tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15821909876336565412024-01-30T22:25:04.226-08:00Hey y'allWelcome to my blog, a source for all things Tim. So check it out, whattya want from me?timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.comBlogger65125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-66106362567094592602010-10-06T13:39:00.000-07:002010-10-06T13:49:43.086-07:00It's that time of year.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjSIqTYz0g0TjbjjMe4poCvLjyhQZ9Mh2ki_B6lxoqxhyphenhyphenOgB7zBaOrval0MarJ3SHZh0zeavaPA6sCo3Iwpi7YqS-VRTMpceXHZTiHxJQi4rUua9EQXPE6N_NLe2BXlPa5qwqqy6uCZnUS/s1600/zombietim.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525037800493685554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjSIqTYz0g0TjbjjMe4poCvLjyhQZ9Mh2ki_B6lxoqxhyphenhyphenOgB7zBaOrval0MarJ3SHZh0zeavaPA6sCo3Iwpi7YqS-VRTMpceXHZTiHxJQi4rUua9EQXPE6N_NLe2BXlPa5qwqