us with his presence around the time of Turkey Day, mainly Black Friday... Fingers crossed that he comes on his expected date. I'm excited beyond words can probably describe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of Updates as of now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., I'm all hyped-up hyper 'cause of the weather. As if you couldn't tell by my chatterbox blog post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I'm going to go work on Eli's quilt some more so it'll be finished even quicklier than planned. Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-6045175091382763195?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/6045175091382763195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=6045175091382763195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/6045175091382763195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/6045175091382763195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-woke-up-today-in-very-simple-way.html' title='&quot;I woke up today in a very simple way...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sslv1bMB2uI/AAAAAAAAAlc/PS5UsrApXz0/s72-c/q184615798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-5110036562125057907</id><published>2009-09-30T14:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:44:13.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SsO0hjtz9tI/AAAAAAAAAlU/wgjCixetepk/s1600-h/z191808974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SsO0hjtz9tI/AAAAAAAAAlU/wgjCixetepk/s200/z191808974.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387348067881318098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"...Because my dreams are bursting at the seams." (Owl City, "Fireflies")&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the lackage of updatage since last postage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures are coming! I haven't forgotten! They just aren't going to be posted at this point in time. My apologies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend I traveled down to Roberta, GA to Camp Eunice for a youth conference called StandOut. A friend of mine was in charge of designing, putting together, executing, etc. this shindig. I volunteered to help out with music. There were about seven of us that comprised the band that played for the conference. It came together well, according to feedback, despite the fact that we only had one practice prior to the weekend that consisted of ALL band members. So, yeah. I had a blast being off work and road trippin' to do something I love. I mean, how can you not? Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I can't believe I'm about to say this but... Good-bye September, it's almost as if you didn't exist you came and went so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously?! How are we on the last day of September already? I thought the month just started! This is crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am, however, quite the excited about the Fall weather rolling in. Gloriousness! Hoodies A-hoy! The windows in the house are open. Soooooo lovin' this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, then. I have to go get ready for work. First day back in a week. Peace out, yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-5110036562125057907?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/5110036562125057907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=5110036562125057907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5110036562125057907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5110036562125057907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-hard-to-say-that-id-rather-stay.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s hard to say that I&apos;d rather stay awake when I&apos;m asleep...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SsO0hjtz9tI/AAAAAAAAAlU/wgjCixetepk/s72-c/z191808974.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2447061837141125889</id><published>2009-09-12T21:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:40:21.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Be careful of love...."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SqxbIJ7BAAI/AAAAAAAAAlM/nDvFsEOSZ6s/s1600-h/z109530032.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SqxbIJ7BAAI/AAAAAAAAAlM/nDvFsEOSZ6s/s200/z109530032.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380775850461429762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:georgia, fantasy;font-size:14px;"&gt;"It'll twist your brain around and leave you thinking up is down and right is wrong."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:14px;"&gt;Hello children!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:14px;"&gt;I finished painting yesterday! Yay! Rejoicing all around! I've moved all my furniture back in and set in place. I've, for the most part, placed everything back on proper shelves, corners, etc.. I still have a few things that I have to figure out where they will go now. That's always the crap part about doing this sort of thing, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:14px;"&gt;I'm on this big Greek Mythology kick now thanks to Rick Riordan and his lovely &lt;i&gt;Percy Jackson and The Olympians&lt;/i&gt; series. I've read the first three of his five-book series. Sooooo good. If you have young children, these are great read-aloud books. If you have young children who enjoy reading, these are great! Riordan does a brilliant job in writing from the perspective of an adolescent boy. Very humorous and very believable that a 12 year old boy could be telling this story (and onto 13, 14, 15 and 16yrs.). This series is definitely on the top of my recommendation list right now. Even if it's reading for teens (who aren't "too cool" to read this stuff), 20-somethings and so forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:14px;"&gt;I'm very much ready for the movie adaptation of &lt;i&gt;The Lightening Thief&lt;/i&gt; to come out in February of 2010. Of course I expect to be slightly disappointed, 'cause let's face it, when are you not when a really good book is put to film? Until that time can come I'll just have to settle with reading the series, picking up some ol' Edith Hamilton and watching Disney's animated &lt;i&gt;Hercules&lt;/i&gt; (which I'm watching now). hahaha! (Side note: For those of you who have stumbled upon this and are thinking, "Wow. She's a dork." I say, "Welcome to the group. We've already established this.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:14px;"&gt;P.s., I really, really am loving my freshly painted room. And, no, for some of you, not just because of the lingering fumes from the paint, but the colors. Ahhh... It's slightly odd. I'm still getting used to it not being blue. It's been blue for the past 6-7 years and is now a caramel/coffee  and an olive green color. It matches my nephew's nursery, which was totally NOT planned at all. Hahaha! My room is slightly darker-shaded than his. I'm working on "before" and "after" pictures to post, so, those will be up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:14px;"&gt;Okay. I'm peacin' out to try to find more new homes for some of my stuff. Word to your mother(s).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:14px;"&gt;The End.&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/1299099855823183230-2447061837141125889?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2447061837141125889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2447061837141125889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2447061837141125889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2447061837141125889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/09/be-careful-of-love.html' title='&quot;Be careful of love....&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SqxbIJ7BAAI/AAAAAAAAAlM/nDvFsEOSZ6s/s72-c/z109530032.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-5733838896406782309</id><published>2009-09-08T18:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:54:24.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Talk is cheap but baby not to me..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SqcGxEpcf5I/AAAAAAAAAlE/qF233Q5dLNk/s1600-h/z192383251.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SqcGxEpcf5I/AAAAAAAAAlE/qF233Q5dLNk/s200/z192383251.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379275720048279442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"the words you speak can bring me to my knees." (Matthew Mayfield, "As Long As You're Not Leaving")&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How was everyone's Labor Day? Laborful? Yes? Not so much? Moving on from a bad joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 'rents and I went out to the local Catholic church in our community. Every Labor Day they have a huge BBQ sale, arts and crafts exhibit/sale and a massive Yard/Garage Sale. We hit up the latter of the day's events. I racked up on some Disney LPs. I know what you're thinking, and I'm very aware of my dorkdom. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did, however, almost beat the crap out of Santa. He was all invading my personal space while I was looking thru some stuff in one room. I realized he was there when I heard this nasty heavy breathing close to me and then smelled his nasty. old man stink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was it really Santa? For all of those who still believe, no. He was not the real deal. He wasn't even a Santa impostinator. He was just some old guy with white hair and a long white beard wearing an awful-looking, worn-out Alabama polo (shame to the name), and some different shade of red slacks of some sort. Oh! Not to mention the pawpaw, trucker hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho. I'm getting things ready so that Painting of the Bedroom 2009 can commence. Hopefully tomorrow. I'm taking pictures of the progress and such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaaaaaand I'm peacin' out to go eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-5733838896406782309?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/5733838896406782309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=5733838896406782309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5733838896406782309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5733838896406782309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/09/talk-is-cheap-but-baby-not-to-me.html' title='&quot;Talk is cheap but baby not to me...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SqcGxEpcf5I/AAAAAAAAAlE/qF233Q5dLNk/s72-c/z192383251.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-4686750917105987316</id><published>2009-08-18T00:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T00:45:05.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I call shotgun, you can play your R&amp;B tunes."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Soo_solLU_I/AAAAAAAAAk8/w3dhACicrTU/s1600-h/GoldenTicket_2-4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Soo_solLU_I/AAAAAAAAAk8/w3dhACicrTU/s200/GoldenTicket_2-4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371175541632881650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The fellowship time, it always comes a little too soon." Kings of Leon, "I Want You"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently very much diggin' me some Kings of Leon, &lt;i&gt;Only By the Night&lt;/i&gt;. Which, I am extremely happy to report is my unborn, half human, half superhero nephew, Eli's favorite band. Hahaha! Becca tells me that every time she plays their music he goes crazy like he's dancing about in her belly. I'm so proud. hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaaaaand next: Yesterday at work (Sunday), my check card was stolen from my pocketbook while I was at work. Yeah... The snatcher spent about $52 at a gas station when the VISA Fraud caught it and sent an automated call to me alerting me. When I checked my purse and saw that it was missing, my heart dropped into my stomach and I felt ill... I'm very grateful that it was caught when it was at $52 and not more. Very, very blessed and grateful. Card officially cancelled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping to get a new cell phone tomorrow, well, by the time this is posted it will technically be today that I go. Not sure what I'm going to get just yet; depends on what sort of deal I can get...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any-who. I'm going to go to bed now. My third wind is officially dwindling down to never more. So, peace out, homies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-4686750917105987316?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/4686750917105987316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=4686750917105987316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4686750917105987316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4686750917105987316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-call-shotgun-you-can-play-your-r.html' title='&quot;I call shotgun, you can play your R&amp;B tunes.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Soo_solLU_I/AAAAAAAAAk8/w3dhACicrTU/s72-c/GoldenTicket_2-4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-1784343118524508917</id><published>2009-08-14T22:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:14:44.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"If she'd a'gon strai' on tha' way'..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SoY2IZ8aJaI/AAAAAAAAAk0/gDnW9Ui-5zE/s1600-h/z61597664.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SoY2IZ8aJaI/AAAAAAAAAk0/gDnW9Ui-5zE/s200/z61597664.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370039123717006754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"she'd a'gon strai' to tha' castle."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, yes. For those who've guessed, and for those who've not, I'm watching Labyrinth. Good ol' '80s, Jennifer Connelly, and David Bowie in tights and all those crotch shots they seem to do of him in said tights. Childhood ruined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. Guess what! I'm an aunt, AGAIN! WOOO HOOO!!! Rosalie Autumn was born on Thursday (Aug. 13th, and on schedule, unlike her older sister who was a week early). I'm sooooooo excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past week I've been mighty productive. Sooooo excited about that as well. I always wondered what it felt like to be in this state of productiveness, and now I know. hahaha! I've been sewing like crazy mad. I've finished almost half of my list of projects that need to be finished by Christmas. The project I'm really, really excited about almost finishing I've been working on today; a baby quilt (my 2nd to do) for my nephew who is due in November.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Side note: I just love all the voices of the muppet/puppet creatures in this movie! I credit Jim Henson and crew to my random voice outbursts. The End.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also started, and am close to finishing, a new song. Seriously, stinkin', all kinds of pimped out excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told you I've been productive this week! Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else? Oh! I never told you about Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince! I was all raving at how excited I was to go and see it, and I never followed-up. My apologies... Forgive me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yeah. I went to see the movie at the midnight showing with a group of friends I used to work with from B&amp;amp;N. Soooooo fun. I miss those guys a whole lot of terribly. About five of us had made shirts to wear to the movie. I don't know where the idea to do such originated from, but it was fun times of enjoyment. They all had "Quidditch Team Player" shirts and I had a "Gryffindor Quidditch fan" shirt (it had the lyrics to the Gryffindor's version of "Weasley Is Our King" for those who are familiar with the books). We took pictures. I'll have to post them..., later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie: Over-all the movie was really good. I went to see it a second time with BFF, Becca to better my actual opinion on how it compared to the book. I like the movie. I understand the reasons why some things have to be cut or altered for money and time purposes. What I did NOT like was how they portrayed certain characters and certain relationships among characters. I didn't like that certain things were cut that really needed to be in the movie, mainly because they were a) key to the next movie(s) and b) very big parts of the 6th book. Anyway. I really do like it though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay then. I think that's all I've not said in a while. Wait. What? Does that even make sense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[HAHAHAHA!!!! The Bog of Eternal Stench makes farting noises... Thaaaaat never gets old.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. Peacin' out, homies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-1784343118524508917?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/1784343118524508917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=1784343118524508917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1784343118524508917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1784343118524508917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-shed-agon-strai-on-tha-way.html' title='&quot;If she&apos;d a&apos;gon strai&apos; on tha&apos; way&apos;...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SoY2IZ8aJaI/AAAAAAAAAk0/gDnW9Ui-5zE/s72-c/z61597664.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2372460120359955819</id><published>2009-08-03T18:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:12:31.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"That's the funny thing about knowing you can't have something."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SneK9jDvXNI/AAAAAAAAAks/Rrs0uOZOM24/s1600-h/z104958607.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SneK9jDvXNI/AAAAAAAAAks/Rrs0uOZOM24/s200/z104958607.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365910271022816466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"It makes you desperate."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry. It's been a few...weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye July, you went by way too fast. Hello August, I hate your blistering, suck-the-life-from-you, give-me-massive-migraine-like-headaches heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I very, very much want to go to the beach. Even for a few days (few days = nothing less than 3). I need to go so I can properly welcome the Fall season in and not be slightly bitter. Sound odd? It's probably because it is. You're not crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., I've very much become a fan of Daniel Tosh. So. Stinkin'. Funny. If every you get a chance to hear or see his stand-up shows, do yourself a favor and take the opportunity. YouTube that. Now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I'm going to go eat before my stomach starts eating away at my spine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-2372460120359955819?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2372460120359955819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2372460120359955819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2372460120359955819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2372460120359955819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/08/thats-funny-thing-about-knowing-you.html' title='&quot;That&apos;s the funny thing about knowing you can&apos;t have something.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SneK9jDvXNI/AAAAAAAAAks/Rrs0uOZOM24/s72-c/z104958607.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-3495866608567295890</id><published>2009-07-10T19:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:22:25.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Shoot him then cut out his tongue..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Slfan0xhPPI/AAAAAAAAAkk/tqfT4Nmp2ds/s1600-h/31littleguy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Slfan0xhPPI/AAAAAAAAAkk/tqfT4Nmp2ds/s320/31littleguy.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356990659496590578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"...then shoot his tongue. And trim that scraggly beard...."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My apologies to the lack of bloggering postagings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what to say, what to say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah! Here we go. Ready? Well, you have no choice.&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;My current whatnots:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Movie(s):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason I've been watching &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pirates 3&lt;/span&gt; all the time as of lately. Not sure why, honestly. hahaha! I just have been. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;, on the other hand, has replaced &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice&lt;/span&gt; (new ver.) as my go-to film that plays whilst I go to sleep at night. Mainly it's played with the Commentary on; good stuff. I'm just dorky like that, but then again, you all should know that by this point in time.&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;Music:&lt;/span&gt; I've been listening to a playlist that I made which is basically 200+ songs that remind me of Summer in some form or fashion. I find myself hitting repeat on a few key tracks repeatedly. hahaha! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These tracks would be: "Element" by Matthew Mayfield, "Never Think" by Rob Pattinson, "The Minnow and The Trout" by A Fine Frenzy, "Lovely Tonight" by Joshua Radin, "Dirty South" by Heath McNease, "Superstar" by Lupe Fiasco, and finally, "Out of My League" by Stephen Speaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, it's got to be all sorts of hilarious to see and hear me "rapping" along to "Dirty South" and "Superstar". And, yes, I do know the words. hahaha!&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;Book(s):&lt;/span&gt; I'm sick. Seriously. I have a serious problem. I finished re-reading the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; series and picked it back up at the beginning.... BUT! I did put it down this past Tuesday when &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows&lt;/span&gt; came out in paperback. So, I'm officially re-reading that now. But I am hooked in the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; world right now. It's okay, I want to drown. HAHAHA!!!!&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;Etc:&lt;/span&gt; SEWING!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh! And I'm soooo stinkin' frustrated 'cause I can't sew as much as I want to. I have so many ideas and projects I want to produce in my head and I can't get the to come out right now. BUT! I do have the next three days off from work, so maybe I can get a few things out. Hopefully..., hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. I need to go do some more practicing for the Ekklesia show tomorrow night. What, what? Ekklesia show? Tomorrow night? Yes. I suck at life. My apologies, again. I'm playing in a youth benefit coffee shop show at the Ekklesia Coffee House in Chelsea tomorrow night. The show starts at 6:30pm and ends around 9:30ish. The show is free but $5 donations are welcomed to help raise support for youth camp (hence that it is a youth benefit show).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm off! Peace out my homies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-3495866608567295890?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/3495866608567295890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=3495866608567295890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3495866608567295890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3495866608567295890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/07/shoot-him-then-cut-out-his-tongue.html' title='&quot;Shoot him then cut out his tongue...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Slfan0xhPPI/AAAAAAAAAkk/tqfT4Nmp2ds/s72-c/31littleguy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-3894743382267362102</id><published>2009-06-16T14:25:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:07:30.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Did you seriously just stamp your foot?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sjf7TDkVI8I/AAAAAAAAAkc/8BZBE6phgCc/s1600-h/touristseason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sjf7TDkVI8I/AAAAAAAAAkc/8BZBE6phgCc/s320/touristseason.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348019387319526338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I thought girls only did that in movies."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have pictures from the Smoothie Joe's show last Saturday (6/13/09). So soon? Already? How'd that happen?! I know, right... A miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. I may or may not post them to Flickr, so I'll post the ones I've put on MySpace on here. Enjoys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sjf0Op_alJI/AAAAAAAAAjE/xkPRE7MmN2c/s200/sjgig3_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348011615152936082" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sjf0O2C_GiI/AAAAAAAAAjM/k6LoFs6mj5M/s200/sgig3_03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348011618389137954" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sjf0gSfeWwI/AAAAAAAAAjU/304ryVp-lYU/s200/sjgig3_05.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348011918082595586" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sjf0gojG8wI/AAAAAAAAAjc/i1cLGzGn_BQ/s200/sjgig3_06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348011924003418882" /&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;Anyway. Those were basically a handful I deemed worthy enough to be posted on the internet. hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., Enjoying Carolina Liar's album &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coming To Terms&lt;/span&gt;. It's a good buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else, what else? OH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super totally stoked that in a month Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince comes out. I have every intention of going to the midnight showing of this, just like the one before. hahaha! I just finished re-reading the book so I could refresh my memory before seeing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sjf6C7CnlxI/AAAAAAAAAkE/S133iWi4zSY/s200/poster_HarryDraco.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348018010641110802" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sjf6DHR5seI/AAAAAAAAAkM/UNz-ein7BKU/s200/poster_HermioneSlug.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348018013926437346" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sjf6DenNVBI/AAAAAAAAAkU/WO_i8F8_Lbo/s200/poster_RonGrey.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348018020189819922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm going to finish up some cleaning around the house. Peace out my homies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-3894743382267362102?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/3894743382267362102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=3894743382267362102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3894743382267362102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3894743382267362102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/06/did-you-seriously-just-stamp-your-foot.html' title='&quot;Did you seriously just stamp your foot?&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sjf7TDkVI8I/AAAAAAAAAkc/8BZBE6phgCc/s72-c/touristseason.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-1270131313175727656</id><published>2009-06-15T00:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:42:54.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"She was translating the Battle Hymn of the Republic into Arabic, actually."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SjXfVHG4a0I/AAAAAAAAAis/6qS2t-CAeDI/s1600-h/6-6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SjXfVHG4a0I/AAAAAAAAAis/6qS2t-CAeDI/s320/6-6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347425686350490434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"When she finished that, she moved on to Korean sign language."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to all who came out to Smoothie Joe's on Saturday for the show! I guess it went/sounded decent from the listening side of things? Here's to hoping it did... hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully I'll have a few picture-roonies posted in the not so too distant future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, basically I just wanted to say that I can hear crickets and froggies outside making their beautiful summertime sounds. So incredi-bubbly soothing and friggin' awesome to my ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, spent. Going to bed so that I can get up and get ready for my much awaited BFF Day with Becca, and as an added bonus(es): The possibilities of swimming and Kristi and my niece Aidyn and my soon to be born niece who I like to call Casey Baby #2. So I now must peace out and try to battle excitement and sleep. hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-1270131313175727656?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/1270131313175727656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=1270131313175727656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1270131313175727656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1270131313175727656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/06/she-was-translating-battle-hymn-of.html' title='&quot;She was translating the Battle Hymn of the Republic into Arabic, actually.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SjXfVHG4a0I/AAAAAAAAAis/6qS2t-CAeDI/s72-c/6-6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-721299894053775522</id><published>2009-05-28T14:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:31:49.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"With eyes open wide I'm taking you in..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sh7lg0kMstI/AAAAAAAAAik/WNtgdQN0Tx8/s1600-h/z193434277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sh7lg0kMstI/AAAAAAAAAik/WNtgdQN0Tx8/s320/z193434277.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340958560137032402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"making the time mean all that I can..." -- Britt Nicole, "Say It"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An advance heads up: I gots a show scheduled for June 13th (Saturday). Woo hoo! Come one! Come all! If anything...get a rockin' good smoothie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sh7lGSf1zpI/AAAAAAAAAic/WGXcVOx8ITw/s320/fly061309.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340958104315350674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yeah. Make plans to come out...if making those plans are possible... No hard feelings if they are not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Side note: I'm sorta, kinda all rained out with all this rain we've been having for what seems like the past month or two. It's doin' a number on my head a) giving me bad headaches and b) making it hard for me to wake up because it makes my brain feel like heavy, dead-weight slushy. The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any-hoopla. I have to go finish getting ready for work. Thought I'd pass you a high school, 5th period Spanish class note to let you guys know about the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out mah homies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-721299894053775522?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/721299894053775522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=721299894053775522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/721299894053775522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/721299894053775522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/05/with-eyes-open-wide-im-taking-you-in.html' title='&quot;With eyes open wide I&apos;m taking you in...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sh7lg0kMstI/AAAAAAAAAik/WNtgdQN0Tx8/s72-c/z193434277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-5975157044818831517</id><published>2009-05-22T01:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:21:43.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"One of these days, Lizzie, someone will catch your eye..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/ShZEbIroAUI/AAAAAAAAAiU/UUWy39WKruU/s1600-h/q185702252.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/ShZEbIroAUI/AAAAAAAAAiU/UUWy39WKruU/s320/q185702252.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338529641271918914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"and then you'll have to watch your tongue."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because Virginia requested me post a Project Playlist, I did. Enjoy the music kiddies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., Yes, that was really all I had to say at this point in time. Peace out, homies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-5975157044818831517?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/5975157044818831517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=5975157044818831517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5975157044818831517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5975157044818831517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-of-these-days-lizzie-someone-will.html' title='&quot;One of these days, Lizzie, someone will catch your eye...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/ShZEbIroAUI/AAAAAAAAAiU/UUWy39WKruU/s72-c/q185702252.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-1885803840499743429</id><published>2009-05-15T23:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:50:25.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm sorry Snapple,"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sg5AjwPwcAI/AAAAAAAAAiM/DzAYmTePs9Q/s1600-h/flexible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sg5AjwPwcAI/AAAAAAAAAiM/DzAYmTePs9Q/s320/flexible.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336273591471206402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"you're always right." -- Daniel Tosh&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I have a confession to make. Ready? Here it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have recently come to enjoy watching Chelsea Lately on E!. She's absolutely crass and mean, but she's flippin' hilarious. Is it wrong that I'm enjoying this. Probably more than likely... Buuuuuuut, I'm okay with that. The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, so that was basically it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random story #1 ('cause I'm not sure if I have another random story to post, I'll just cover some grounds and call this one #1): My mom's bff got a dog for Valentine's Day. This this looks like a Pokemon. No lie. I feel the need to try to catch it in a little plastic ball. Seeing as how in the real world we don't have a device that will suck it up into a ball with a bolt of lightening I'll have to settle for a hamster ball. Gotta catch 'em all! The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random story #2 (good call on numbering these things): I a) totally have a celeb crush on Matthew Mcfadyen as of last night watching the new Pride and Prejudice for the who knows how many times, b) totally have a female crush on Rosamund Pike (strictly in I think she's absolutely beautiful and I want to be her friend and nothing more; don't read too much into it people) who plays Jane in the new P&amp;amp;P and finally c) I would L-O-V-E it if I lived back in the day during the times/eras of Jane Austen's works. Seriously. I'm for it. The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's all for tonight, kiddies. It's pouring rain outside and I'm lovin' the sound of it hitting the ground and the roof and whatever is metal on our back porch. Not gonna enjoy it if I go to sleep and it crashes big thunder. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; will &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;be so enjoyable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. Peace out, homies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-1885803840499743429?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/1885803840499743429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=1885803840499743429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1885803840499743429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1885803840499743429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-sorry-snapple.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m sorry Snapple,&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sg5AjwPwcAI/AAAAAAAAAiM/DzAYmTePs9Q/s72-c/flexible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-1667996723930193285</id><published>2009-05-12T00:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:16:47.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Let's go to sleep with clearer heads..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SgkUGernnHI/AAAAAAAAAiE/HJ2R4tY6KTc/s1600-h/pretendicon.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SgkUGernnHI/AAAAAAAAAiE/HJ2R4tY6KTc/s320/pretendicon.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334817335144848498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"and hearts to big to fit our beds..." --Ingrid Michaelson, "Turn to Stone"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off. My two new favorite pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SgkSq0knjxI/AAAAAAAAAh8/TXoQWPb3wnI/s320/n504267620_2272450_7817845.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334815760473100050" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SgkSqlBTgFI/AAAAAAAAAh0/MgaNoextWDQ/s320/4398_86194732620_504267620_2272451_2233264_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334815756298453074" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second following. Music you should totally go and check out if you haven't already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Matthew Mayfield, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Fire EP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Ingrid Michaelson, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be OK&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Girls and Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Joshua Radin, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simple Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Erin McCarley, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love, Save the Empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Missy Higgins, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On A Clear Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Kanye West, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;808s &amp;amp; Heartbreak&lt;/span&gt; (I was shocked I liked this one, 'cause I don't like him, really; it's really good.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Lisa Hannigan, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sea Sew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. EISLEY, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Combinations&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Room Noises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. The Decemberists, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hazards of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Radiohead, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Rainbows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Matt Nathanson, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some Mad Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. The Myriad, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With Arrows, With Poise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Priscilla Ahn, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Good Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Ray LaMontagne, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trouble&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Till the Sun Turns Black&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gossip In the Grain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Ryan Baxley, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bedtime Stories &amp;amp; Fairytales&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This Hour of Loneliness&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EP4FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all I'm listing for now. I'm tired and shall post more at a later time and date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out, homies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-1667996723930193285?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/1667996723930193285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=1667996723930193285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1667996723930193285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1667996723930193285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-go-to-sleep-with-clearer-heads.html' title='&quot;Let&apos;s go to sleep with clearer heads...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SgkUGernnHI/AAAAAAAAAiE/HJ2R4tY6KTc/s72-c/pretendicon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-1041021677360570033</id><published>2009-05-05T23:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:51:42.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"We were watching a Lifetime movie..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SgEVrS3XbRI/AAAAAAAAAhc/degJkbLD_EI/s1600-h/z149404152.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SgEVrS3XbRI/AAAAAAAAAhc/degJkbLD_EI/s320/z149404152.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332567267325996306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;"...and that's never a good idea."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm completely loving and enjoying this nugget of a blog called &lt;a href="http://childrenofthenineties.blogspot.com/"&gt;Children of the 90's&lt;/a&gt;. Please, please click over and experience it, especially if you're a 90's child. (P.s., click on the blog's name to find the link)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I am officially a fan of Skittle Crazy Cores. Comes in an orange package. Sooooo tasty. Go out and try some. You won't be sorry. If you are sorry, then &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are sorry. Sorry. That's just how it is, kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., Not sure if I mentioned this before, but I'm officially Twitter-ized. I bit the bullet and fell prey to the movement. Yes. Yes I did. username: idigmusicians&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peacin' out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-1041021677360570033?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/1041021677360570033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=1041021677360570033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1041021677360570033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1041021677360570033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-were-watching-lifetime-movie.html' title='&quot;We were watching a Lifetime movie...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SgEVrS3XbRI/AAAAAAAAAhc/degJkbLD_EI/s72-c/z149404152.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-1260528613226537471</id><published>2009-04-28T22:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:41:04.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Take a music bath once or twice a week for a few seasons,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SffMN0enOeI/AAAAAAAAAhU/_gCpvlYBXQM/s1600-h/z188197466.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SffMN0enOeI/AAAAAAAAAhU/_gCpvlYBXQM/s320/z188197466.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329953221813680610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"and you will find that it is to the soul what the water bath is to the body." Oliver Wendell Holmes&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pictures from Joyful Noise. Today's pictures are of the band &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/redumbrella"&gt;Red Umbrella&lt;/a&gt; and are brought to you by the letters 'S' and 'P'. P.s., click on the band name to go to their MySpace and hear their kickin' music.&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;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SffLotpwaaI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ZXMNuRCstjg/s320/jn09ru_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329952584326212002" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SffLo4tOItI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Mk1mQQcCyJI/s320/jn09ru_04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329952587293532882" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SffLozbJ8CI/AAAAAAAAAhE/eOR3n7txVv0/s320/jn09ru_03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329952585875583010" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...that's all for today. I gotta be up early in the a.m., so...yeah. Peace out, homies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-1260528613226537471?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/1260528613226537471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=1260528613226537471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1260528613226537471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1260528613226537471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/04/take-music-bath-once-or-twice-week-for.html' title='&quot;Take a music bath once or twice a week for a few seasons,'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SffMN0enOeI/AAAAAAAAAhU/_gCpvlYBXQM/s72-c/z188197466.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-1451956346564383305</id><published>2009-04-25T00:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:12:59.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's a bird, it's a plane, it's an mcee..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SfKp4RHUeRI/AAAAAAAAAgU/gbcvJ8DNMrA/s1600-h/q185702252.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SfKp4RHUeRI/AAAAAAAAAgU/gbcvJ8DNMrA/s320/q185702252.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328508093264591122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"...verbal davinci, my cape flaps when it's windy..." ("Where I'm Not Wanted" by Heath McNease)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hellooooooo children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a few pictures from Joyful Noise for you. More to be posted later..., mainly 'cause I haven't finished looking through and deciding which are postage-worthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. Here are a few of myself and my hip/hop rap pal, Heath (quoted at top).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SfKmqnfCgiI/AAAAAAAAAf0/msn9cy1JOVg/s320/jn09_ab01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328504560216605218" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SfKmq7XDeCI/AAAAAAAAAf8/JbrID-Gcp5A/s320/jn09hm_05.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328504565551822882" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SfKmqzPKmjI/AAAAAAAAAgE/4cjUq2WoLSc/s320/jn09hm_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328504563371252274" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SfKmq1uC4pI/AAAAAAAAAgM/QUIECBm88q4/s320/jn09hm_04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328504564037640850" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are not posted on flickr at this point in time, so... yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really tired. It is after 1 in the a.m. here in the Alabama..., so, that could have something to do with it, yeah. With that said, peacin' out, homies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-1451956346564383305?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/1451956346564383305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=1451956346564383305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1451956346564383305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1451956346564383305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-bird-its-plane-its-mcee.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s a bird, it&apos;s a plane, it&apos;s an mcee...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SfKp4RHUeRI/AAAAAAAAAgU/gbcvJ8DNMrA/s72-c/q185702252.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-563952016419159254</id><published>2009-04-20T00:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:18:00.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hi ho. Hi ho."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SewFP80FtgI/AAAAAAAAAfs/HzaM3uf2UQU/s1600-h/q189048432.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SewFP80FtgI/AAAAAAAAAfs/HzaM3uf2UQU/s320/q189048432.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326638230853236226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"It's off to work we go... [crap]"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back from the NC and Joyful Noise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-563952016419159254?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/563952016419159254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=563952016419159254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/563952016419159254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/563952016419159254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-ho-hi-ho.html' title='&quot;Hi ho. Hi ho.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SewFP80FtgI/AAAAAAAAAfs/HzaM3uf2UQU/s72-c/q189048432.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-8107096165767191647</id><published>2009-04-11T23:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:14:41.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Because I knew you..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SeF4sR_LiGI/AAAAAAAAAfk/luJEpp78It0/s1600-h/z185231905.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SeF4sR_LiGI/AAAAAAAAAfk/luJEpp78It0/s320/z185231905.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323668936666613858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I have been changed for good."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helloooooooo children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well. I am officially 27. As of 9:30ish, or so, this [Saturday] morning, it has been my birthday. Please, no singing of the song. I don't like the Birthday Song. Seriously. Not really sure why, just don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any-who.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SeF4Zae232I/AAAAAAAAAfc/anGSAHCdT7U/s320/wicked.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323668612529446754" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my birthday, my parents and I went to see &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WICKED&lt;/span&gt; tonight. So. Absolutely. Freakin'. Fantabulously. AMAZING!!! Yes, yes I did enjoy, in case you were wondering... I'm still filled with the warm and fuzzy and giddy feelings inside from seeing it. *&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;extreme&lt;/span&gt; happy sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any-what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did have a decent b'day..., even though I did have to work today. They let me go home early, which was rockin' of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any-when.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also [FINALLY] found an outfit for tomorrow! Mom and I went shopping all day yesterday and I had no luck at all. More than likely pictures will be taken and they shall be [eventually] posted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any-where.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[I'm] [very] [much] [enjoying] [the] [usage] [of] [the] [brackets] [in] [my] [typing] [today] [.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any-why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now trying to think of anything to type so I can finish up the usage of the 5 W's connected to the word "any".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any-how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peacin' out now. Very tired from a long day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-8107096165767191647?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/8107096165767191647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=8107096165767191647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/8107096165767191647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/8107096165767191647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/04/because-i-knew-you.html' title='&quot;Because I knew you...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SeF4sR_LiGI/AAAAAAAAAfk/luJEpp78It0/s72-c/z185231905.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2048736189991705697</id><published>2009-04-05T21:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:40:43.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"How come I end up where I started? How come I end up where I went wrong?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sdl2FtHV5yI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-Q8wElGUeZw/s320/upondancefloor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321414275096766242" /&gt;"Won't take my eyes off the ball again. You reel me out then you cut the string." (Radiohead, "15 Step" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Rainbows&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helloooooo children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joyful Noise, Joyful Noise! Two more weeks 'till Joyful Noise! The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel the need to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Watch &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Watch &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Little Mermaid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Read &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/span&gt; (again).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Read &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt; (again).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Go running (after such a long break from not running).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Not go to work (but that would be a very wrong decision to make during this point in time).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Go practice guitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Purchase and watch &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oklahoma!&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...that's my random list for this postage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joyful Noise 2009 is almost here, kiddies! Info, info, info....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sdl3MZifr_I/AAAAAAAAAfM/oTw0qrKJgbU/s320/joynoise09flyer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321415489612656626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*This is the info on an event calendar on facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year's performers at Joyful Noise are (Click on name for link to music site):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/heathmcnease"&gt;Heath McNease&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/alisonbranyonmusic"&gt;Ali Branyon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theseparate"&gt;The Separate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thefriarcookband"&gt;Friar Cook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The festival will also feature a gospel presentation, drams, sumo suit wrestling, and inflatable jousting! Lots of prizes will be given away, including an mp3 player and a free week of summer camp! The festival is free, concessions will be open if you would like to purchase food, and the performers will have merchandise as well. We hope to see you on Saturday, April 18th, 1:30-7:00PM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Location: Camp Grace, 145 Grace Dr. (don't try mapquesting, we aren't in there yet), Fairmont, NC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Email: campgrace@hughes.net&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there it is. I finally got around to posting that info. hahaha! Are you shocked it took that long? No. Not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaaaaaaaand I'm off. Peace out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-2048736189991705697?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2048736189991705697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2048736189991705697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2048736189991705697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2048736189991705697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-come-i-end-up-where-i-started-how.html' title='&quot;How come I end up where I started? How come I end up where I went wrong?&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sdl2FtHV5yI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-Q8wElGUeZw/s72-c/upondancefloor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-6166130693982831923</id><published>2009-03-25T21:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:45:35.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh, I'm just a little black rain cloud..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/ScrsLmYnjcI/AAAAAAAAAe8/aWzjo1wlwSc/s1600-h/stock9amitied.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/ScrsLmYnjcI/AAAAAAAAAe8/aWzjo1wlwSc/s320/stock9amitied.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317321994090810818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;"...hovering under a honey tree..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh the rain, rain, rain came down, down down..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all rainy outside today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hear it's going to be all rainy outside tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mixed feelings about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love rainy/dreary days like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't enjoy having to go to work on rainy/dreary days like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., I need to update my Baby-Sitters Club list on here...as well as my computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-6166130693982831923?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/6166130693982831923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=6166130693982831923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/6166130693982831923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/6166130693982831923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-im-just-little-black-rain-cloud.html' title='&quot;Oh, I&apos;m just a little black rain cloud...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/ScrsLmYnjcI/AAAAAAAAAe8/aWzjo1wlwSc/s72-c/stock9amitied.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-5961112805027394458</id><published>2009-03-21T23:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:31:32.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Yeah, but I was crying over something legitimate..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/ScW8mVgjbfI/AAAAAAAAAes/QSSaSlguLxw/s1600-h/twilight64.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/ScW8mVgjbfI/AAAAAAAAAes/QSSaSlguLxw/s320/twilight64.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315862301975473650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I was crying over a movie."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do, I do, I do, I do have Snow Day pictures for you!...finally. Clicker over to me flickr to view all the ones I deemed worthy to post on there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/ScW9OcVfw4I/AAAAAAAAAe0/FkqKxdDndRI/s320/sday03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315862991002911618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the view from the front yard at our house. It's just...so..., I love it! It's all white and black and slightly greyscale. hahaha! Keep in mind I live in Alabama. We don't see snow like this hardly ever. Whenever there is even a hint of a possibility of the word 'snow' being mentioned, the entire state freaks out and ravages the grocery marts. No lie. It's so embarrassing. The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. I chose a few other pictures from the Snow Day and uploaded them to my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/"&gt;flickr (click on the word flickr, or this part of the sentence, to get there.)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep. That's about it for today's post-a-rooney. Peacin' out home-dogs, home-slices, home-fries, home-boyz, homies. Stop it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-5961112805027394458?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/5961112805027394458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=5961112805027394458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5961112805027394458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5961112805027394458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/03/yeah-but-i-was-crying-over-something.html' title='&quot;Yeah, but I was crying over something legitimate...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/ScW8mVgjbfI/AAAAAAAAAes/QSSaSlguLxw/s72-c/twilight64.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-395970025715865035</id><published>2009-03-15T22:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:32:36.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"There are some that call me..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sb3HmiT152I/AAAAAAAAAek/j-4IWxd2Irk/s1600-h/z184522518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sb3HmiT152I/AAAAAAAAAek/j-4IWxd2Irk/s320/z184522518.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313622600226039650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Tim..."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May I just say how much I enjoy &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monty Python and the Search for the Holy Grail&lt;/span&gt;? A. Lot. The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You silly sod! You got us all worked up!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You tit! I soiled my armour I was so scared!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm warning you. He's got huge sharp... He can leap about... Look at the bones!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's really all I had to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waste of a good post? Maybe. Maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world may never know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-395970025715865035?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/395970025715865035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=395970025715865035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/395970025715865035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/395970025715865035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-are-some-that-call-me.html' title='&quot;There are some that call me...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sb3HmiT152I/AAAAAAAAAek/j-4IWxd2Irk/s72-c/z184522518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-6867230672053030091</id><published>2009-03-08T20:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:56:55.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Go to the Great Owl, Mrs. Brisby."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SbR3W4p48XI/AAAAAAAAAec/h6FV_-0Jids/s1600-h/z168282035.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SbR3W4p48XI/AAAAAAAAAec/h6FV_-0Jids/s320/z168282035.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311001095625568626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Go to him."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am L-O-V-Ein' this ever so loverly Spring-like weather. Hopefully it won't get too terribly cold again before the weather settles into this stated permanently...for, like, a month..., and then it gets hot as a monkey's booty until the end of October. Boo that. I like to enjoy my seasons... The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still haven't had time to upload my Snow Day pics. I'll try and do that within the next few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In honour of Spring, I'm watching &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Secret of Nimh&lt;/span&gt;. Kickin' it childhood-style. hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I cleaned out our local Thrift Store for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby-sitters Club&lt;/span&gt; books. Insert sad face emoticon. Anyone feel the need to contribute to my collection? Feel free to... Just sayin', if you happen to come across any and they're at a dirt-cheap price...send 'em my way..., if you see fit to doing so... hahaha! But seriously. The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm gonna peace out now. I've been in this oddly productive mood lately and I'm really enjoying it! hahaha! I've been going through stuff in my room cleaning and cleaning out. Spring really is coming about, huh... hahaha! Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out homies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-6867230672053030091?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/6867230672053030091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=6867230672053030091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/6867230672053030091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/6867230672053030091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/03/go-to-great-owl-mrs-brisby.html' title='&quot;Go to the Great Owl, Mrs. Brisby.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SbR3W4p48XI/AAAAAAAAAec/h6FV_-0Jids/s72-c/z168282035.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-4118278569718363545</id><published>2009-03-04T17:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:46:16.832-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Love is the triumph..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sa9KS4TS1wI/AAAAAAAAAeU/nAJs00SFWZA/s1600-h/a47.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sa9KS4TS1wI/AAAAAAAAAeU/nAJs00SFWZA/s320/a47.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309544173904516866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"of imagination over intelligence." ~H. L. Mencken&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's picture time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished my first quilt...finally! Hahaha! It's a baby quilt for my niece, Aidyn. Yay! We also had our first proper SNOW DAY this past Sunday. What? Snow Day? In the South? Yes. Yes we did. Hahaha! I'm talkin' I got to go out and actually play/build things in this snow. I know, right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pics, the rest can be seen on my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/"&gt;flickr account&lt;/a&gt; (clickr on the word flickr).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sa9J7Gxx-BI/AAAAAAAAAeE/4uHViwlcNJY/s320/aidynquilt14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309543765473622034" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sa9J7TL9G5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/YJcCANW8raI/s320/aidynquilt16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309543768804629394" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um...so I didn't upload my Snow Day pics. I'll work on that. Sorry kiddies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait for it. Wait for it. Wait....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A'ight. Peacin' out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-4118278569718363545?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/4118278569718363545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=4118278569718363545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4118278569718363545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4118278569718363545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-is-triumph.html' title='&quot;Love is the triumph...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/Sa9KS4TS1wI/AAAAAAAAAeU/nAJs00SFWZA/s72-c/a47.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-7303125753549075937</id><published>2009-02-26T22:08:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:20:36.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"You cannot depend on your eyes..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SadpZ02Dn_I/AAAAAAAAAd0/SEQ7cT4ka9Q/s1600-h/z166555838.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SadpZ02Dn_I/AAAAAAAAAd0/SEQ7cT4ka9Q/s320/z166555838.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307326578282438642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"when your imagination is out of focus." -Mark Twain (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Connecticut Yankee In King Arthur's Court&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just added 18, count 'em, 18 (Okay, you can't really count them because you can't visibly see them, so I'm not sure why I said that. It should have been more like, "I repeat". Oh well...) more &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby-Sitter's Club&lt;/span&gt; books to my collection/library/whatever. Who's excited? I'm excited. This kid right here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be trying to acquire more within the next day or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I place on acquiring more each week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., I'm ready for Summer nights. Not Olivia Newton John/John Travolta "Those Summer Nights", but Summer nights in general where you hang out with your friends and have fun and chill making memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-7303125753549075937?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/7303125753549075937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=7303125753549075937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7303125753549075937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7303125753549075937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-cannot-depend-on-your-eyes.html' title='&quot;You cannot depend on your eyes...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SadpZ02Dn_I/AAAAAAAAAd0/SEQ7cT4ka9Q/s72-c/z166555838.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-3626408900228911522</id><published>2009-02-25T00:31:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:59:49.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"A good book is the precious lifeblood of a master spirit,..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SaTql8BzyUI/AAAAAAAAAds/cPBM6Wak8VQ/s1600-h/z183289795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SaTql8BzyUI/AAAAAAAAAds/cPBM6Wak8VQ/s320/z183289795.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306624198439061826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"...embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life." - John Milton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I've finally taken a few pictures of my Thrift Shop treasures I've been mentioning every now and then... Keyword: finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SaTnM7xtj8I/AAAAAAAAAdU/4s8hEmOnuuA/s320/thriftstore01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306620470339932098" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; So, I had already owned about five-six of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Baby-Sitter's Club&lt;/span&gt; books and started collecting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; more of them (mainly the Marry Anne stories) and decided that since these are no longer in print (yes, tis a sad fact kids) I would start collecting the entire series. I'm doing this not just for myself, but also for my future, unborn daughters and nieces. Hahaha! Starting my library, peeps. Yes, yes. I'm not just collecting &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby-Sitter's Club&lt;/span&gt; books, but also other books that I think would be a great addition to a library for children. All kinds of pimped-out excitement. Then again, when am I not when it comes to books? Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SaTocn0MpEI/AAAAAAAAAdc/JRAbHnpIsOQ/s320/thriftstore03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306621839371183170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have started collecting figurines and frames and stuff that remind me of characters from some of my favorite books, or that simply remind me of my favorite books in general. This little guy is "Pigwidgeon" from the Harry Potter series. I think he's adorable. He's probably 4 inches tall...should have sized him next to something for more of an effect, but I didn't so oh well. I have a few other figurines that didn't come from the Thrift Shop but those pictures aren't being posted at this point in time. This is my postage to Thrift Shop findings. The End.&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;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SaTpjwnvGRI/AAAAAAAAAdk/03L1EmA3OQw/s320/thriftstore04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306623061505546514" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another lovely find and addition to my library! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Little Prince&lt;/span&gt;! All kinds of definite excitement on this find. Hecks yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. I really should not be awake posting this at this point in the evening. I have to be up early in the morning for work and need to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm peacin' out homies. More later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-3626408900228911522?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/3626408900228911522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=3626408900228911522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3626408900228911522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3626408900228911522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-book-is-precious-lifeblood-of.html' title='&quot;A good book is the precious lifeblood of a master spirit,...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SaTql8BzyUI/AAAAAAAAAds/cPBM6Wak8VQ/s72-c/z183289795.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-38414691591396194</id><published>2009-02-15T21:16:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:46:02.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"'To know what would have happened, child?' said Aslan..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SZjq8E7-BcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/u-xP8kn5Ifg/s1600-h/z181646219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SZjq8E7-BcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/u-xP8kn5Ifg/s320/z181646219.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303246879067080130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;"'No. Nobody is ever told that.'" (Lewis, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An eighteen-wheeler fell OFF the OVERPASS in front of our church this morning! No lie. NO. LIE. As far as we know the driver is okay, we didn't get to find out too many details. His cab was still up on the bank, or the interstate, but his trailer was not so much. It wasn't hanging off the side, it was more like "parked" on the slant of the hill. I involuntarily started laughing when I saw it. I know, it's horrible, but I did. I didn't know what else to do so I just started laughing...every time I opened my mouth to say something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I've decided -- okay, more like told and finally complied with -- to take a break from my home church. I need a break from a few situations, a few circumstances and a few people. I just feel stressed (way more than you should in a church and also in a church community) and like I can't breathe. So, Im going to go visit at a few churches that some friends are attenders/members of; spend some time with them. I'm excited about this! I wasn't at first but now I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um... what else, what else, what else.... I still owe a more in-depth info blog on Joyful Noise 2009. That'll come later (Yes, it will. No, I haven't forgotten.).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I gotsta go do a lil' bit o' laundry for work tomorrow before I heads to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out, kiddies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-38414691591396194?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/38414691591396194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=38414691591396194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/38414691591396194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/38414691591396194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-know-what-would-have-happened-child.html' title='&quot;&apos;To know what would have happened, child?&apos; said Aslan...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SZjq8E7-BcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/u-xP8kn5Ifg/s72-c/z181646219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-3944588408716783386</id><published>2009-02-10T18:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:42:07.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"What doesn't kill you..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SZIe1bvUaKI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Q4LuEF3Uw04/s1600-h/atthetime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SZIe1bvUaKI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Q4LuEF3Uw04/s320/atthetime.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301333614696622242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"...will still just eat you alive."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's crackalackin' kiddies? Every thing alrighty-ighty? Yes? Yes. Good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not too much life updates and interesting anecdotes and whatnots for today's post, just some good ol' giggle worthy randomness. Always good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure if I mentioned this in the blog-a-roo yet, but I'm going back to Fairmont, NC to play in the Joyful Noise 2009 music festival. All kinds of pimped-out excitement goin' on about this soon to come trip and event. I'll post more details and such later in a big-fat-plug-for-the-festival post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um...that's all I can think of. I think this is partially because I'm just really impatient to post these two next things. hahaha! Hey. My blog. My Rules. The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onward!&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;What's In A Name (or as I like to call it, Alon, The Green Tea! What, what!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. YOUR REAL NAME: Alison Branyon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME (mother's and father's middle name): Mary Neil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. NASCAR NAME (first name of your mother's dad + father's dad): Abb Ural&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. STAR WARS NAME (first 3 letters of your last name + first 3 of your first): Braal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. DETECTIVE NAME (favorite color + animal): Blue Cat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. SOAP OPERA NAME (middle name + town you were born): Broek Birmingham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. SUPERHERO NAME ("THE" + 2nd fav. color + fav. drink): The Green Tea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. FLY NAME (1st 2 letters of 1st name + last 2 letters of last name): Alon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. STREET NAME (fav. ice cream flavor + fav. cookie): Banana Pudding Oreo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. ROCK STAR NAME (current pet's name + current street name): Carraway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.PORN NAME (1st pet's name + street you grew up on OR state you grew up in): Valentine Second Street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. YOUR GANGSTA NAME (1st 3 letters of real name + IZZLE): Aliizzle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. YOUR GOTH NAME (BLACK + name of one of your pets): Black Angel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. STRIPPER NAME (name of fav. perfume/cologne + fav. candy): Cool Water KitKat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously... That's just good fun right there...&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;One Word (or as I like to call it..., One Word? Crap! I need a thesaurus....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your cell phone: chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your hair: dirty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your father: working&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your favorite thing: music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your dream last night: forgotten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your favorite drink: tea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your dream/goal: faithfulness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The room you are in: den&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your fear: solitary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where do you want to be in 6 years: married&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muffins: blueberry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of your wish list items: Dyson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where you grew up: Birmingham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last thing you did: tinkled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are you wearing: clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your TV: on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your pets: dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your computer: Mac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your life: incomplete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your mood: chill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missing someone: possibility&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your car: blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Favorite store: book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your summer: awesometastic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your favorite color: blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When is the last time you laughed: hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last time you cried: days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaaaaaand spent. That's all. Peacin' out 'cause we have company at the house now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-3944588408716783386?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/3944588408716783386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=3944588408716783386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3944588408716783386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3944588408716783386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-doesnt-kill-you.html' title='&quot;What doesn&apos;t kill you...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SZIe1bvUaKI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Q4LuEF3Uw04/s72-c/atthetime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-9124397509857669380</id><published>2009-01-27T23:39:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:46:37.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"If My people, who are called by My name,"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SX_0doDoATI/AAAAAAAAAcM/jM14yHa5AXc/s1600-h/openbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SX_0doDoATI/AAAAAAAAAcM/jM14yHa5AXc/s320/openbook.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296220476616999218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"will humble themselves, and pray and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin and heal their land" 2 Chronicles 7:14 (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New King James Version&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hello children! I have heard a wonderful song that you should all hear! Go to your favorite music listening site (iTunes, Wal-Mart, Pandora, what have you) and type in We Pray. You'll either find it under the artist name of BarlowGirl or Adam Agee...more than likely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Any-who. Wonderful song! Lyrics follow below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We Pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;feat. Adam Agee of Stellar Kart, BarlowGirl, Leigh Cappillino of Point of Grace, Rebecca St. James, Lisa Kimmey, Juan Winans and David Leonard of Jackson Waters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the tired and the weary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost and confused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopeless and needy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With nothing to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who are falling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or have already fallen away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause our hearts are exploding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With compassion and love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a world that is dying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be lifted up (oh...)&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;We pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Humbly we seek Your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Broken and unafraid to be, You hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We leave it all in Your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Know that You'll hear us when we pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace and forgiveness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the nations at war&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strength in their weakness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they can take no more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mercy, redemption, healing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for You to be Lord of all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our hearts are exploding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With compassion and love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a world that is dying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be lifted up...&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;We pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Humbly we seek Your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Broken and unafraid to be, You hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We leave it all in Your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Know that You'll hear us when we pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Father in Heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Giver of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your Kingdom forever be glorified&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You alone can unite us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And heal or divide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bow down before You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Lord hear our cry&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;We pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Humbly we seek Your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Broken and unafraid to be, You hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We leave it all in Your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Know that You'll hear us when we pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God we know that You hear us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all. Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-9124397509857669380?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/9124397509857669380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=9124397509857669380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/9124397509857669380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/9124397509857669380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-my-people-who-are-called-by-my-name.html' title='&quot;If My people, who are called by My name,&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SX_0doDoATI/AAAAAAAAAcM/jM14yHa5AXc/s72-c/openbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-7902234114556019876</id><published>2009-01-26T23:39:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:12:59.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"No one is useless in this world..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SX6ioohJZpI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qkwcLTR1z0M/s1600-h/bebetter.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SX6ioohJZpI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qkwcLTR1z0M/s200/bebetter.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295849030789195410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"who lightens the burdens of another." --Charles Dickens&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It very much frustrates me that I cannot engage myself in reading multiple books at one time and follow along intently to each. Insert frustrated emoticon. I am in a very big reading mood right now and am only capable of reading one book at a time. That, my dear friends, is a sad day. I'm not a speedy reader either (if not allowed to sit and read without interruptions/obligations/what have you). Hence the frustration(s). Hahaha....insert defeated sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. Moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the first picture of many that shall and will be taken over this year! Who's excited? I'm excited! You in the back. Are you excited sir? Oh, excuse me. Are you excited...ma'am? You are? Sweet! On to the picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SX6lH9Z4LgI/AAAAAAAAAcE/iEVdFO-erYo/s320/lawrence01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295851767995051522" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Lawrence. Lawrence the Lizard. Lawrence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; lives in a small vase of fake flowers in the foyer of our home. He's been living there for 3+ months now. The other day Mom accidently knocked him out of his "home" when she was trying to show him to a friend. I was able to get him to climb onto my hand where he then proceeded to take a lil' nappy-nap on my wrist. No lie. I finally got him to climb back into the flowers where he continued his nappy-nap and I was then able to snap a few pictures of him. He let me too. I think I may have gotten on his nerves a bit with my camera shutter clicking ever so loudly whilst he tried to sleep. My apologies, little guy. So, anyway. Meet Lawrence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cutting this a bit short. Sorry kiddos. I'm very much on the sleepy side of awake and should have been in the bed taking care of that problem a good bit ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out homies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-7902234114556019876?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/7902234114556019876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=7902234114556019876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7902234114556019876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7902234114556019876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-one-is-useless-in-this-world.html' title='&quot;No one is useless in this world...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SX6ioohJZpI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qkwcLTR1z0M/s72-c/bebetter.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-1525290462002954869</id><published>2009-01-18T22:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:33:12.279-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pattertwig: "We could collect nuts!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SXQMd_92A2I/AAAAAAAAAbo/KydGolZRtTY/s1600-h/journal.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SXQMd_92A2I/AAAAAAAAAbo/KydGolZRtTY/s200/journal.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292869171593741154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reepicheep: "Oh yes, and then we can throw them at the Telmarines. Shut up!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in a Narnia mood. Hahaha! I'm currently reading &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prince Caspian&lt;/span&gt; and also watching the movie (not literally at the same time as you should properly assume). I need to find the last three books of the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chronicles&lt;/span&gt; in the same binding of the first four I have. Hmm, good luck with that, eh? Hahaha! Every time I go into the bookstores they never have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Voyage of the Dawn Treader&lt;/span&gt; in the binding I'm looking for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SXQOFCihdnI/AAAAAAAAAbw/sxB5_007tc4/s200/william_moseley-7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292870941810980466" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here's my confession of the post. Dear Diary, I'm so relieved to find out that the guys who play Prince Caspian and Peter Pevensie are in fact 21+. I feel less likely to go to jail for thinking them attractive. Hahaha! The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I did just say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and I went to the Thrift Store the other day. Oh happy times, indeed. I racked up on six books, three picture frames and an owl figurine. The books include &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Welcome To The Monkey House&lt;/span&gt;, Kurt Vonnegut; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Wrinkle In Time&lt;/span&gt;, Madeline L'Engle; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Under The Tuscan Sun&lt;/span&gt;, Frances Mayer (in really, really good condition); &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Million Little Pieces&lt;/span&gt;, James Frey (also nice condition); &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest&lt;/span&gt;, Ken Kesey (decent condition); and some book I've never heard of called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O Ye Jigs &amp;amp; Juleps&lt;/span&gt;, by someone-I-don't-know-or-remember-and-can't-read-her-name-from-where-I'm-sitting-and-I-don't-want-to-get-up-to-check (I've read bits of it already and it looks like a collection of funny short stories for children and adults of all ages).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright then. I am on the sleepy side of awake and need to be up for work in the morning kiddies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-1525290462002954869?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/1525290462002954869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=1525290462002954869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1525290462002954869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1525290462002954869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/01/pattertwig-we-could-collect-nuts.html' title='Pattertwig: &quot;We could collect nuts!&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SXQMd_92A2I/AAAAAAAAAbo/KydGolZRtTY/s72-c/journal.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2620357042564202008</id><published>2009-01-06T22:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:24:28.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"A smile is the perfect gift,"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SWQrSiTUuxI/AAAAAAAAAbg/5Jr_b7Wk2oo/s1600-h/books.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SWQrSiTUuxI/AAAAAAAAAbg/5Jr_b7Wk2oo/s200/books.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288399459885300498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"personal and encouraging." -- The inside of my Dove Chocolate wrapper&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"And the rain, rain, rain came down, down, down..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And boy howdy did it ever today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children! Man, oh, man did it ever pour showers and buckets of fat rainy drops today. All day. Which made for a very slow-traffic day at work. Not so good for sales at all, but I was okay with that because we were able to bring stuff out of the stock room and complete tasks that desperately needed to be done in preparation for Thursday when we'll be having another truck bring more merchandise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my way home I actually switched my radio station over to WDJC (our local Christian radio station for you non-Alabamerians/Birminghamers) and heard Francesca Battistelli's new single "Free To Be Me." Yeah...it only confirmed my fandom for her music. So glad God had me hear that one. Look it up and give it a lil' listen, kiddies. Its a goody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been experimentationing with my Photoshop program I gots for Christmas. Having a ball of a time. Yeppie. I'll have to work more with it and eventually post my outcomes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As mentioned in the previous post I shall now reveal my New Year's Resolution list for 2009. Ready. Set. Listing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Memorize a verse of Scripture each week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Keep a regular journal log.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Write more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Learn to be more quiet [in regards to listening/talking to God].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Take a minimum of one new picture each week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Show one act of concern/care for friends each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Pray more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Read more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Notice more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Talk less when appropriate and speak when appropriate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Love more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Clean once a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Doodle, draw, create art work more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Write letters [as in pen and paper, stamp and envelope letters -- a lost art].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far so good with some of the items on the list. I'm happy. I'm pretty stoked to see how things turn out over the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm going to peace out and try to get to sleep at a decent hour tonight for work tomorrow morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out homies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-2620357042564202008?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2620357042564202008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2620357042564202008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2620357042564202008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2620357042564202008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/01/smile-is-perfect-gift.html' title='&quot;A smile is the perfect gift,&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SWQrSiTUuxI/AAAAAAAAAbg/5Jr_b7Wk2oo/s72-c/books.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2843539912631653901</id><published>2009-01-05T18:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:04:56.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"In the absences of a decent time machine,"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SWKm5UtlLrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/6dhHCWE4Fz4/s1600-h/anothercamera.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 99px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SWKm5UtlLrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/6dhHCWE4Fz4/s200/anothercamera.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287972416229027506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"fiction remains the most sturdy vehicle for visiting other eras." --Tom Nolan,  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wall Street Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello childerenians! So sorry it has been a while since my last contribution to the blogging world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas was good. I must say it did blow by like a crazy-fast gust of wind. Sad day indeed. I would have loved to have enjoyed the season more than I was not able to. I got two-thirds of my Wish List (woo hoo!). I got a copy of Photoshop for my Mac-y Lap-y; no more editing photos on the desktop and transferring them over. I also got some sort of loverly device that I can plug my guitar/microphone/keyboards/etc. into and then plug it into my Mac and do some pretty decent recordings with. All sorts of excited about both of those giftasesasisms. Yeppie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Year's wasn't too much of a bust. I had to work opening shift New Year's Eve as well as New Year's Day, so needless to say I couldn't stay out too long after the new year rang in. Hahaha!....er, sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did make some resolutions. I'm not too big on doing such, but they're different this year. This year's list will be prayed over throughout the whole year. Not everything on the list may not be fulfilled depending on the different season's of my life throughout this year. Hence the praying. What I think I may need to work on or do may not exactly be what God wants me to focus on, so my list is flexible and open to change and tweaking. I'll post my list as of so far later.... It's not sitting next to me at this point in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny story before I peace out: I was driving home from work a few days ago and was stopped at a traffic light when I looked at the house to my left and saw that in the yard were Christmas decorations (yes, still, but technically its the first week after New Year's and unwritten rule you can still leave 'em up...whatever.). In this yard were three of the white, wicker, white-light reindeer and a Santa figure beside them. Whether due to high winds from the rainy weather we've been having lately or lovely little vandals, the Santa was lying face down on the ground in front of the reindeer with the reindeer looking down triumphantly over him. It was almost as if the deer taken Santa out. It was slightly dark outside and I didn't have a camera to document this glorious sight. I saw it once more before it was finally taken down and again did not have a camera handy and it was getting dark. Oh how I wish it had been light outside so I could have at least gotten a crappy phone picture of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now. Peace out homies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-2843539912631653901?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2843539912631653901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2843539912631653901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2843539912631653901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2843539912631653901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-absences-of-decent-time-machine.html' title='&quot;In the absences of a decent time machine,&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SWKm5UtlLrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/6dhHCWE4Fz4/s72-c/anothercamera.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-7644305841283577711</id><published>2008-12-23T16:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:40:14.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Whoever wrote the song 'Its The Most Wonderful Time Of the Year'..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SVFjmtWuMyI/AAAAAAAAAa4/pFQX4eZIHPM/s1600-h/jackasspinata.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SVFjmtWuMyI/AAAAAAAAAa4/pFQX4eZIHPM/s200/jackasspinata.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283113354543379234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..."never worked retail during the holiday season."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean... I agree with the song when I'm not working. Love me some Christmas season when not working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried one of those 5-Hour Energy Shots today. I got the extreme one, the black one...for those of you familiar, or not so much familiar, with this product. These things consist of 2 ounces of drink. The directions say drink half for minimum energy, whole thing for maximum (obviously) effect. Directions also say not to exceed two of these whole energy shots in a 24hr period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It stopped working after almost an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I now need to finish putting together some Christmas gifts and such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out homies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-7644305841283577711?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/7644305841283577711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=7644305841283577711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7644305841283577711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7644305841283577711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/12/whoever-wrote-song-its-most-wonderful.html' title='&quot;Whoever wrote the song &apos;Its The Most Wonderful Time Of the Year&apos;...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SVFjmtWuMyI/AAAAAAAAAa4/pFQX4eZIHPM/s72-c/jackasspinata.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-8098231408574685934</id><published>2008-12-06T22:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T23:23:04.047-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Have you ever been hurt and the place tries to heal a bit,"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/STtWwVowvfI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Viiug9ngYVE/s1600-h/lookatsky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/STtWwVowvfI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Viiug9ngYVE/s200/lookatsky.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276906776836488690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"and you just pull the scar off of it over and over again?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've noticed a pattern. No matter how much I try and I fight, I can't stop this cycle. Pray? What do you think I do every time the pain rips its way through my heart again? I cry to God because no one else is around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words speak loud, actions speak louder. Give me reason not to doubt. Give me reason to believe I'm not invisible.&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;I wonder if its my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-8098231408574685934?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/8098231408574685934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=8098231408574685934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/8098231408574685934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/8098231408574685934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-you-ever-been-hurt-and-place-tries.html' title='&quot;Have you ever been hurt and the place tries to heal a bit,&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/STtWwVowvfI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Viiug9ngYVE/s72-c/lookatsky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-908035517580671896</id><published>2008-12-01T19:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:11:19.728-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"You hold your head up to the sky..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/STSJfApfFhI/AAAAAAAAAUY/0DqQNQgHlIE/s1600-h/breathe.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/STSJfApfFhI/AAAAAAAAAUY/0DqQNQgHlIE/s200/breathe.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274992229400647186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You say what kind of blue are you? Are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started management training this week. I'm really tired and I still need to bake cookies for Bible Study Cookie Swap get together/party/whatever you call it tomorrow night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., the Arby's commercial where the guy's wife dresses up in an Arby's uniform and brings him food to the bed and the Arby's sign pops up over his head and he says, "Me likey" is absolutely vomit worthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-908035517580671896?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/908035517580671896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=908035517580671896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/908035517580671896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/908035517580671896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-hold-your-head-up-to-sky.html' title='&quot;You hold your head up to the sky...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/STSJfApfFhI/AAAAAAAAAUY/0DqQNQgHlIE/s72-c/breathe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-843384416789345190</id><published>2008-11-25T17:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:47:18.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Keeping You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSyObD0bEGI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/9ujGcSaIKRc/s1600-h/euphoria.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSyObD0bEGI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/9ujGcSaIKRc/s200/euphoria.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272745859276804194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;*This is only really, really, really fun when you use a bigger selection in your library. If I were to do this on our desktop I would have more songs to shuffle through..., but I didn't so...there you go.&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;1. Put your iTunes* on Shuffle.&lt;div&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. You must write down the name of the song no matter how silly it sounds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Tag at least 10 friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Anyone tagged has to do the same because fun pointlessness spreads like a virus (and by "has to" I mean I don't care; I'm just bored.).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If someone says, "Is this okay?" You say? "Rebirthing" by Skillet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would you describe yourself? "She Walks In Beauty" CCHS Chamber Choir (HAHAHAHA!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you like in a guy/girl? "Redemption, Passion, Glory" by Dizmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you feel today? "Telescope Eyes" by Eisley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your life's purpose? "Everybody Says" by Kellin Watson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your motto? "Open Your Eyes" by Margot &amp;amp; The Nuclear So And So's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do your friends think of you? "Only One" by Mainstay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think of your parents? "Like the Actors" by Eisley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think about very often? "Lost At Sea" by Eisley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is 2+2? "Those Nights" by Skillet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think of your best friend(s)? "As Tall As Cliffs" by Margot &amp;amp; The Nuclear So And So's (HAHAHA!!! They're both taller than me...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think of the person you like? "Fairytale Dreams" by Ryan Baxley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your life story? "Alone/Alive" by Shapes and Sizes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up? "Sweetness In Starlight" by Matt Wertz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think of when you see the person you like? "Invasion" by Eisley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What will you dance to at your wedding? "Red Meets Blue" by Matt Wertz (Hahaha!! We started this joke at this camp I worked at seven years ago stating boys were blue and girls were red, no making purple.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What will they play at your funeral? "A Thousand Winters Melting" by The Myriad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your hobby/interest? "Never Think" by Rob Pattinson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your biggest fear? "Something Going Round" by Hanson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your biggest secret? "Dance" by Dizmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think of your friends? "Memories" by Eisley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What will you post this as? "Am I Keeping You?" by Mainstay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-843384416789345190?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/843384416789345190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=843384416789345190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/843384416789345190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/843384416789345190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/11/am-i-keeping-you.html' title='Am I Keeping You?'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSyObD0bEGI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/9ujGcSaIKRc/s72-c/euphoria.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-1272911434349014443</id><published>2008-11-25T00:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:36:08.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Why am I such a misfit?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSuZmb1Fu2I/AAAAAAAAAUI/vDn8XqG33vw/s1600-h/rpattinson01.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSuZmb1Fu2I/AAAAAAAAAUI/vDn8XqG33vw/s200/rpattinson01.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272476674351807330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I am not such a nitwit..."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seem to have forgotten to say what my opinion of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; was last post. Hahaha! Oopsy Daisies! My apologies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did like the movie. It was good. There were definitely some oober-cheesy parts in the movie, but there really was no way around that; you knew it was coming when reading the book. I do need to watch it a few more times to have a better grasp of my definite opinion on the film in relation to the book...if that makes any sense... /:| hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any-who. I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; found our dvd of the stop-animation of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. Hooray! Happy times are here again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of work. (And the random award goes to....) I sort of got a promotion at work (Kirkland's Home). Starting next week -- the first full week of holiday craziness -- I will begin training for management. How crazy is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;?! Hahaha! (Answer: very.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., Am I the only one who has noticed that the Santa in the Rudolph movie is prejudice? Yeah, he totally is. Jerk. Of course he wants him for his sleigh team when its very profitable to him and his reputation. Total jerk. (Double P.s., When the storm of storms hits, the eskimos that are blown over/out of their igloo...totally look like little aliens. Hahaha!) Just an observation. I'm not hatin' on the Santa man, just think its funny. Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-1272911434349014443?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/1272911434349014443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=1272911434349014443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1272911434349014443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1272911434349014443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-am-i-such-misfit.html' title='&quot;Why am I such a misfit?&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSuZmb1Fu2I/AAAAAAAAAUI/vDn8XqG33vw/s72-c/rpattinson01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-3311704586984931795</id><published>2008-11-22T23:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:07:28.564-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"There'll be no more talking to Whooooooos..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSjx0ttCrUI/AAAAAAAAAUA/rOm6F6VaD18/s1600-h/lovesyou.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSjx0ttCrUI/AAAAAAAAAUA/rOm6F6VaD18/s200/lovesyou.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271729251761171778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"who are not."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally went and saw Twilight at the midnight showing at 12:01am Thursday evening/Friday morning. Yes, yes I did. Enjoyed it except for the fact that the theater I was in was packed full of girls of the 16-18 years of age and five guys. That's a lie. There were probably eight guys in our theater, five of them straight. Two of those five were with girlfriends. Not sure what the other three straight guys were doing in there. Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway... That's all for this postiage. I'm tired beyond all tiredness from work tonight. Peacin' out to pass out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-3311704586984931795?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/3311704586984931795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=3311704586984931795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3311704586984931795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3311704586984931795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/11/therell-be-no-more-talking-to.html' title='&quot;There&apos;ll be no more talking to Whooooooos...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSjx0ttCrUI/AAAAAAAAAUA/rOm6F6VaD18/s72-c/lovesyou.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-5838460746235777545</id><published>2008-11-17T22:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:22:54.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Go on, go on, go on the stars are watching."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSJDDsnyfgI/AAAAAAAAAT4/-LBDZOF_6MU/s1600-h/applause.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSJDDsnyfgI/AAAAAAAAAT4/-LBDZOF_6MU/s200/applause.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269848244773617154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Just say, just say, just say what you're feeling..."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check me out: two posts in a row! Woo hooooooo! Maybe someone will enjoy that lil' bit o' enthusiasticness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any-who.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What has two thumbs and is all sorts of pimped out to the max ecstatic that Twilight comes out in a mere couple of days?! This kid RIGHT HERE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out homies! Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-5838460746235777545?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/5838460746235777545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=5838460746235777545' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5838460746235777545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5838460746235777545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/11/go-on-go-on-go-on-stars-are-watching.html' title='&quot;Go on, go on, go on the stars are watching.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSJDDsnyfgI/AAAAAAAAAT4/-LBDZOF_6MU/s72-c/applause.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2976494401055787388</id><published>2008-11-17T00:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:24:59.129-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Now when I caught myself I had to stop myself"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSEOML1RmMI/AAAAAAAAATw/pL9W4ZjROG8/s1600-h/ninja.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSEOML1RmMI/AAAAAAAAATw/pL9W4ZjROG8/s200/ninja.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269508641497651394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I'm saying something that I should have never thought of you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temperature outside is climbing its way down to chilly willy weather and I am L-O-V-Ein' it. Yes, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two current new music favorit-ays: Ingrid Michaelson, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BE OK&lt;/span&gt;; and The soundtrack to the motion picture &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;. For the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; cd, please, please children...listen to Rob Pattinson's "Never Think". Holy Folk Rockin' Goodness, Batman! Its awesometastic like....well, awesometasticness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the past month, almost two months, we have had a new "pet" living either on the window pane of the front door or the small fake flower arrangement that is located right by the front door. Its a tiny lizard. His name is Lawrence. I like him. He creates no problems. He is an easy-going fellow. Reiterating I like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to bed. Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-2976494401055787388?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2976494401055787388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2976494401055787388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2976494401055787388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2976494401055787388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/11/now-when-i-caught-myself-i-had-to-stop.html' title='&quot;Now when I caught myself I had to stop myself&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SSEOML1RmMI/AAAAAAAAATw/pL9W4ZjROG8/s72-c/ninja.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-3381209832354655604</id><published>2008-11-08T17:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T19:08:01.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fez: "I know why I'm not in the yearbook..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SRY1wc-dHiI/AAAAAAAAATo/Lfs4_nQMoks/s1600-h/fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SRY1wc-dHiI/AAAAAAAAATo/Lfs4_nQMoks/s200/fall.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266455920784514594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Its because whitey is keeping me down."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey there kiddy-roos! Who loves you? This kid right here. The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Saturday morning I had to follow The Mom to the Honda dealership so her car could get fixed. I backed out of the driveway and in my rearview mirror I saw a wonderful sight: As far as the eye could see down the street, a shower of beautiful Fall leaves blowing about. Glorious. Absolute gloriousness. AND! the shower of leaves was going on in front of me too! It was fun to drive through. I couldn't help but smile and feel all giggly inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I absolutely enjoy Fall weather. I wish the Fall weather would stay consistently Fall weathery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-3381209832354655604?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/3381209832354655604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=3381209832354655604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3381209832354655604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3381209832354655604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/11/fez-i-know-why-im-not-in-yearbook.html' title='Fez: &quot;I know why I&apos;m not in the yearbook...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SRY1wc-dHiI/AAAAAAAAATo/Lfs4_nQMoks/s72-c/fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-5245815505296828029</id><published>2008-11-07T11:10:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T18:48:54.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Donna: "Excuse me, Jackie, when exactly did you lose your soul?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SRR89Hnl5OI/AAAAAAAAATg/DtxiLSw7J54/s1600-h/ruin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SRR89Hnl5OI/AAAAAAAAATg/DtxiLSw7J54/s200/ruin.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265971253761926370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackie: "Um, cheerleading camp."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's been watching their That 70's Show boxed sets? This kid right here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., I doing better than I was yesterday (and the day before), for all ye who wonder. Those who checked up on me and prayed for me, thanks! You are swell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to Christmas Village for a little while today. Pictures will be taken of the crazy crap that people sell to stupid people for jacked-up prices (i.e., propane tanks decorated as pigs and turkeys and such).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all I really have for the time being. We're 'bout to go to Michael's craft store. Sweet blissful joy right there. Love me some craft stores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out homies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------Edit--------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just found this awesometastic new International Trailer for Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Excited? Yes. Yes, very.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visit this link for it: &lt;a href="http://www.traileraddict.com/trailer/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince/feature-trailer"&gt;http://www.traileraddict.com/trailer/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince/feature-trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-5245815505296828029?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/5245815505296828029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=5245815505296828029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5245815505296828029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5245815505296828029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/11/donna-excuse-me-jackie-when-exactly-did.html' title='Donna: &quot;Excuse me, Jackie, when exactly did you lose your soul?&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SRR89Hnl5OI/AAAAAAAAATg/DtxiLSw7J54/s72-c/ruin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-7762853689485171149</id><published>2008-11-06T11:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:16:28.375-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your words tell me I'm wrong, but your actions -- and the lack of your actions -- SCREAM I'm right.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prove me wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-7762853689485171149?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/7762853689485171149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=7762853689485171149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7762853689485171149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7762853689485171149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/11/your-words-tell-me-im-wrong-but-your.html' title=''/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-4620863769080977711</id><published>2008-11-04T10:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:53:45.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"The idea of an election is much more interesting to me than the election itself..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SRB96Vo19MI/AAAAAAAAATY/3u4fELYkWfs/s1600-h/furvsleather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SRB96Vo19MI/AAAAAAAAATY/3u4fELYkWfs/s200/furvsleather.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264846405590447298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The act of voting is in itself the defining moment."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is Election Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GO VOTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-4620863769080977711?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/4620863769080977711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=4620863769080977711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4620863769080977711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4620863769080977711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/11/idea-of-election-is-much-more.html' title='&quot;The idea of an election is much more interesting to me than the election itself...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SRB96Vo19MI/AAAAAAAAATY/3u4fELYkWfs/s72-c/furvsleather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-3877181002269956099</id><published>2008-11-03T18:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:54:40.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"She wants to know if we're secretly dating."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SQ-XbSonNbI/AAAAAAAAATQ/O5hdbEJT-90/s1600-h/rpattinson.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SQ-XbSonNbI/AAAAAAAAATQ/O5hdbEJT-90/s200/rpattinson.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264592984533841330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"And she wants to know how you feel about me."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., This post is for Ashley. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just&lt;/span&gt; for Ashley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.p.s., And then it is for all of those who have read the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; series and need a good laugh. Or for anyone who needs a good laugh. Well, at least I hope it gives a good laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I've never felt like this about anyone before. I've finally found the perfect guy...ever! His name is Edward Cullen. When I mean perfect, I mean perfect. He's beautiful, he's a gentleman, he's thoughtful, he's just...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I've never been so happy! I'm on cloud 9!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But, I have to admit that although I am beyond floating in euphoria about him, I am also heartbroken because all my friends tell me that it will never happen with me and Edward because he's a fictional character. But he's not! He's real! I know with all my heart and all my being that he &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; real! He is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I've tried over and over to express my feelings for him to him, but the words fail me every time. If only I could tell him, to let him know, maybe he would feel the same way and want to be with me like I want to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Edward,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wish I knew how to quit you...&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;So...there you go everyone. Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-3877181002269956099?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/3877181002269956099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=3877181002269956099' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3877181002269956099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3877181002269956099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/11/she-wants-to-know-if-were-secretly.html' title='&quot;She wants to know if we&apos;re secretly dating.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SQ-XbSonNbI/AAAAAAAAATQ/O5hdbEJT-90/s72-c/rpattinson.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2431732881046215080</id><published>2008-10-28T23:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:14:48.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"If she wanna rock, she rocks..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SQfwuqva-hI/AAAAAAAAATI/wbK76Pnu4xo/s1600-h/revenge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SQfwuqva-hI/AAAAAAAAATI/wbK76Pnu4xo/s200/revenge.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262439374143552018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"and if she wanna roll, she rolls."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its here! ITS HERE!! FALL WEATHER!! WAHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beanies and scarves and warm woolly jackets! Oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's excited? This kid right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-2431732881046215080?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2431732881046215080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2431732881046215080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2431732881046215080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2431732881046215080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-she-wanna-rock-she-rocks.html' title='&quot;If she wanna rock, she rocks...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SQfwuqva-hI/AAAAAAAAATI/wbK76Pnu4xo/s72-c/revenge.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-539060097756094947</id><published>2008-10-22T15:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:15:18.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"So glide away and so be healed and promise not to promise anymore"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SP-S5xyCcGI/AAAAAAAAASw/FAkLPtDRebI/s1600-h/guitar3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SP-S5xyCcGI/AAAAAAAAASw/FAkLPtDRebI/s200/guitar3.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260084411105439842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"And if you come around again then I will take, then I will take the chain from off the door."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello children! I've put more cruise pics up... Happy? Yes, very. Go check out the ol' flickr for more pic-a-roos. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SP-TMafAVEI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_eqt1_XwfuQ/s1600-h/cruise09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SP-TMafAVEI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_eqt1_XwfuQ/s200/cruise09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260084731269108802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SP-TMkFFKXI/AAAAAAAAATA/C8-yKDHbf8Y/s1600-h/cruise11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SP-TMkFFKXI/AAAAAAAAATA/C8-yKDHbf8Y/s200/cruise11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260084733844728178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... What else, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! New music update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've mentioned Joshua Radin in previous posts, yeah? Yeah. Got check out his song (via You Tube, iTunes, what have you) "Lovely Tonight." Oh. My. I do believe I have found my official First Dance song for my wedding...that God only knows when will happen (seing as I am single and not looking for any prospects). A few more I highly recommend you peepholes to go and checks out are Ingrid Michaelson's "The Chain" and Priscilla Ahn's "Dream" (oh so magically deliciously wonderfabulous). The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wrapped up our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Discerning the Voice of God&lt;/span&gt; study last night. Slightly sad because I very much enjoyed and gleaned so much from it. But! There are other studies out there that will and can be just as, if not more, beneficial to my spiritual needs. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Not sure if I mentioned this is any past postageness, but I have a new job. I am working part time at our Kirkland's Home store. I'm enjoying it. I, along with a few others at work, were interviewed (follow-up interviews, really) for possible management possitions (two available coming in November). Excited. Not sure if that is what I need to do yet. Still praying about the decesion that needs to be made regarding the position. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway. I need to go get ready for church tonight. Choir practice awaits. We're working on Christmas music for, well, Christmas, obviously... hahaha...yeah. So, peace out homies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-539060097756094947?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/539060097756094947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=539060097756094947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/539060097756094947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/539060097756094947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-glide-away-and-so-be-healed-and.html' title='&quot;So glide away and so be healed and promise not to promise anymore&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SP-S5xyCcGI/AAAAAAAAASw/FAkLPtDRebI/s72-c/guitar3.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-4695886943740727850</id><published>2008-10-11T22:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:51:56.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost,..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SPFzwDblPyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/tFUTcZUe24o/s1600-h/future.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SPFzwDblPyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/tFUTcZUe24o/s200/future.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256109509509988130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience." --Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello my loverlies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a change is coming. I know it down in my heart and can feel it in my soul. I believe it to be true. The tough part right now is preparing myself for it because I don't know when it will come. And that is all I shall say about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you who have not experienced the musical stylings of a one Joshua Radin, please...go forth and do so. I recommend the following from his album &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simple Things&lt;/span&gt;: "I'd Rather Be With You" and "They Bring Me To You". And! from his album &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We Were Here&lt;/span&gt;: "What If You".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, do yourself a favor and check him out. He's got a MySpace and a facebook, if I'm not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done this in quite a while and thought I should recycle it for the sake of silly memories. This is called something like, Your Life Soundtrack, or something to the effect of it being the soundtrack to your life if your life should ever be a movie. Got it? Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what you do is, take a sheet of paper and number 1 - 21 in a column. You then bring up your music player/library and set it to "random all". Press play. When a song comes up you write the title of that song next to each number until you have filled in all 21 slots. When you have finished compare the songs to the list (list is given below...). It is slightly on the fun side with the understatement on the word slightly. Do not skip over songs! Whatever comes up first goes! Makes it more...whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to do this each month and have them as playlists on my iPod. Sometimes they really did match up for whatever was going on with me for that month. 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Opening      Credits: "Saturday" by Marc Broussard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Waking      Up: "Movin' On" by Elliot Yamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Falling      in Love: "The Bird" by Shawn Colvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Fight      scene: "Odalisque" by The Decemberists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Walking      in the Rain: "Holiest Of Thieves" by The Myriad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Breaking      up: "When The War Came" by The Decemberists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Getting      back together: "The Minnow &amp;amp; The Trout" by A Fine Frenzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Secret      Love: "Breathe" by Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Life's      Okay: "All I Can Do" by Tyrone Wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Mental      Breakdown: "Sometimes I Can't Make It Alone" by Mae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Driving      Flashback: "My Desire" by Jeremy Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Partying: "Map Of The Problematique" by Muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Happy      Dance: "Gone" by Sitchfoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Regretting: "Carve Your Heart" by Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Long      Night Alone: "Can't Get You Out Of My Mind" by Aqulaung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The      Enemy Approaches: "I Wish I Were You" by Aaron Sprinkle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Running      Away: "Gave It All Away" by RED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Deciding      to Fight: "We'll Never Know" by Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Final &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Battle&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;: "I'll Take You On" by Howie Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Death      Scene: "Scratch" by Kendall Payne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;End Credits: &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Thousand Winters Melting&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; by The Myriad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, there you have it. Now, I do admit to skipping over songs in my library &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; they were a) Christmas songs, b) songs from musical soundtracks and/or c) they were symphonic instrumental stuff. So...yeah. Go forth and have fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peacin' out to my bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-4695886943740727850?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/4695886943740727850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=4695886943740727850' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4695886943740727850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4695886943740727850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/10/purpose-of-life-is-to-live-it-to-taste.html' title='&quot;The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost,...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SPFzwDblPyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/tFUTcZUe24o/s72-c/future.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-214428346365939802</id><published>2008-10-06T19:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T19:45:19.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'll help him toss you, dog."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SOquMZKFyQI/AAAAAAAAARo/L6ouAYG5JcE/s1600-h/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SOquMZKFyQI/AAAAAAAAARo/L6ouAYG5JcE/s200/book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254203443215976706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I owe you a good kick in the gut."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello children! I am lovin', I repeat, lovin' the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; series. I mean, lovin'! I'm still reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt; and actually wrapping it up, and I'll just go on and tell you that this is the funniest one of the four. I've been, litterally, laughing out loud while reading this one. I did not expect that nugget of joy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I was looking through my pictures and playing around with effects and such and thought, "Hmm, I wonder if I can make it look like a vampire?" Yes, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; that dorkish (if you hadn't already gathered as much from previous posts) and this is based off of Stephenie Meyer's description. So, without further delay, my photo manipulation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SOqvgQoAp8I/AAAAAAAAARw/VoZjo7IxkT8/s1600-h/vamp01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SOqvgQoAp8I/AAAAAAAAARw/VoZjo7IxkT8/s200/vamp01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254204884034561986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm still deciding which other cruise pics are going to be uploaded for display. Sorry kiddies, but I do have quite a few and within those quite-a-few I have favorites and I have to decide amongst those favorites which get to be posted. I try not to show too much favoritism, but...sometimes you just gotsta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's gonna be it for right now. Peace out homeskillets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-214428346365939802?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/214428346365939802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=214428346365939802' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/214428346365939802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/214428346365939802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/10/ill-help-him-toss-you-dog.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ll help him toss you, dog.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SOquMZKFyQI/AAAAAAAAARo/L6ouAYG5JcE/s72-c/book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-854457895803500542</id><published>2008-10-01T00:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T01:05:00.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Live in each season as it passes;..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SOMP1OF9IDI/AAAAAAAAARg/YvqOKysuKq4/s1600-h/pinnumber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SOMP1OF9IDI/AAAAAAAAARg/YvqOKysuKq4/s200/pinnumber.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252058997434687538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"...breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit." -- Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello children! I has peek-a-churz for yoos! Below are just a lil' samplin' for you, the rest can be found on my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/2904184448/"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt; (clicker on the flickr). Technically, the ones I uploaded are only half of the ones I plan to post, so...be anticimipatin' some more within the next few days...hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any-who. Enjoy these! I am sleepy. Peace out homies.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SOMOSK94fKI/AAAAAAAAAQo/rLivsYM0QqQ/s1600-h/cruise01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SOMOSK94fKI/AAAAAAAAAQo/rLivsYM0QqQ/s200/cruise01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252057295788473506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SOMOSUNMnWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8qihVu2_WpA/s1600-h/cruise03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SOMOSUNMnWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8qihVu2_WpA/s200/cruise03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252057298268626274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SOMO3BBWHFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tTxkAjW9YB8/s1600-h/cruise06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SOMO3BBWHFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/tTxkAjW9YB8/s200/cruise06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252057928773803090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-854457895803500542?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/854457895803500542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=854457895803500542' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/854457895803500542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/854457895803500542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/10/live-in-each-season-as-it-passes.html' title='&quot;Live in each season as it passes;...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SOMP1OF9IDI/AAAAAAAAARg/YvqOKysuKq4/s72-c/pinnumber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-8746823630099435826</id><published>2008-09-27T23:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:30:57.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"We are the music makers,"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SN8MbHiCpdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/WPmnVZxlVLw/s1600-h/smallthings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SN8MbHiCpdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/WPmnVZxlVLw/s200/smallthings.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250929350555117010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"and we are the dreamers of dreams." --Arthur O'Shaughnessy&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, hello! No Cruise Journal or pictures...yet; I've been sidetracked quilting. Hahaha! Heck yes I have. I'm really enjoying it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a new music love and it goes by the name of Ryan Baxley. For those of you who haven't heard him yet...oh, please go and listen! Below are two links where you can listen to his music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. His &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ryanbaxley"&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt; (P.s., click on the word MySpace)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Download some of his stuff &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Ryan+Baxley"&gt;FOR FREE!&lt;/a&gt; (P.s., click on the words FOR FREE!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you choose the free download route, please, please, please, get (firstly and foremostly) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fairytale Dreams&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jissur (Christie DuPree cover)&lt;/span&gt;. There are three albums he has up that you can download for free. Again...FOR FREE! P.s., That Christie DuPree cover is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Christie DuPree, younger DuPree sister of Eisley...for all you Eisley fanners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on. I found a funny-fun lil' surveyish type thingishy on a Xanga. Thought I'd like to do it. So I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend Survey&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;1. Becca P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Dana P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Chris P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Ashley M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friend One: Becca P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. How old are they? 25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Are they dating anyone? No, she's married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. What's their favorite show? I'm going with Jon &amp;amp; Kate Plus 8...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Do you hang out a lot? When we get the chance to we do...but, sadly, not as much as we would like (we being me and I'm hoping she feels the same. Hahaha!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Do you go shopping together? Sometimes, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. Do you know what they are doing right now? If she's not at work she's probably sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7. What color do they wear the most? Going with blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8. When is their birthday? August 24, 1983&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;9. What was the last thing you talked about? The very last thing was how her husband and the other members of their missions team were sick with the poopies...from the food they'd eaten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10. When is the last time you saw them? Two nights ago (Friday night).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friend Two: Dana P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. What was the last thing you did together? We ate at Whataburger after choir practice last Wed. night., prior to that it was going running and getting her a new backpack the Friday night previous to that Wed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. What color hair do they have? Dirty blonde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. What is their favorite show? She doesn't really watch a lot of television.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Who is their best friend? She has multiples...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Where do they live? With her parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. What is their sexual orientation? (Okay...seriously? Of all the questions to ask?) Straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7. Do they have any pets? A dog and a dwarf hamster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8. Do they live alone? See answer to #5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;9. Where do they work? Target&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10. Do they do good in school? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend Three: Chris P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Where do they live? Southside/5 Points&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Have you ever kissed? Negative!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. What is their favorite food? Yeah, that one's a hard one to answer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Do they have any siblings? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. How are they right now? Hahaha! Last I heard he was sick with the poopies....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. What is their favorite thing to do? Again, that's a hard one to dwindle down to a one answer answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Are they mature? Hahaha! Sure... Seriously, yes, he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. How long have you known them? Seven years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Do you trust them? Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. When is the last time you've seen them? Almost a month ago. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend Four: Ashley M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Do you go to school together? Negative. Neither one of us are in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Where and when did you meet? A little over a year ago at church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. What is their heritage? Dothanian. Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Do you see each other a lot? Whenever we're at church, Bible Study or one of the guys' games...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. When is their birthday? April 15, can't remember the year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Are they dating anyone? Technically she's engaged, but yes, she's dating someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Who was their first kiss? Couldn't tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. What is their favorite genre of music? Gonna go with Rock (i.e., Dave Barnes, Matt Wertz, etc.., that style of Rock)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Do they do surveys on Blogger (modified that from Xanga)? Not so much, no...not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Where do they hang out? They guys' house...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Do 2 and 3 know each other? Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Would you rather take 1 or 4 to a concert? Depends on what concert it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Have 1 and 2 ever fought? Nope. Never met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. What would 3 say about 4? Not sure. They've never met...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Would you hang out with all of them at once? Yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Would they all get along? For the most part, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Do you all go to the same school? Nope. I went to college with Becca and Chris; went to the same high school as Dana, just at different times; and I've never been in school with Ashley. Although, Dana and Ashley went to UAB together for a little while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Who talks the most? Hahaha! Um, that would be a tie between me and Dana, followed by Ashley then Becca and then Chris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Have any of them ever made you cry? Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Which are you seeing next? Dana and Ashley, at church...tomorrow (Sunday).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that was pointlessly...not as fun as I was hoping it would be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., I played Rock Band 2 tonight for the first time...ever. I have a blister on my thumb from playing bass and my back is slightly soar from hunched playing the drums. We played for about 4-5 hours. Hahaha! Heck yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.p.s., Roll Tide, baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On those notes...I'm peacin' out, yo. Sleepy-sleep time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&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/1299099855823183230-8746823630099435826?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/8746823630099435826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=8746823630099435826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/8746823630099435826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/8746823630099435826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-are-music-makers.html' title='&quot;We are the music makers,&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SN8MbHiCpdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/WPmnVZxlVLw/s72-c/smallthings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2566636302797735620</id><published>2008-09-18T18:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:37:10.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Everything has its beauty..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SNLftatWJlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/CdA7RUX8uwY/s1600-h/camera3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SNLftatWJlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/CdA7RUX8uwY/s200/camera3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247502487196673618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"but not everyone sees it." --Confucius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello children! As long, and I mean long, promised, I have Baltimore pics for show-and-tell. I didn't do all of them 'cause well, that'd just be on the insanity side. So, I browsed through all of them and posted the ones I liked best enough to post. Sorry kids. If you have a facebook you can see them on there, they take up 3 albums (apologies for you non-facestalkers who are getting the shaft).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SNLgB91uKHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/hhpmwLVe7kI/s1600-h/balt01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SNLgB91uKHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/hhpmwLVe7kI/s200/balt01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247502840224426098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SNLgB0LJXzI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KbOatTSpFFw/s1600-h/balt02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SNLgB0LJXzI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/KbOatTSpFFw/s200/balt02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247502837629935410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SNLgCGsU2QI/AAAAAAAAAPY/09o5OyR1X5g/s1600-h/balt03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SNLgCGsU2QI/AAAAAAAAAPY/09o5OyR1X5g/s200/balt03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247502842600937730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SNLgx_H_gjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/OKnaL7Lxc2k/s1600-h/balt10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SNLgx_H_gjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/OKnaL7Lxc2k/s200/balt10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247503665203216946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To see the rest of them, visit my flickr site &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/idigmusicians"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy. (P.s., click on the word here, that's where the link is hidden...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as cruise pictures and journal go...that's gonna be another day-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s., Our College/Career ladies have started doing a Bible Study called Discerning the Voice of God, by Priscilla Shirer...and oh holy crow, is it ever good. I'm ba, da, ba, ba, ba lovin' it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well. I feel the need to go take some headache medication(s) for the headache that has crept up inside my brainage. Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-2566636302797735620?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2566636302797735620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2566636302797735620' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2566636302797735620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2566636302797735620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/09/everything-has-its-beauty.html' title='&quot;Everything has its beauty...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SNLftatWJlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/CdA7RUX8uwY/s72-c/camera3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-1528939171131123454</id><published>2008-09-03T14:52:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:57:08.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sometimes I wondered if I was seeing the same things through my eyes that the rest of the world was seeing through theirs."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SL7ryHqEwtI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sW-ShwMEFok/s1600-h/lifetooshort.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SL7ryHqEwtI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sW-ShwMEFok/s200/lifetooshort.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241886262587343570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Maybe there was a glitch in my brain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure really what sparked the idea of thinking and doing this, but I'm kind of glad it...was sparked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;road trips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pumpkin spice scented candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;simple pleasures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jiggly jell-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;best friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my new interest in watching Family Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chex party mix my grandmother and aunt make every year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wireless internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;quotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chocolate pudding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;giggling at immature things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sweat tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fabreeze Spring and Renewal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food Network&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Folk Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thrift Stores&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;school supplies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Southside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ice-Pops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eating ice cream from the carton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;laughing until your abs hurt and something in your side feels like it has popped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my iPod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Qtips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the feeling you get inside you when you desire to grow closer to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;high school football games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going out to eat after church on Sunday mornings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trying something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dreaming about the day when its your own house you're decorating for the coming season/holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to my grandparents' house on Christmas Eve&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to my cousins' house on Christmas Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;college football games&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;making nachos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"bow tie" pasta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;carving pumpkins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to the beach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chocolate milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going running&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;looking at the stars&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;taking a nap mid afternoon with the wind blowing through the open windows&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;curling up on the couch on a cold rainy day watching a movie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;curling up on the couch on a cold rainy day reading a book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;family functions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Summer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being able to look at someone and you both don't have to say a thing, you just know...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when your friends become part of your family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;playing in the rain at night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;playing chaotic card games that leave everyone laughing and screaming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;redecorating your bedroom/living room/bathroom/etc..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bubble baths&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hot teas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to bookstores&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to concerts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WorkPlay Theatre&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cleaning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to the lake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going out to eat after church on Sunday nights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;text messaging&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Winter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sunsets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;listening to music with Idk, my BFF, Becca and my Wonder Twin, Chris&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;laughing in choir with Idk, my BFF, Dana and trying not to get in trouble for it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Harry Potter and Twilight books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fabric stores&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chamber music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;daydreaming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;taking pictures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;feeling accomplished&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;doing stupid quizzes on the internet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hot showers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;making this list (that could go on and on)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-1528939171131123454?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/1528939171131123454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=1528939171131123454' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1528939171131123454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1528939171131123454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/09/sometimes-i-wondered-if-i-was-seeing.html' title='&quot;Sometimes I wondered if I was seeing the same things through my eyes that the rest of the world was seeing through theirs.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SL7ryHqEwtI/AAAAAAAAAO4/sW-ShwMEFok/s72-c/lifetooshort.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-4381422865895317665</id><published>2008-09-01T20:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:11:11.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Of all the things about me that could frighten you,"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SLyXNQqhaJI/AAAAAAAAAOw/8dgdjTbL0vI/s1600-h/jackskel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SLyXNQqhaJI/AAAAAAAAAOw/8dgdjTbL0vI/s200/jackskel.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241230320419825810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"you worry about my driving."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I may have used this icon before, but who really cares? Seriously... I'm using it in honor of the fact that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Nightmare Before Christmas&lt;/span&gt; is out on DVD! WOO HOO!!! All kinds of excitement here in this little kid's heart or hearts. The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the cruise was absolutely the cruisiest. I kept a "journal" of each day. I'll post it in a few days ('cause I gotta edit some things and make sure its understandable to those few of you who will be reading it). I will also have pictures for show-and-tell as well (AND! I'm still working on the ones from Baltimore. No! I haven't forgotten...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;! Sooo good! I finished it on the cruise and didn't have &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt; to follow it until after we got back home. So, now I'm reading &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt; needs to hurry up and come out in paperback so that I can own it as well (P.s., I'm getting them in pb and may one day get them in hardback for my library collection).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. We had my aunt and uncle and grandmother and grandfather over tonight for Labor Day. We had fajitas and such. Good eatin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any...who? I'm peacin' out kiddies. I need to get my resume up to date and start sending it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-4381422865895317665?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/4381422865895317665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=4381422865895317665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4381422865895317665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4381422865895317665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/09/of-all-things-about-me-that-could.html' title='&quot;Of all the things about me that could frighten you,&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SLyXNQqhaJI/AAAAAAAAAOw/8dgdjTbL0vI/s72-c/jackskel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-4936243341900109145</id><published>2008-08-21T16:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:36:24.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Books are the quietest and most constant of friends;"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SK3bp5M9P2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/qd63Ci68Yv4/s1600-h/booksequalfree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SK3bp5M9P2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/qd63Ci68Yv4/s200/booksequalfree.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237083454478040930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"they are most accessible and wisest of counsellors, and the most patient of teachers."  Charles W. Eliot (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Happy Life&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I on the internet? I should be packing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Packing? You ask. Yes, packing. I'll tell you why. I'm leaving tomorrow to go on a cruise! Woo to the Hoo! My first, evah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a few "outfits" picked out. I had to finish up a last bit of laundry yesterday before church so that I could finally choose clothes for the trip. Last minute? Yes, very.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come along my friends! Rejoice with me! I got a new camera! Yay! I don't know if I mentioned before, but...sad times, my other camera needs some repairs. It has a lens error. It was dropped. On accident. Twice. In a year-and-a-half. It had the same error a year ago after the first unholy event took place and magically started working again one day after a year. So, I began using it again, to my happy little souls content. Then...it happened again, but was dropped from 3 inches off the floor (both drops by my own hand, btw)! It hit on just the right angle to make it stop working again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. On to brighter and happier times. I got a Nikon D40! Hecks yes I did! I paid for half and the 'rents paid for the other half (early Christmas present in time for the cruise). I've been snappin' shots here and there around the house since I got it. Nothing too exciting to post really. Maybe I'll post some, not sure yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the good thing about this cruise thang hap-hap-happenin' is the fact that my room is clean again! Praise God from Whom all blessings flow! I hate. And I mean hate with all caps, H-A-T-E, when my room is not clean and organized. Funny, 'cause it seems to be in that untidy state quite often.... Mainly laundry in baskets that I despise folding and putting up and stacks of binders and loose papers of guitar chords/tabs that line around the floor in my room. I recently have accumulated a few stacks of books as well because I have officially (way beyond) outgrown my bookcase. I seriously need another one. I don't know where I'd put another one, but I need one. I love books. I can't stop buying them. I can't stop reading them. I have a problem. The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of books and reading. Just incase you didn't notice my Lit. 101 update, I started reading &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight,&lt;/span&gt; by Stephenie Meyer, the other day. Soooo stinkin' good! I'm almost finished with it. To all those who told me it'd be my new reading addiction, congratulations, you won. Seriously some good readin' right there. Read it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I am off to pack for for real this time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-4936243341900109145?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/4936243341900109145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=4936243341900109145' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4936243341900109145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4936243341900109145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/08/books-are-quietest-and-most-constant-of.html' title='&quot;Books are the quietest and most constant of friends;&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SK3bp5M9P2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/qd63Ci68Yv4/s72-c/booksequalfree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-7983548842040401515</id><published>2008-08-13T23:25:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:19:15.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"One million chains could never hold back this moment in time."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SKO8uENHZ0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/W1YOxMeCjfk/s1600-h/again.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SKO8uENHZ0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/W1YOxMeCjfk/s200/again.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234234691523405634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"One thousand dreams could never dream what this moment truly means."&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi. Hello there. Welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm watching Juno for the first time in what feels like for-eh-ver. And as I'm sitting here watching I am yet reminded of the thoughts of, "Man! Why can't people talk like that in real life?!" 'cause, let's be honest...its hilarious (for those of you who have seen the movie; if you haven't, for shame!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I am so in want of a T-shirt that says Phelps Phan across it. Yes, I truly do, as corny as the spelling is. I truly am a fan of the Michael Phelps. The End on that. P.s., The word "truly" truly is a fun word to use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SKO8d5Y23NI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ou1oBMzH7og/s200/phelps01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234234413741956306" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SKO75Y1AwDI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/-rETq9lf7BQ/s200/uswgymnastics.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234233786526384178" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of the Olympics: Who feels absolutely horrible for Alicia Sacramone of the U.S.A. Women's Gymnastics team? Me. This kid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right here. I was watching the final four rotations of their competition(s) last night. She did really well on her vault and then when it came time for her to perform her routine on the beam, she lost her balance when mounting. But! She did perform the rest of the routine very, very well. Then, on her floor routine, she lost her balance when landing and fell backwards and then stepped out of bounds on the following pass. I just wanted to hug her and let her cry. She held her composure and didn't shed tears (really) through the rest of the performances while the cameras were on them. The End on that as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, our youth minister got hitched this past Saturday. It was nice. We didn't get to stay for very long during the reception 'cause the gaggle of oldies that rode the "bus" with us wanted to leave not too long after the reception had started. Okay, peeps... The wedding was just north of Huntsville. We drove from Birmingham. That's a good 2 1/2 - 3 hours of travel time up and the same back. We did not drive 6 hours to stay for one hour... So, we didn't get to watch them leave, but we did get to watch the first dance and the dancing with the parents. I wanted to cut in on the happy couple during a slow song and dance with Megan, not Joe. I told her I had every intention of doing such in front of everyone but because the majority consensus of the "bus" wanted to leave, I couldn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One last thing before I peace out on this post! In, officially, 8 days (not counting today), I will be leaving for Mobile (because of the stupid oil spillage I won't be going to New Orleans, boo that crap!) to board a ginormous cruise ship and head for the sunny seas to Cozumel, Mexico! Aaah, aah, aah, aaaaah! (That last bit was a chorus of angels singing in 8-part harmony from the open heavens above.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still working on those pics from the Baltimore trippy-trip. No worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta go piddle. Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-7983548842040401515?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/7983548842040401515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=7983548842040401515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7983548842040401515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7983548842040401515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-million-chains-could-never-hold.html' title='&quot;One million chains could never hold back this moment in time.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SKO8uENHZ0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/W1YOxMeCjfk/s72-c/again.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-8513232874035741559</id><published>2008-08-10T21:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T01:44:51.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Love is not a fight,"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SJ-zbzBogCI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KmXZT6bopjM/s200/bffsisters.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233098582162702370" /&gt;"But its something worth fighting for."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello children! Sorry it has been, yet again, a while since my last post. Since the last post things are better. Praise God! I don't remember if I mentioned it (and I'm not going back to check, hahaha!), but the most frustrating part when things get broken when concerning God, you can't fix them. At least it is very frustrating for me because I don't like for things to be broken. I want to fix things as soon as possible. Well, you can't. You are helpless, powerless to do anything. He has to do it. You have to be still and let Him go to work. You just feel like a little kid not knowing what to do. But, that's okay. He knows what He's doing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of God and Him knowing what He's doing... (How about that for a transition?! Hahaha!) I cannot begin to express my gratitude to Him for the blessings He has given me in the form of friends! I mean, seriously! He has blessed me with two of the greatest BFFs (yeah, I said it). These two girlies really are more than I could have asked for. I admire, adore, respect, (and more than anything) love them more than I could find ways to express. I consider them more than just my best friends, I see them as my sisters. (Icon officially tied in to post...hahaha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any-who. I just felt the need to throw that in there. If someone means something to you, let them know! They probably need to hear it... (P.s., I've told them. I'm not just posting this in hopes they find out... They know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, who's excited about the Olympics? This kid right here! I'm all about the Swimming and the Gymnastics. All about it. I wanted to swim for the U.S. when I was younger. Hahaha! I've never been properly trained, but am an absolute fishy when it comes to water. I love swimming. And, let's be honest..., Gymnastics is just freakin' cool. The poise, the balance, the strength...dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well alright. The Men's 4x100 Meter Freestyle Relay is about to start. Go Phelps and the U.S. team! U.S.A.! U.S.A.! U.S.A.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., The heat started before I could publish. U.S. won! AND! They beat the World Record on time! WOO HOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.p.s., Following pictures are of the BFFs earlier mentioned. I have a feeling at least one of them is gonna feel the need to kick my butt for posting one of these pictures, but I'm not too concerned. Hahaha!  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First pic, me and Idk, my BFF, Becca; second, me and Idk, my BFF, Dana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SJ_bsWlg-YI/AAAAAAAAAN4/4nxL9yYoCv8/s200/girlsnight12208_24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233142847051463042" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SJ_eM0mH1rI/AAAAAAAAAOA/M7VUPyZ5fNw/s200/me+n+dana+11+01-31-25.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233145603886143154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-8513232874035741559?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/8513232874035741559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=8513232874035741559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/8513232874035741559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/8513232874035741559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-is-not-fight.html' title='&quot;Love is not a fight,&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SJ-zbzBogCI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KmXZT6bopjM/s72-c/bffsisters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-3416941289816343030</id><published>2008-07-22T22:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:36:48.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"You're not alone, I hear you call."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SIajW0KpEYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VUptLOMWW-M/s1600-h/missedu.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SIajW0KpEYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VUptLOMWW-M/s200/missedu.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226044029965767042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I've been waiting here for you through it all."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, hello. It's been a while. My apologies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The honest truth of why I haven't posted in a while: I couldn't think of any good opening quotes. No lie. How...pathetic and dorky is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;? I'll answer for you. Very. Moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got back (just got back = Saturday morning) from a mission trip to Baltimore, Maryland. We did some renovating work on the church and a townhouse that the church owns. Painting inside the church and repairs in the townhouse. The church, Seventh Baptist Church, is absolutely one of the most beautiful churches I have ever stepped inside! It was built in the 1800's, I think, and the architecture was breathtakingly beautiful! The townhouse we worked on was beautiful as well. I have loads of pictures from the trip. I've posted most of them on my facebook, but I'll try to get some of them on here as soon as I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in a funk right now. I'm slightly depressed because I have this overwhelming sense of loneliness taking me over. Not just lonely as in I'm single, but in other relationships as well. My eyes were opened earlier today to the reasoning behind this: God's trying to get my attention, again. Somewhere along the road I replaced Him with my relationships with others. I went and screwed things up again and am now being brought to the reality of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really know what to do. I keep telling God that too. I mean, the only thing I know to do is talk to Him and read His Word, but it feels like there is something else that I should be doing, and I can't put my finger on it. And that's very frustrating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like problems. I don't like rifts in relationships. I want things fixed. I want peace and happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's not happening. At least, not right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, right now I am frustrated. Many tears are being shed. Many conversations that mainly consist of me crying to God telling Him how lost I feel, how sorry I am, etc.. And I really do have this overwhelming sense of being cut off and isolated from others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, You have my attention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will the emptiness and pain go away? I'm not enjoying the lost child feeling and the cry at the drop of a hat emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-3416941289816343030?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/3416941289816343030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=3416941289816343030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3416941289816343030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3416941289816343030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/07/youre-not-alone-i-hear-you-call.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re not alone, I hear you call.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SIajW0KpEYI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VUptLOMWW-M/s72-c/missedu.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2013103939632214161</id><published>2008-07-08T23:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:15:34.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baltimore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>"I just want to light him on fire and say..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SHQ58lX-yuI/AAAAAAAAAMo/OQ4dwxVf7Rs/s1600-h/angrytoaster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SHQ58lX-yuI/AAAAAAAAAMo/OQ4dwxVf7Rs/s200/angrytoaster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220861581016877794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"WHO'S BURNIN' NOW?!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was never so much the proud hearing that (partial) quote come out of the mouth of the person who said it... Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, in approximatackally five days, we're leaving for Baltimore! Woo hoo! Excited dance, excited dance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., I need a new book to read. Any recommendations to add to my list to choose from? So far I have 1)The Once And Future King, T.H. White and 2)I Captured The Castle, by Dodie Smith. Juuuuust checking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-2013103939632214161?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2013103939632214161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2013103939632214161' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2013103939632214161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2013103939632214161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-want-to-light-him-on-fire-and.html' title='&quot;I just want to light him on fire and say...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SHQ58lX-yuI/AAAAAAAAAMo/OQ4dwxVf7Rs/s72-c/angrytoaster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-1228977160917062477</id><published>2008-07-04T13:39:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:30:11.820-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark side of the moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wizard of oz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink floyd'/><title type='text'>"Happy Birthday America!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SG5uws3EeqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/J-15_EPRV1o/s1600-h/dorothy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SG5uws3EeqI/AAAAAAAAAMI/J-15_EPRV1o/s200/dorothy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219230801123900066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You finally qualify for the Seniors Discount at Denny's."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello children! It has been quite, quite, quite a while. Yes? Yes. I'm sorry. I said in my last post that I would, hopefully, be posting my Summer Playlist, and I have kept my word. That's one of the reasons why it has taken me so long to post again. I've had to go through all my music, choose songs, and then weed out and condense down...to 25 songs. It was originally at 100. That, my friends, is an accomplishment for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I post that list I must mention something that I really should have posted but did not. I played (my 3rd time, but 2nd time at this particular place) at Smoothie Joe's on 6/28. I'll hopefully have a few pictures up from that later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without further delay, my &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Summer2008 Playlist&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;All That Matters,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Addison Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Suzie,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Boy Kill Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;How Love Goes,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Brandon Kelley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Until You,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dave Barnes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Yours, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dizmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I Could Be There For You,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Eisley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Unglued,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;The Minnow &amp;amp; The Trout, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A Fine Frenzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Lost Without Each Other, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hanson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Call Me Mister,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Heath McNease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Goodnight and Go,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Imogen Heap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Let It Fly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jackson Waters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Sula,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jeremy Fisher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Industry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jon McLaughlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Become Who You Are, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Mainstay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Home, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Marc Broussard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Love Like This, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Natasha Bedingfield feat. Sean Kingston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Lovefool, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;New Found Glory feat. Adam Lazzara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;The King of Wishful Thinking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;New Found Glory feat. Patrick Stump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;All Fall Down,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;OneRepublic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Trouble, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Over The Rhine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Forever My Friend,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ray LaMontagne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Better,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Regina Spektor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Falling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Tyrone Wells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Check Yes Juliet,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;We The Kings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that is my Summer days list. I also compiled a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;drive-at-night-with-the-windows-down Summer Playlist&lt;/span&gt;. It has 80 songs and not condensed at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Still Alright, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Adam Merrin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;This Time The Dream's On Me, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Alison Krauss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Two, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Amber Rubarth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Falling Out Of Love, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Aqualung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Sunday Best, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Agustana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Kiss The Rain, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Billie Myers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Throw It All Away, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Brandi Carlile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Make You Feel My Love, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Bryan Ferry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;One More Day With You, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Chauntelle DuPree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Fix You, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Cannonball, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Damien Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;9 Crimes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Damien Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Until You, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dave Barnes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;What Am I Gonna Do, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dave Barnes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;#34, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dave Matthews Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Satellite, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dave Matthews Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Nature Boy, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;David Bowie &amp;amp; Massive Attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;LA, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dean Fields&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yankess Bayonet (I Will Be Home Then), &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The Decemberists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Walk With You, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dispatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;A Drop In The Ocean, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The District&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Take You Away, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Drew Kuehner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;If You're Wondering, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Eisley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Marvelous Things, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Eisley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Past The Stars, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Eric Skelton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Almost Lover, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A Fine Frenzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Be Good Or Be Gone, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Fionn Regan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Homebird, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Foy Vance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Let It Go, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Freddy Litwiniuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;How We Operate, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Gomez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Bound By Love, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Gran Bel Fisher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The Walk, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hanson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Dark Waltz, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hayley Westenra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Wuthering Heights, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hayley Westenra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Center Of Attention, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jackson Waters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Save Me, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Scar That Never Heals, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jeremy Fisher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Take Your Steps, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jimmy Eat World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;No One Cares, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jimmy Eat World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;May Angels Lead You In, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jimmy Eat World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Far Away Blues, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Joe Purdy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Pearls, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Johnnie Shaneyfelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Close Your Eyes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jump Little Children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Scratch, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Kendall Payne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;All I Want From You Is Love, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Let's Go Sailing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Simon, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Somewhere In Between, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I Need You, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Lionel Neykov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Hang On, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Mainstay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Wild Hope, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Mandy Moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I Will Not Take My Love Away, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Matt Wertz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Falling Off The Face Of The Earth,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Matt Wertz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Tracing Paper (An Argument), &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Monarch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Holiest Of Thieves, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The Myriad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Rosie's Lullaby, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Norah Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Won't Stop, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;OneRepublic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Taking My Chances/One Big Love, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Patty Griffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Creep, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Radiohead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Crazy, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ray LaMontagne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Shelter, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ray LaMontagne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Real Love, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Regina Spektor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;You Didn't Know, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Renee Stahl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Paper Doll, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Rosie Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Much Farther To Go, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Rosie Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Gravity, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sara Bareilles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Closing Time, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Semisonic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The Lines Of My Earth, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sixpence None The Richer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Quicksand, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sleeping At Last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The Smiths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Chasing Cars, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Snow Patrol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Run, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Snow Patrol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Flower In Rain, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Stephen Kellogg and The Sixers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Out Of My League, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Stephen Speaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;When The Stars Go Blue, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Tyler Hilton and Bethany Joy Lenz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ships, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Umbrellas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Life Is Beautiful, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Vega4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Somebody Loved, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The Weepies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;World Spins Madly On, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The Weepies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;City Of Devils, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Yellowcard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;How I Go, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Yellowcard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, kiddies. That's it. Those are the soundtracks to my Summer...as things stand right now. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s., I finally watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wizard of OZ&lt;/span&gt; while listening to Pink Floyd's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dark Side of The Moon&lt;/span&gt;. Please, if you haven't, do so. It's hilarious. Especially when you have the matchup list... (I don't have the link on the desktop so I'll have to post that later from the Mac).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your Holiday! 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And boy howdy have I enjoyed it! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did make new ringtones for my celly phone and a few wallpapers for it as well. Happy about that, definitely. P.s., amongst those ringtones are NKOTB's "You Got It (The Right Stuff)" and the theme song to Mighty Morphin Power Rangers. All of you laughing can shut it...*mumble*just jealous*mumble*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I started a new part-time job at Smoothie Joe's in Trussville about two weeks ago (although it doesn't feel like that long). P.s., No, I can't get you free smoothies. Not even for myself, so don't ask... June 20th will be my last day with A.R.M., which I am quite the happy about; no more drives to Tuscaloosa for a few hours twice a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any-who. That's basically all I got for now. I thought I'd update since I haven't in a few weeks. I do plan on having a more entertaining blog next post. It shall (I'm shooting for it containing this) consist of summertime playlist(s) which was inspired by J-Rock Simz (&lt;a href="http://jennysimmons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenny Simmons&lt;/a&gt; of Addison Road) who posted one on her Blogger a few posts back. Btw, check her blog out if you haven't done so already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-4178396249803389693?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/4178396249803389693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=4178396249803389693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4178396249803389693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4178396249803389693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-death-does-comes-to-claim-you-ill.html' title='&quot;If Death does comes to claim you, I&apos;ll beg him to let me come with you.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SE6_tMjeUvI/AAAAAAAAAMA/m5nHacXd1TM/s72-c/butordinary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-8547407780425052237</id><published>2008-05-28T14:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:31:53.064-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>"You were bored?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SD25ci19DbI/AAAAAAAAAL4/YT78WwQAyUM/s1600-h/rhr12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SD25ci19DbI/AAAAAAAAAL4/YT78WwQAyUM/s200/rhr12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205520644350741938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"That's how this blessed event came to be?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I thought I would post a very quick and very short post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a second job at Smoothie Joe's (yay!). If it works out there I'll probably quit A.R.M. and just work at S.J.'s. It has a way better work atmosphere and is a lot closer to home. Hahaha! Seeing as how it is right down the street from our house. Plus! J.T. says I can play on the weekends whenever...all good. I had a few hours of training today. I'll be mostly working preparing food and not so much Smoothies. I'm okay with that...completely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how Memorial Day weekend signifies the beginning of Summer! Technically Summer doesn't officially begin until, like, June 21st (according to the calender), but it just seems like Summer from that weekend out. I guess it is because of the massive lake trip and grill out that goes on that weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love it. L-o-v-e it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Peace out kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End. &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/1299099855823183230-8547407780425052237?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/8547407780425052237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=8547407780425052237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/8547407780425052237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/8547407780425052237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-were-bored.html' title='&quot;You were bored?&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SD25ci19DbI/AAAAAAAAAL4/YT78WwQAyUM/s72-c/rhr12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-1334786621011634112</id><published>2008-05-22T22:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:32:45.963-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><title type='text'>"If you just have to slap a moronic message on a maxi pad..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SDY-cC19DaI/AAAAAAAAALw/--FkzLkY2j4/s1600-h/imagination.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SDY-cC19DaI/AAAAAAAAALw/--FkzLkY2j4/s200/imagination.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203415070993616290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"...wouldn't it make more sense to say something that's actually pertinent, like 'Put Down the Hammer' or 'Vehicular Manslaughter Is Wrong', or are you just picking on us?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who? Who? Who is stoked? My hand is in the air! The 2008 American Idol is.... David Cook! Wahoo!!! (P.s., I don't know why I've started using that word.) He rocks my face right off. It's funny to admit that because (if you check my earlier AI posts) I did not start off a David Cook fan. I wanted him voted off at the Top 24. Hahaha! But! He did redeem himself in my eyes, so. Here's to you Mr. Idol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very much enjoying the song that he performed at the end. Whoever wrote that has some skillz.... Me = Fan. Anyway. I am really sleepy and barely making it through National Treasure 2 (but it's okay 'cause I watched it earlier when I got home from work, watching it with the 'rents).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, leaving you tonight with David Cook and the announcement of his title and the winning song, peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bBIUXXNuDjM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bBIUXXNuDjM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-1334786621011634112?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/1334786621011634112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=1334786621011634112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1334786621011634112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/1334786621011634112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-you-just-have-to-slap-moronic.html' title='&quot;If you just have to slap a moronic message on a maxi pad...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SDY-cC19DaI/AAAAAAAAALw/--FkzLkY2j4/s72-c/imagination.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-7053906781598620112</id><published>2008-05-19T14:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:33:52.537-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mainstay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dizmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the myriad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eisley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><title type='text'>"So take me where You want me."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SDHdKHCGC-I/AAAAAAAAALo/pwpu7Mjx760/s1600-h/lifetooshort.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SDHdKHCGC-I/AAAAAAAAALo/pwpu7Mjx760/s200/lifetooshort.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202182210345896930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Take me 'cause I wanna be Yours."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Music recommendations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Mainstay, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Become Who You Are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Dizmas, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dizmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The Myriad, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With Arrows, With Poise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The opening quote(s) come from the song "Yours" off of the Dizmas album. Do yourself a honkin' favor and go listen to this song. I will post the entire lyrics to the song and the title track from the Mainstay album as well. So, so good. You need to hear both. The Myriad cd, just go buy it. Don't preview listen to it and then make your decision to get it. Just get it. So good. Mine came in the mail the day after it was released (I pre-ordered it at their concert back in April when they came with EISLEY). So good.&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, 153, 0);"&gt;Prayer recommendations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What? That sure is an odd way to phrase that. I like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I is in need of prayer (who isn't?!). I keep pushing aside the chances and opportunities to grow close to God. I can hear Him calling to me. I can feel Him taking my hand and lacing his fingers through mine and trying to pull me back into his arms. But I keep turning my attention to other things. I am completely aware of all this and aware of my responses, and I am absolutely not liking it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yeah. I could use some prayer about that. I need some strength, some self-discipline, some a lot of things. Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Whatever else that aren't really recommendations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am doing some serious purge, Spring Cleaning in my room. Boy, does it ever need it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a serious pack-rat, and this is because of genetics. My dad is like this and even my mom, but not as bad as my dad. Okay, that's a lie. She is. She just doesn't want to own up to that. But as I sit here and think about it, she is. My grandmother (Dad's mom) is like this. I'm sure my mom's mom and/or dad were the same. So, there are no telling how many generations of Branyons, Murdochs, Bowens, Williams, and so forth there are that were pack-rats. *Side note to my future children: You are all hopeless cases. Sorry. You got some bad habit genetics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided to take all those episodes of organization and cleaning and etc. from watching TLC programs and clean my room. Properly. *Revised  side not to my future children: I am stopping the cycle here. We shall concur this!&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, 153, 0);"&gt;Song lyrics that I almost forgot to post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Yours"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by Dizmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feels like the sky has never been so blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But that's not the way it used to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Cause there was a time that I was without You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before I said that I believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I need a Savior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I need a Savior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to give this up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to hold Your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take away this fear that's like an ocean in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to tell You now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What I couldn't say before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my everything that I was always looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So take me where You want me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take me 'cause I wanna be yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got pride that I still have to break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's keeping me away from You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But You stay patient while I make mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm learning how to trust that You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are always a Savior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the good and the bad times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, it don't really matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to know You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Become Who You Are"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by Mainstay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So it seems that I'm wrong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cuz you said that I would never want for anything again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But my eyes are set low&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I'm holding to things I know I can't keep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I keep on chasing the wrong things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and coming up empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This isn't who I'm supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I keep on learning the hard way from every mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm finding each time you fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're just becoming who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So it seems that I'm wrong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cuz I keep on searching for the answers that I don't need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I don't need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Enough stalling. I am going back to cleaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-7053906781598620112?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/7053906781598620112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=7053906781598620112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7053906781598620112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/7053906781598620112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-take-me-where-you-want-me.html' title='&quot;So take me where You want me.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SDHdKHCGC-I/AAAAAAAAALo/pwpu7Mjx760/s72-c/lifetooshort.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-4015540241202875254</id><published>2008-05-09T23:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:34:18.010-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the goonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><title type='text'>"Kids! Who's your best friend?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SCUgBD2JcKI/AAAAAAAAALg/qdUST--1AkM/s1600-h/geek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SCUgBD2JcKI/AAAAAAAAALg/qdUST--1AkM/s200/geek.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198596547453481122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"THE LENS!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...I'm watching &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Goonies&lt;/span&gt; with cast commentary, again. I've been going to bed with it on for almost every night this week. I think I watched it once the other afternoon without the commentary...but I fell asleep on the couch whilst it was on. Hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(It isn't because it is boring. Heck no! I've just been that tired.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just absolutely l-o-v-e this movie. Seriously, if you haven't watched it with the cast commentary, please, do yourself the favor and do it. Do. It. ....do it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to bed. Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-4015540241202875254?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/4015540241202875254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=4015540241202875254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4015540241202875254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4015540241202875254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/05/kids-whos-your-best-friend.html' title='&quot;Kids! Who&apos;s your best friend?&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SCUgBD2JcKI/AAAAAAAAALg/qdUST--1AkM/s72-c/geek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-3669055233893697195</id><published>2008-05-08T21:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:35:39.252-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baltimore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ace of cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charm city cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='krystals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>"So, I think several of us have expressed interest in getting tattoos."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SCO8pAt9yuI/AAAAAAAAALY/m4GwBVHipTI/s1600-h/forbidden.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SCO8pAt9yuI/AAAAAAAAALY/m4GwBVHipTI/s200/forbidden.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198205807669136098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You know I'm all about the team-building exercises, not like the zip wire, kind of, you know, circle of trust sort of thing." &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I kept my word! I am posting! Yay! Again, I do apologize for not posting in such a slight stint of time. What? Did that make sense? Yes. Yes it did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;First off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am watching Ace of Cakes whilst blogging. I h-e-a-r-t this show...so muches. That is where my opening liner(s) came from this fine evening. Oh! And oh so very excited that in July I will hopefully be having my picture taken outside of Charm City Cakes! Heck to the yes people. Heck to the yes.&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, 153, 0);"&gt;Second on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have, as of last week, gained this -- and may I say, very unhealthy -- addiction, but not really, for Krystal burgers and chiks. Hahaha! I crave them like crazy. It's so horrible, but oh so deliciously good... Speaking of this now makes me want some; so happy they are closed otherwise I'd jump in my car and snatch some up. See? It's horrible! *Sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Third whatever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my friend Dana and I have started going running/walking at the local middle school track in the evenings. One word: Squee! Oh, so great! So. Great. So, as far as running goes (and this includes during my m.s./h.s. days with playing basketball, volleyball and soccer), if it isn't on a treadmill, I can't so much run a full consecutive mile. Hahaha! I don't know what it is, but I just have problems doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, let me just announce at this point in time, that as of Sunday night (this past Sunday, May 4, 2008) I can run a full mile without stopping. And as soon as the end of that last lap comes, I am dying. Hahaha! I'm just so happy that I can do this, now...finally! So, Sunday night I think I ran a mile and a half and walked a mile and a half. Monday night I didn't get to go; very sad. Tuesday night I ran a mile, walked a mile, ran a mile and walked a mile. Heck freakin' yes! Four miles of exercising! In one night! Wednesday night, couldn't go 'cause of church and choir practice. Tonight, replay of Tuesday night plus one extra lap ran-did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just so totally stoked that I've gotten active...again. Startin' to feel good and that's only gonna get better. Hahaha!&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, 153, 0);"&gt;Fourth-ish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the first bullet of this post I mentioned the possibility of gettin' a lil' snappy-shot in front of the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ace of Cakes&lt;/span&gt; home in July. Where, exactly, is this located? Baltimore, Maryland. What? What are you doing going to Baltimore? Stalking? No, no, love. No, no. Our church is taking a missions trip up there to do some restoration work on the church that Annie Armstrong attended and was called to do missions work in. How crazy, awesome-tastic is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;?! Uh, very...for those who may have been wondering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am hoping that whilst sight-seeing I'll get to see the building. The outside and a picture in front will satisfy. A pic inside and/or with Mary Alice, Anna, Katherine or Geoff would be pee-your-pants worthy. Printed and hanging up on my wall worthy.&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;(I just got back from showering and getting ready for bed. There was about a 20 minute pause in this post, you just didn't know it...., until I just said something.)&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="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;In Closing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to, yet again, be up prior to the sun tomorrow morning. I have to go back to Tuscaloosa to finish up the stores I didn't get to service today. Thank you Tornado Warning weather. But! It was actually a good thing from God because I would have had to gone back tomorrow anyway. I thought I had all the paperwork that I needed with me, but didn't. Curses. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., I have this loverly, slightly purple, slightly red bruise smattered across the back of my right heel. I smashed it with one of the shopping carts earlier this morning. It hurt. And like the dickens, might I add. I couldn't feel it for a few minutes, that's how hard I hit it. By five minutes post smash it was already bruised. Oh yeah. I'll have to take a picture of it tomorrow when it shall be a lovely shade of some color. Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.p.s., I have a few pictures of stuff from work whilst doing a few resets. Really...quite amusing stuff in the Publix grocery stores...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five in the morning comes way too early. Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-3669055233893697195?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/3669055233893697195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=3669055233893697195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3669055233893697195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3669055233893697195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-i-think-several-of-us-have-expressed.html' title='&quot;So, I think several of us have expressed interest in getting tattoos.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SCO8pAt9yuI/AAAAAAAAALY/m4GwBVHipTI/s72-c/forbidden.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-5443277914849218089</id><published>2008-05-06T22:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T15:11:31.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Now she looks like a hobbit..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SCEhtbR9JzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qCKRdiwvzYg/s1600-h/dancy+pig.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SCEhtbR9JzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qCKRdiwvzYg/s200/dancy+pig.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197472509263161138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You know, the fat one that was in The Goonies."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...as I am typing this I have already checked the "preview" feature and the pig isn't dancing. I think it was supposed to be an animated dancing pig and if it isn't dancing when I publish this...disappointment. I thought I would post a quick lil' post before I go to bed ('cause that's what I am about to do right now...stupid have to be at work in Hoover at 5 in the a.m. to reset ketchup, bbq sauce and marinades.) to let you know I have not abbandoned my blogging. I've actually had loads of things running through my head that I've wanted to post..., and I forget. Sorry. Work has been really crazy busy the past two weeks and I've been dead-tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's all for tonight. Hopefully I will make up for lacking tomorrow night. Keyword: hopefully. If not then I will try my ding dang darndest for Thursday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-5443277914849218089?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/5443277914849218089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=5443277914849218089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5443277914849218089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5443277914849218089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/05/she-reminds-me-of-hobbit.html' title='&quot;Now she looks like a hobbit...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SCEhtbR9JzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qCKRdiwvzYg/s72-c/dancy+pig.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-5484614771500979898</id><published>2008-04-27T21:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:09:12.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Success is the ability to go from one failure to another...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SBU-2bR9JyI/AAAAAAAAALI/r7gHekmw_L4/s1600-h/uturn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SBU-2bR9JyI/AAAAAAAAALI/r7gHekmw_L4/s200/uturn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194126849998661410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"...with no loss of enthusiasm." ~Sir Winston Churchill&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&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="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Simple Pleasures #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love quotes. As if you couldn't already tell that by each post I make... They are so..., I don't know. Great? I have no way to describe them. They're just..., yeah. I love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&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="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Simple Pleasures #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else do I love? Gummy fruit snacks. Heck yes I do. Right now I am enjoying some Disney Princess and Finding Nemo gummies (Well, not eating them right now, but I did earlier..., and talking about them makes me want some more.).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Fun Fact #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom actually found me some gummy candy mix for me to make my own. I'm excited. I need to find the perfect molds for them. P.s., I'm all about doing some Willy Wonka stuff with candies. I want to be the Willy Wonka of Harry Potter in real life and minus being a male..., as I am female. The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&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="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Simple Pleasures #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also love icons. Hahaha! They crack me up and they inspire me. For instance, the one I'm using for this post. I'm pretty sure I've used it once before, and I try not to use them more than once, but I saw this one and it spoke to me. I am so glad that God allows U-Turns. So glad. He's allowed me so many and is allowing me one now in my life. Today, in fact.&lt;/div&gt;&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="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Confession Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the ladies in our church have been doing the newest Beth Moore study (The Steps one ; Psalms of Ascents one), and I've been doing the class as well. Well, as I always seem to go, I've fallen behind in my studies. Two weeks to be exact. Man..., I just absolutely get frustrated with myself because of this. I am very much enjoying the study and I've fallen behind. Not only am I irritated about that but about falling behind in my walk with God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the things that Beth Moore suggests in this particular study is getting on your face, literally on your face, before God and humbling yourself before Him. And I love that part of my time in this study. L-O-V-E it. I can't get enough of it. Well, when I am walking where I should be. It is an amazing time before Him that I've not experienced before and has changed my way of prayer. Love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all I have for today. Leaving you with a picture. Disregard that it is backwards.... I couldn't flip it on the Mac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SBU-obR9JxI/AAAAAAAAALA/AyXrL_dyzI4/s200/Photo+22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194126609480492818" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-5484614771500979898?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/5484614771500979898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=5484614771500979898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5484614771500979898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5484614771500979898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/04/success-is-ability-to-go-from-one.html' title='&quot;Success is the ability to go from one failure to another...'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SBU-2bR9JyI/AAAAAAAAALI/r7gHekmw_L4/s72-c/uturn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-4737591110875229477</id><published>2008-04-24T23:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:53:50.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"With every mistake we must surely be learning."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SBFgzrR9JuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/nsD_JKlf1iw/s1600-h/deadplasmatv.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SBFgzrR9JuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/nsD_JKlf1iw/s200/deadplasmatv.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193038286242522850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Still my guitar gently weeps."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I made the investment in two movies (used) for the price of $20 at the Blockbuster. 1) Across the Universe, and 2) Martian Child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Across the Universe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello. So good. L-O-V-Ein this movie. Face is completely rocked off with the way this was done. Okay, face rocked off is a bit dramatic, but it really is good. All Beatles songs. Beautiful arrangements. Very beautiful. Go and view it.&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, 153, 0);"&gt;Martian Child:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All Cusack fans should watch this. It isn't the best of his work, but it is still brilliant. I don't want to say too much about it, not because it will ruin the movie for you, but because trying to describe it would make it sound boring, and it isn't. At all. It is an emotional movie, and not just emotional in the sense that you will cry. You will cry, at times, but you will also feel the frustration that David (John Cusack) feels and goes through. You mainly feel his emotions during the majority of the movie, but towards the end, especially one scene, you feel Dennis's (the little boy, a.k.a., the Martian Child) emotions. P.s., the little boy that plays Dennis, oh my goodness. You just want to keep him. He is absolutely adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. That's really all I have to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1299099855823183230-4737591110875229477?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/4737591110875229477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=4737591110875229477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4737591110875229477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4737591110875229477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/04/with-every-mistake-we-must-surely-be.html' title='&quot;With every mistake we must surely be learning.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SBFgzrR9JuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/nsD_JKlf1iw/s72-c/deadplasmatv.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-6459558998535067430</id><published>2008-04-21T23:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T00:23:01.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"We'll see you Sunday..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SA1x57R9JnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gciTCMm1v1M/s1600-h/songbird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SA1x57R9JnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gciTCMm1v1M/s200/songbird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191931185407534706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Wait, I mean.... Nevermind. Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...always funny to me. Good ol' Kel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have some of my pics from this past weekend edited and up on the Flickr. Here are a few of them. Clicker your way over to see the rest &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SA10KbR9JsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/hl62tgQh46Q/s1600-h/jn_ab02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SA10KbR9JsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/hl62tgQh46Q/s200/jn_ab02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191933667898631874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SA10KLR9JrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fj917stxLK4/s1600-h/jn_ab01b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SA10KLR9JrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fj917stxLK4/s200/jn_ab01b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191933663603664562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First pic is of me and Hector. Seven years later we're still throwin' up the Wal-Mart sign. Keepin' it real, yo. *We worked at the Ponderosa Bible Camp in Mentone about seven years ago together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2. Second pic is of me and Heath "The Thunder" McNease after Joyful Noise came to an end. We were dead-tired. He had been driving (from Maryland) since after 5 that morning to get down to NC for the festival. Hector was finally crashing from putting this thing together and runnin' around making sure everything happened. I was tired from the drive the day before and and the week leading up to that weekend (finally crashing since it was finished). We all went to eat some Mmm, mmm good Chinese food a few hours after those pics were taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Go check the Flickr to see more pictures of the performances and the crazy scenery we experienced on the road trip back home. I'll be posting more when I get the time to finish them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should have been in the bed almost two hours ago. Way to go Smart Kid. Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-6459558998535067430?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/6459558998535067430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=6459558998535067430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/6459558998535067430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/6459558998535067430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-see-you-sunday.html' title='&quot;We&apos;ll see you Sunday...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SA1x57R9JnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gciTCMm1v1M/s72-c/songbird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2649245507510076451</id><published>2008-04-20T22:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:44:29.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"For the past 30-40 years..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAwMNgJqieI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MS27tI_OJhI/s1600-h/camera2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAwMNgJqieI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MS27tI_OJhI/s200/camera2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191537896559643106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"...the Goat Man has actively roamed the South."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I don't know who the Goat Man is, or what his story is (mainly because I could barely hear it over the music on my iPod, which I was listening to at the time...as you can tell...man, I'm really tired.), but I can say with full confidence that he is one sight that I would absolutely l-o-v-e to have the memory of seeing him burned into my mind for the rest of my days here on this earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we're finally home after a very long, and I do mean long, day of traveling back to the Salty Ham from North Carolina. Loads of pictures and even some short videos, but those shall be posted at another time. Sleepy. Very sleepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-2649245507510076451?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2649245507510076451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2649245507510076451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2649245507510076451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2649245507510076451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/04/for-past-30-40-years.html' title='&quot;For the past 30-40 years...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAwMNgJqieI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MS27tI_OJhI/s72-c/camera2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-155338648677278617</id><published>2008-04-17T20:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T21:05:10.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bye, bye Miss Chair Model Lady..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAf7Tl4sb6I/AAAAAAAAAJg/HR9SoJh7R6M/s1600-h/cuddle4food.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAf7Tl4sb6I/AAAAAAAAAJg/HR9SoJh7R6M/s200/cuddle4food.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190393409573777314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"As dead as a dead animal can get."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... I am slightly on the sad side that my cds won't be in until after Joyful Noise is over with. Am I gonna get upset and stress about this? No. I slept that off. I have  a problem solver: pre-order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Random side note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Hanes Wedgie Free ad with the girl from SCRUBS. Okay, do what ever self-respecting woman does when she has a wedgie in the department store, mask yourself behind the clothing rack and casually pull it out. No need for all that leg shaking or bend and snap stuff (Btw: what was that about? I've never known that method to work. I didn't even know that was a method.). Or! If you can't do that, grab an article of clothing and hit the dressing room.&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, 153, 0);"&gt;Moving along...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I posted pictures of The Myriad from the concert last weekend. Flicker your way to the Flickr to check 'em out. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/"&gt;Flickr, flickr, flickr, clicker on me.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, tomorrow we leave! Excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hungry! Going to eat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-155338648677278617?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/155338648677278617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=155338648677278617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/155338648677278617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/155338648677278617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/04/bye-bye-miss-chair-model-lady.html' title='&quot;Bye, bye Miss Chair Model Lady...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAf7Tl4sb6I/AAAAAAAAAJg/HR9SoJh7R6M/s72-c/cuddle4food.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-9211487857689253988</id><published>2008-04-16T00:11:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T01:04:35.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stacy: "Sherri, are you gonna be able to sing this song?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAWLu14sb5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/7i-Ctg281rc/s1600-h/conversation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAWLu14sb5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/7i-Ctg281rc/s200/conversation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189707782469480338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sherri: "We're about to find out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good whatever-time-of-the-day-it-is to you all! I have been editing and uploading photos to the Flickr account. So far I've only gotten through the EISLEY pics. I will work on The Myriad, The Envy Corps and Vedera at a later date (i.e., tomorrow). Below are a handful of pictures. Click on 'em, you know you want to. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAWLWl4sb3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Y70yXMfq-_U/s1600-h/eis05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAWLWl4sb3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Y70yXMfq-_U/s200/eis05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189707365857652594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAWLWl4sb4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9OK9dYwklT4/s1600-h/eis06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAWLWl4sb4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9OK9dYwklT4/s200/eis06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189707365857652610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAWLWl4sb3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Y70yXMfq-_U/s1600-h/eis05.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAWLCF4sb0I/AAAAAAAAAIw/954j5TlQxQY/s1600-h/eis02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAWLCF4sb0I/AAAAAAAAAIw/954j5TlQxQY/s200/eis02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189707013670334274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAWLCF4sbzI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vga14ZetthI/s1600-h/eis01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAWLCF4sbzI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vga14ZetthI/s200/eis01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189707013670334258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAWLWF4sb1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/TfhkiQotrjw/s1600-h/eis04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAWLWF4sb1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/TfhkiQotrjw/s200/eis04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189707357267717970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view the rest of them click on the following link, or copy and paste in your browser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/idigmusicians/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Moving on...up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I found another fun thing to do with the music player, AND! I'm at the desktop...so, it should be much more interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Instructions: Put your iPOD, mp3 player or whatever you use to play music on shuffle. Write down the song that comes up to answer each question. Do not skip songs, even if you repeat artists! After you name the song, write yes or no for the question that follows. See how many actually make sense!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favourite song right now: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"I'll Be" by Edwin McCain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my least favourite song right now: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Do Ya" by Jump5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Nope. Guilty pleasure that always makes me wanna jump about and sing loudly. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song makes me sad: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"If I Fell" (Beatles acoustic guitar cover) by Fred Benedetti &amp;amp; Peter Pupping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;No, not really. It does tend to put one in a sappy sort of mood though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song makes me mad: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"23" by Jimmy Eat World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song makes me happy: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"So Long" by Pilotdrift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Yes, but not because of the lyrics. I very much enjoy the style of their music and that's what makes me happy when I hear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song ALWAYS cheers me up: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Heal Over" by K.T. Tunstall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Nope. I hardly listen to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song brings back lots of memories: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"We've Only Just Begun" by Run Kid Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Not really. Well, that's a lie. It reminds me of sitting at the traffic light at Greenspring Ave. and driving home to the apt (when I lived there) at night after work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song reminds me of my crush/boyfriend: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Hanuman" by Medeski, Scofield, Martin &amp;amp; Wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Sort of...yeah. Hahaha! One of my Window-Shopping Crushes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is overplayed: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"Julia" by Medeski, Scofield, Martin &amp;amp; Wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Nope. I've never heard it except for after I got the cd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is not played enough!: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Secret" by Maroon5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I sort of agree...but not totally. I like that it wasn't a single because it would have been ruined had it been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this song: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"It's Goin' Down" by Cross Movement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Hahaha! I've never listened to this song! It came off of one of those WOW cds, the "edgier" cd of the two...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this song: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Charleston" by Dean Fields&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Not so much. I do enjoy and can't get enough of his stuff, but not this particular song...no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me about this song:  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"You Didn't Know" by Renee Stahl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;No. I heard this when I worked at the B&amp;amp;N. It was in our In-Store play for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard this song on my own: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"All I Have To Give" by Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hahaha! No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched the video for this song: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"Santa Clause Is Coming To Town" by Jump5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom actually likes this song: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"The Runaways" by Anberlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Heh, heh...not to my knowledge. She always asks what we're listening to when I play it. Now... If it were the Cha-Cha Slide, then I could honestly say, "yes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends LOVE this song: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"Give Me Some Kind of Sign Girl" by Brenton Woods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I have no idea. I don't know if they even know it. It's an oldies song that they'd probably know if they heard it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the artist/band that sings this song: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"It Just Takes Some Time" by Jimmy Eat World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Absolutely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like many songs by the artist/band that sings this song: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"Innocence" by Jeremy Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Honestly, I only like a select amount of his stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can really relate to this song: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Fire" by Delirious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I'll have to listen to it; another one of those from that WOW cd that I've not heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has bad lyrics: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"Trouble" by Ray Lamontagne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Nope. I love the lyrics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has very good lyrics: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"All We Ever Needed" by Rush Of Fools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Yes, very much so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is good to dance to: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"How Will I Know" by Whitney Houston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;HECK YES IT IS!!! Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love singing this song: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"This Is What I Mean By That" by Michael Tolcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I don't know all the words to this song...so, yes and no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want people to know I like this song: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"Boondocks" by Little Big Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Whatever! I dig this song something fierce... Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is pretty old: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"She Loves You" by The Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Old as in how? Yes, by date and played out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is fairly new: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"Poison Oak" by Bright Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Not so much...no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has been on repeat many times: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"The Walk" by Hanson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Oh, my, yes...very much so! L-O-V-E it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really liked this song THAT much: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"Marvelous Things" by EISLEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;LIE! I have always loved this song. It is one of the two of their songs that made me an EISLEY fan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many out of 30 were actually true? Eh, about 10. I counted two half corrects as one making it 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now kiddies. Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&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/1299099855823183230-9211487857689253988?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/9211487857689253988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=9211487857689253988' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/9211487857689253988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/9211487857689253988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/04/stacy-sherri-are-you-gonna-be-able-to.html' title='Stacy: &quot;Sherri, are you gonna be able to sing this song?&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAWLu14sb5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/7i-Ctg281rc/s72-c/conversation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-483956903598121963</id><published>2008-04-14T21:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:25:04.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday my Jim will come...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAQYbl4sbwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/b6JYE3AEl0A/s1600-h/dapirates.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAQYbl4sbwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/b6JYE3AEl0A/s200/dapirates.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189299532943093506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and my Ron and my Roger, all combined into one.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The meeting has officially come to order...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the EISLEY/ The Myriad/Vedera/The Envy Corps concert last night at Zydeco. And, extremely surprisingly, there were probably 50 people at that concert. No lie. I was sad for the bands for the little show... But, at the same time I was totally stoked because it was very enjoyable because of the little crowd. I was merely inches away from the bands. Seriously, Stacy's (from EISLEY) keyboard was about 6 inches from my face. It was the bestest b'day present concert I could ask for! I will definitely be posting pictures later (possibly tomorrow).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the show was over I got to chat with the guys from The Myriad. They are really cool guys. I pre-ordered their album that is coming out in May and got a 5-song EP for free along with two buttons (again, who doesn't love a piece of flair?!). I got them to autograph -- yes, I went fangirl, but mild-manner fangirl, and had them do it -- my cd, which is a limited quantity cd...woot! I am currently listening to it as I blog this very blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am officially fans of Vedera and The Envy Corps. I believe they have MySpace pages (as do The Myriad and EISLEY), so if you get a chance, check 'em out. They are a rockin' good time.&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, 153, 0);"&gt;Next order of business...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Four days until we leave for Joyful Noise 2008! I am super-stoked excited about this festival! I will be even more super-stoked excited when my cds get here, which I am hoping will be Tuesday or Wednesday. I am still praying and working on set list(s). I'm definitely playing my 5 along with some covers, but as to which covers...I'm still waiting on the final cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;New business...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I was browsing through some Xanga pages and came across this fun little thing. Now, I am at the Mac and don't have all my music loaded on this thing, so it probably won't be as funny, I guess, as it could be, but here we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Rules:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Open up the music player on your computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Set it to play your entire music collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Hit the shuffle command.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Tell us the title of the next twenty-five songs that show up (with musicians), no mater how embarrassing. That's right, no skipping that KEVIN FEDERLINE tune that will totally destroy your hip credibility. It's ime for total musical honesty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Results:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Brightly Wound, EISLEY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Apologize, OneRepublic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Come Clean, EISLEY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Head Against the Sky, EISLEY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Running Man, Hanson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. Been There Before, Hanson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7. I Drove All Night, Carly Smithson (American Idol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8. Daydream, Jason Castro (Americna Idol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;9. Your Man, Josh Turner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10. In My Life, The Beatles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;11. Happy Together, Brooke White (American Idol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;12. Hallelujah, Jason Castro (American Idol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;13. Mr. Tom, Patrick Watson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;14. Georgia, Hanson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;15. Giver, Patrick Watson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;16. Hold You In My Arms, Ray Lamontagne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;17. If I Fell, Jason Castro (American Idol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;18. Little Sparrow, David Cook (American Idol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;19. Even The Streets, Matt Wertz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;20. Plenty Of Paper, EISLEY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;21. Blue Sky, Hanson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;22. Combinations, EISLEY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;23. Night And Day, The Good Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;24. What Hurts The Most, Rascal Flatts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;25. Don't Stop Believing, Journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, it would have been waaaay more interesting had I been on the desktop. Eh, maybe another post I'll do it again and from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, that's all kiddies. Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.s., References are: Jim, The Office; Ron, Harry Potter novels; Roger, 101 Dalmations (Animated, yes, animated version. Shut it.).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-483956903598121963?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/483956903598121963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=483956903598121963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/483956903598121963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/483956903598121963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/04/someday-my-jim-will-come.html' title='Someday my Jim will come...'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAQYbl4sbwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/b6JYE3AEl0A/s72-c/dapirates.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-9076450190424594075</id><published>2008-04-12T17:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T22:05:16.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Scrapple."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAE0Ll4sbuI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3Ngl568-UEU/s1600-h/dropit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAE0Ll4sbuI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3Ngl568-UEU/s200/dropit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188485619460632290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"There's no mistake that the word 'crap' is in the middle of it."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just absofruitly l-o-v-e watching Ace of Cakes. They are pee-your-pants funny and I want to be friends with most of the staff on that show..., primarily Mary Alice, Geoff, Anna and Katherine. Pretty much awesome-tastic. P.s., that's where my opening quote came from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"The time has come," the Walrus said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I am official six and twenty. Eh, feels about like 25 and 24 and 23 and 22 and 21 and so on all felt like...&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, 153, 0);"&gt;"to talk of other things."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One week and counting until Joyful Noise 2008 goes down. I have finally finished up with the cd and am now waiting for them to come in, which should be early this coming week. Excited am I very...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Of shoes and ships and ceiling wax..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and I are currently avoiding the task of cleaning the extra bedroom, also known as the Junk Room. And boy howdy is it ever a junk room. It is all kinds of a horrifically nasty mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's all...that I can think of at this point in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., OH! I got my hairs cutted. I will post pictures later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-9076450190424594075?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/9076450190424594075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=9076450190424594075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/9076450190424594075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/9076450190424594075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/04/scrapple.html' title='&quot;Scrapple.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/SAE0Ll4sbuI/AAAAAAAAAIA/3Ngl568-UEU/s72-c/dropit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-4584675486752950511</id><published>2008-04-06T23:40:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T14:23:35.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because the world revolves around Ashley...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R_mm6YfOeKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tHS4MjDPmtA/s1600-h/random.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R_mm6YfOeKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tHS4MjDPmtA/s200/random.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186359967829883042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a new post.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha! Ashley, I can hear your response as I type this...and in my head, it's humerus. The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The Countdown has begun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I officially have five -- well, four as of 9:30 in the morning, if you want to get really technical -- days until I turn the big six and twenty. That's four years from being thirty. I sure as heck don't feel I should be that age. I feel as though I should be turning twenty-one or twenty-two. Maybe the birth certificate is wrong... Eh, whatever.&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, 153, 0);"&gt;After that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh, two words: Eisley concert! Heck to the yes! Sunday, April 13th, happy (late-and-better-than-never) birthday to me! Sooooo going...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And after that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The official number of days until Joyful Noise: 13 (12 is the magic number for when we leave to head up to Fairmont, NC). Who's excited? Oh, pick me! Pick me! I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's all excited that after tomorrow the Barefoot EP will be mixed and mastered and ready to make duplicates of and hopefully be available for purchasing needs for Joyful Noise 2008...and also for others who just want to buy one.&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, 153, 0);"&gt;And after that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing else comes to mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to say another "Thanks" to all the loverly gifts I received Saturday night. Gift cards, so getting used...tomorrow. I am all sorts of excited about my Alice print (Oh yeah!) that Ashley (and I'm guessing Ryan too) got me and the pink capo (heck yes!) that Becca and Chris got me -- ever impatiently awaiting those! Stinkin' excited. So...thanks...again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's all. Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-4584675486752950511?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/4584675486752950511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=4584675486752950511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4584675486752950511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4584675486752950511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/04/because-world-revolves-around-ashley.html' title='Because the world revolves around Ashley...'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R_mm6YfOeKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tHS4MjDPmtA/s72-c/random.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2628751567751287124</id><published>2008-04-01T00:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:35:26.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Barefoot EP is coming...FINALLY!!! Weeee!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y119/IamnotTroutman/graphics/ddr.gif" alt="legal stimulants rock!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQUEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can emphasis the "FINALLY!!!" in the heading enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Bob and I went down to the church tonight and had a recording session (finally -- I have a feeling this will be the word of the day in this post. Remember Pee Wee fans, when you hear the word of the day, you scream.). P.s., Bob, or Jerry Seinfeld, as I like to call him, is my dad...for those who have to ask the question, "Who's Bob?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I need to do is move some funds in some accounts and send my music files, design for cd cover insert, and additional info for the cd via internet and wait about a week to get my mass produced cd. Woot to the woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s., I'm also gonna get some stickers made, and possibly buttons. Let's be honest who doesn't love a piece of flair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all. I was just excited and had to post this before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-2628751567751287124?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2628751567751287124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2628751567751287124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2628751567751287124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2628751567751287124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/04/barefoot-ep-is-comingfinally-weeee.html' title='The Barefoot EP is coming...FINALLY!!! Weeee!!!'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y119/IamnotTroutman/graphics/th_ddr.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-2681886257985213239</id><published>2008-03-27T20:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T21:32:59.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"In this world, there's nothing I would rather do"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-xXQYfOeJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/iqdTGWNK32E/s1600-h/interesting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-xXQYfOeJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/iqdTGWNK32E/s200/interesting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182613210159544466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"'Cause I'm happy just to dance with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I sad Chikezie went home? Eh, not too much. *Refer to my earlier post on why I think he shouldn't be the American Idol. I am sad that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ramiele&lt;/span&gt; is still on though! America! Come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and "God Bless the USA"? Seriously? Don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; do something like that again, Kristy Lee...&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;. The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song that made me become a David Cook fan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bKhhy4kLuzw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bKhhy4kLuzw&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was all really. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-2681886257985213239?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/2681886257985213239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=2681886257985213239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2681886257985213239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/2681886257985213239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-this-world-theres-nothing-i-would.html' title='&quot;In this world, there&apos;s nothing I would rather do&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-xXQYfOeJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/iqdTGWNK32E/s72-c/interesting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-5174867543464048670</id><published>2008-03-25T21:47:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:26:21.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I believe the job of a best friend..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m56IfOd5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/vbPlw16k2YQ/s1600-h/bff.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m56IfOd5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/vbPlw16k2YQ/s200/bff.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181877254628472722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"...is to make you laugh until you hiccup (or wet your pants)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have pictures! Woot to the woot people. Woot to the woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Alright, alright, alright...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m6a4fOd6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/fdtyAJyLitQ/s1600-h/bailor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m6a4fOd6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/fdtyAJyLitQ/s200/bailor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181877817269188514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m7L4fOd_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/WeGplwykhDE/s1600-h/cooper02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m7L4fOd_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/WeGplwykhDE/s200/cooper02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181878659082778610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m6tYfOd7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/dYYYBTKHa9Y/s1600-h/bray_cora01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m6tYfOd7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/dYYYBTKHa9Y/s200/bray_cora01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181878135096768434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m7MofOeBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/K22_5MquaAo/s1600-h/bray_parr_cora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m7MofOeBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/K22_5MquaAo/s200/bray_parr_cora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181878671967680530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m6tofOd8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/JDdJYxTVUiI/s1600-h/brayden01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m6tofOd8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/JDdJYxTVUiI/s200/brayden01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181878139391735746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m7MYfOeAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/4g80YWa1YKk/s1600-h/corabeth01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m7MYfOeAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/4g80YWa1YKk/s200/corabeth01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181878667672713218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m7LofOd-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/FyzCNzWFCqw/s1600-h/cooper01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m7LofOd-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/FyzCNzWFCqw/s200/cooper01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181878654787811298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m6uIfOd9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/qNqQ1lmry4k/s1600-h/brayden02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m6uIfOd9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/qNqQ1lmry4k/s200/brayden02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181878147981670354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top to bottom, left to right:&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bailor. He found the "Golden Egg" that had $10 in it. "Daddy, I want a goose that lays golden eggs. I want it now!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cooper in his "Easter Helmet." Yeah, that's what he called it. Pretty much awesome.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brayden and Cora Beth after collecting eggs. These kids are skraight-up hilarious!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brayden, Parris and Cora Beth posing for a funny picture. Check out Cora Beth's face. How stinkin' awesome is that? Very.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brayden showing me all the eggs he collected. We had a bonding moment over this picture. I'm all kinds of excited.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cora Beth finally showing me all the eggs she collected. Again, we had a bonding moment as well over this picture.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cooper giving me a Life Saver candy from one of his eggs. All sorts of excited 'cause the boy talked to me and let me take his picture. Selected few are allowed this opportunity. I finally qualified. Yesssss!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"It wooks wike a hawt." Brayden found a rock that looked like a heart. We took a picture.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Next set...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m_GYfOeDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tK_BwzlXkEk/s1600-h/eggs02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m_GYfOeDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tK_BwzlXkEk/s200/eggs02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181882962640009266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m_GYfOeEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gvEQd0stV00/s1600-h/eggs03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m_GYfOeEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/gvEQd0stV00/s200/eggs03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181882962640009282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m_G4fOeFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HqjoGmy3hzQ/s1600-h/eggs04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m_G4fOeFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HqjoGmy3hzQ/s200/eggs04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181882971229943890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The egg condoms! Hahaha! And, yes...I did write the word 'condom' on one of the eggs prior to dipping it in the dye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cake, cake, cake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-nAiYfOeGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3O4NTfKrl8k/s1600-h/eastercake01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-nAiYfOeGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/3O4NTfKrl8k/s200/eastercake01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181884543187974242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-nAiofOeHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/UqQEbo11Myo/s1600-h/eastercake02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-nAiofOeHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/UqQEbo11Myo/s200/eastercake02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181884547482941554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-nAiofOeII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/97bhruJ12fs/s1600-h/eastercake03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-nAiofOeII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/97bhruJ12fs/s200/eastercake03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181884547482941570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Told you I made it. I wanna work for Duff at Charm City Cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I'm posting for pictures. Gettin' sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s., How about Michael Johns and David Cook rockin' out the Idol tonight?! Oh yeah, baby...oh yeah.&lt;br /&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/1299099855823183230-5174867543464048670?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/5174867543464048670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=5174867543464048670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5174867543464048670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5174867543464048670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-believe-job-of-best-friend.html' title='&quot;I believe the job of a best friend...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-m56IfOd5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/vbPlw16k2YQ/s72-c/bff.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-586345840113414155</id><published>2008-03-24T21:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:44:10.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"She's gonna make coats out of us."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-hjBYfOd4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ur62Ox2cPas/s1600-h/british+accents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-hjBYfOd4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ur62Ox2cPas/s200/british+accents.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181500246694197122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"We gave her the slip *oomf* didn't we dad?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heart &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;101 Dalmatians&lt;/span&gt;. So glad I got it in me Easter Basket. The animated Disney, btw, not the live-action. I just heart it. I've watched it two or three times since yesterday evening...including the bonus features disc. I love it, I love it, I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;La ti da...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, for Easter Sunday we went to my dad's sister's house (the house we normally congregate at on Christmas Day) for dinner. It was good stuff. Mom's and my contribution was making a few desserts. She made banana pudding, I made a cake. Heck to the yes I did! I took pictures of the finished product and had Mom take some of me decorating so that people would believe I actually did decorate the thing. Take that, skeptics. I haven't gotten pictures off of her camera yet, so those shall be posted at a later time. Sorry for anticipation, if any exists...&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, 153, 0);"&gt;Moving forwards backwards in time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Saturday we had an Easter Egg Hunt for the children at church and for the children in the community. 50 children showed up!!! How stinkin' cool is that?!? I'll tell you: Very. I took pictures of a few of the kids that I wanted pictures of. Sorry to the rest of you who did not qualify. Those, also, will be posted at a later time along with the pictures of the next event I am about to tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday evening I went over to the Christian house to dye eggs. So...Thomas picked out the kit that comes with those plastic holders to put liquid in to dye the eggs. Well, these things look like condoms. I'm not gonna lie. They do, they really do. Overly &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;egg&lt;/span&gt;sagerated, but they do. All-in-all it was good fun. We spent the majority of the time laughing, mostly at Thomas...but that's always &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;egg&lt;/span&gt;spected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, gotta get up early in the a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-586345840113414155?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/586345840113414155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=586345840113414155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/586345840113414155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/586345840113414155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/03/shes-gonna-make-coats-out-of-us.html' title='&quot;She&apos;s gonna make coats out of us.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R-hjBYfOd4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ur62Ox2cPas/s72-c/british+accents.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-5784548997522350395</id><published>2008-03-17T18:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:37:56.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"And you're still here like a flower in rain,"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R98MEByd2WI/AAAAAAAAAFI/K5UImbTfop8/s1600-h/Boo+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R98MEByd2WI/AAAAAAAAAFI/K5UImbTfop8/s200/Boo+001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178871359838476642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You get knocked down then you rise up again."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Two things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Very much stuck on the song "Flower In Rain" by Stephen Kellogg &amp;amp; The Sixers. If you haven't heard it, do such. (The slow version, not the upbeat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I am still very much convinced that my daughter will look like Boo from Monsters, Inc., minus the whole being a Pixar computer animated generated imaging thingy...&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, 153, 0);"&gt;Moving on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3:16 went really, really well Sunday evening. It was an awesome night of worship! My favorite part of the evening was getting to watch two deaf gentlemen standing with the congregation, worshipping God, signing along to lift their voices of praise...made me smile every time I saw them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday morning we sang two songs from the musical at Eastside, In Him and Hosanna! (Praise Is Rising). In Him was the song I had the solo to...and I don't remember a time I've ever been that stomach-filled-with-butterflies anxiety before. I don't know why it was that bad, really. I felt slightly ill because of it. Later that afternoon when we got to rehersal prior to the performance the nerves had calmed down and I was fine. All during rehersal, fine. Performance time comes and it's now time for me to do the solo: I don't remember being nervous. It was crazy! Afterwards when we all went to eat, Will asked me if I was nervous and I told him that I hadn't been and that it was really weird because of earlier that day. He told me that Mark (our pastor) had told him -- and I guess a few others -- to pray for me because I'd been so nerve-wracked earlier. Totally worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That entire solo was God. I can't explain it any other way. Every note, every word, every etc. about the solo was God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Flashback...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we had auditions for solos and praise team I was nervous sitting out in the hallway with all the other auditioners. We could hear people through the door if you stood right next to it. The lady who auditioned right before me (for the same song I did) was really good. There was another lady (who was picked for praise team) who was auditioning for the same song who went after me. I didn't get to hear her that day, but I had heard her the week before in rehersals and she is really, really good. So, later in the afternoon, after auditions are completed, I get a phone call from our choir director telling me that I was chosen, by a unanimous vote among all the directors, to sing the solo for In Him. Completely shocked by hearing this; I mainly auditioned so that I wouldn't kick myself for not at least trying, I hadn't expected to get one. After hearing this I keep asking God, "Why me? Why did you have them choose me when I know of at least two ladies at that audition who could sing it better?" I didn't know why, but I knew there was some reason for it, otherwise it wouldn't have happened.&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, 153, 0);"&gt;Back to the present...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the musical was over and we were talking to each other and leaving the church, a gentleman approached me and asked if I was the girl who sang the solo. I told him I was. He shook my hand and introduced himself as Mychael John Thomas. He then asked me if I had ever done any recording. I told him I was actually in the process of recording a demo. He then hands me a business card and tells me that he is a record producer. (What?!) He tells me to think about it and message him later. I thank him and then he walks off. Not five minutes later he comes back and asks how old I am and then tells me he's looking for an artist and that he's got connections with Nashville and Word Records. (Are you kidding me?!) I thanked him again and that was it.&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="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Moral of the story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this why? Is this the answer to the question I asked God weeks ago when I was told I was to sing this song? I don't know. I would very much like to know, no doubt. So, we all know that prayer works, so my request to any who read this: Please pray for clear direction/guidance/answers about this..., 'cause I sho' 'nuff needs it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's about it. I need to get in the bed soon; have to be up really, really early in the a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., Here's a lil' sumthin' sumthin' from Stephen Kellogg &amp;amp; The Sixers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WakKGaRYwO0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WakKGaRYwO0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-5784548997522350395?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/5784548997522350395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=5784548997522350395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5784548997522350395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/5784548997522350395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-youre-still-here-like-flower-in.html' title='&quot;And you&apos;re still here like a flower in rain,&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R98MEByd2WI/AAAAAAAAAFI/K5UImbTfop8/s72-c/Boo+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-4669687593041901862</id><published>2008-03-15T22:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T00:51:30.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's a big girl world now..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y119/IamnotTroutman/graphics/inigomontoya.jpg" border="0" alt="Nice to meet you..." /&gt;"...full of big girl things, and every day I wish I was small."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, Kendall Payne, how I heart thoust's music. If you've never heard it, go and listen to her song "Scratch"...amazingly, hauntingly beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, (technically) later today we will be performing the music of 3:16 at Cathedral of the Cross here in Birmingham. Nervous? Yes, yes I am...slightly...whenever I think about it. For those who've not heard, our church choir, along with 8 other church choirs are combining to form one ginormous church choir and performing the worship musical 3:16. The musical is based on the book titled &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3:16, The Numbers of Hope&lt;/span&gt;, by Max Lucado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y119/IamnotTroutman/graphics/41Kp9sl1B4L.jpg" border="0" alt="cover" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why so nervous? You'll be in a big group singing. Oh! Did I fail to mention I landed one of the songs that is primarily a solo? Yeah, I did. That's where the big nervousness is rooted. Right there... Actually, the major part of the nerves is rooted in the fact that my face is going to be on a big honkin' screen in the worship center while I do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be fine once the song starts and I get through the first verse and first chorus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. It's really late and I need to go to sleep so that I can wake up on time for church in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., It's always Penny &amp;amp; Me tonight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jJ3Jc6dxJ38&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jJ3Jc6dxJ38&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-4669687593041901862?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/4669687593041901862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=4669687593041901862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4669687593041901862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/4669687593041901862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-big-girl-world-now.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s a big girl world now...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y119/IamnotTroutman/graphics/th_inigomontoya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-8731142587382039762</id><published>2008-03-13T00:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T01:41:32.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"This is the dark before the dawn..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y119/IamnotTroutman/graphics/myownhero.png" border="0" alt="Yeah, pretty much." /&gt;"The storm before the peace."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been listening to Britt Nicole all this afternoon. Sooo good. I'm very much stuck on the song "When She Cries". Oh goodness, you can just feel the emotion surging through it. It's tied with "Set the World On Fire" for my favorite song on this album. If you get a chance to listen to it, do such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's where my opening quote(s) come from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Moving on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the Idol Conspiracy has already begun for this year. "What?" You ask. Okay, so remember when Mandisa was voted off a few seasons ago? Yeah, well, she was voted off basically because people misunderstood her and thought she was a homosexual hating Christian. Not what she meant people. She was referring to struggles and addictions, hard times in your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People are stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you watched Idol Tuesday night you would have noticed that the bottom 3 should have been -- based on performances that night -- Syesha Mercado, Ramiele Malubay and Kristy Lee Cook. Syesha wouldn't have been voted off because that one poor performance wouldn't have that big of an effect on her votes. Ramiele was straight-up not good. It was boring and, just, ugh. Not good. Kristy's was a poor decision on her part for trying to twist a Beatles song such as "Eight Day's A Week" into a twangy-country song. Just not smart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, who were the bottom three? Syesha, Kristy and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Hernandez&lt;/span&gt;. What. The. Crap.?!? Seriously people? David did way better, and has been doing better than Ramiele this entire time, not just that one night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's voted off? David H.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As most Idol fans probably have heard, David H. was, at one point in his past, an exotic dancer. Yeah, it leaked out into the news and stuff over the past two weeks. In my opinion, the only reason he was voted off was because of the dancer thing surfacing. The only reason why so early in the Top 12. If that hadn't had come up he would have more than likely lasted until the top 3-4. He would have been the Elliot Yamin. Seriously. *Would he do as well as Elliot afterwards? No. I'm just saying he would have been that shock vote staying in for so long. He could have outlasted David Cook (The Christ Daughtry) to the top 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I sad that David H. is gone? Not so much, because I would have wanted him to leave probably next week or so. I'm just a bit irritated that he left before Ramiele. She knows she should have been the one to leave this week; you could see it in her face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would have been shocked if Kristy had been voted off this week. She won't leave until the week after Ramiele. I'm gonna confidently say this and stick to this opinion too.&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, 153, 0);"&gt;On another note...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took Becca's recommendation on trying the Fabreze Lavender Vanilla &amp;amp; Comfort scent. Yeah, I'm not gonna lie, it's probably one of the fragrances that fills the air in Heaven. *The other being Fabreze Spring &amp;amp; Renewal; the smell of purple. The Lavender Vanilla is what pink smells like. And after typing that last line and looking at the bottle I just realized that the cap is a pink color. Funny how Fabreze is dead on with designing fragrances that help you smell colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's all for today/tonight/this morning/whenever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., Leaving you with Carly Smithson's rendition of The Beatles' "Come Together". She freakin' rocked my face completely off with this! *One of the reasons why I believe she will win this competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BkrpmWnJwYI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BkrpmWnJwYI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-8731142587382039762?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/8731142587382039762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=8731142587382039762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/8731142587382039762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/8731142587382039762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-dark-before-dawn.html' title='&quot;This is the dark before the dawn...&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y119/IamnotTroutman/graphics/th_myownhero.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-3066145816698377717</id><published>2008-03-07T20:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T20:50:01.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ding Dong! The "girl" is GONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R9H3fxyd2PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GbZW3XNOziE/s1600-h/isaidit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R9H3fxyd2PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GbZW3XNOziE/s200/isaidit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175189572138424562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yes, I just so totally did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna lie...so glad that Danny Noriega was voted off Thursday night. So glad that Asia'h Epperson, Kady Malloy and Luke Menard were voted off as well. Next stop: Ramiele Malubay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, I made some new wallpapers for my phone last night... Yes, I am a dork, but hey! it's free this way. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y119/IamnotTroutman/graphics/da.jpg" alt="the D.A." border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y119/IamnotTroutman/graphics/rh4it2.jpg" alt="Heck yes I am!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y119/IamnotTroutman/graphics/love-1.jpg" alt="yeah, yeah!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y119/IamnotTroutman/graphics/beeswax.jpg" alt="good ol' Dwight." border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y119/IamnotTroutman/graphics/datejim.jpg" alt="Uh, YEAH!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y119/IamnotTroutman/graphics/datejim2.jpg" alt="second that" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the new wallpapers I also made some new ringtones. These include songs by Fair, A Fine Frenzy, Paramore and Hanson... Oh! and also a few sound clips from The Office! Hahaha! These include: Dwight's definition of a hero, Jim saying he misses Dwight and the main theme song to the show. Good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...that's about it. I'm gonna go back to releasing my inner dork and make some more wallpapers and the occasional icon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-3066145816698377717?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/3066145816698377717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=3066145816698377717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3066145816698377717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3066145816698377717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/03/ding-dong-girl-is-gone.html' title='Ding Dong! The &quot;girl&quot; is GONE!'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R9H3fxyd2PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GbZW3XNOziE/s72-c/isaidit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299099855823183230.post-3223275466661274242</id><published>2008-03-05T22:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:42:08.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Agri-tourism is a lot more than a bed-and-breakfast."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R89ybrA-l1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/2sUY2rT65Sc/s1600-h/fanfiction.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R89ybrA-l1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/2sUY2rT65Sc/s200/fanfiction.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174480316600850258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"It consists of tourists coming to a farm, showing them around, giving them a bed, giving them breakfast."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Joe has hired me on to scrape the floor in the youth room so that it can be painted (it had carpet and they ripped it up and it is down to the sticky stuff that held the carpet down and concrete). So, long story short, and you'll understand why in one second. My arms hurt. No, not sore muscles, but hurt. Like cramp hurt that make you want to cry. It's a burning hurt. It's in my forearms and the underside of my upper arms. And this is after only 3 hours worth of scraping...and I didn't get that much scraped up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s., How about Brooke White's performance tonight with the acoustic Pat Benatar song, "Love Is A Battlefield"... AMAZING!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.p.s., This isn't the performance from tonight, but this is still a really good performance she did two weeks ago. Enjoy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jaMa8chS1tA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jaMa8chS1tA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End...for real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299099855823183230-3223275466661274242?l=idigmusicians.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/feeds/3223275466661274242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299099855823183230&amp;postID=3223275466661274242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3223275466661274242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299099855823183230/posts/default/3223275466661274242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idigmusicians.blogspot.com/2008/03/agri-tourism-is-lot-more-than-bed-and.html' title='&quot;Agri-tourism is a lot more than a bed-and-breakfast.&quot;'/><author><name>i dig musicians</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17775458570733686713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1TR-XuX80/TYrH696qClI/AAAAAAAAAqo/oLmajtUkEww/s220/patrNalli6.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zrRlHMZNAc8/R89ybrA-l1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/2sUY2rT65Sc/s72-c/fanfiction.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
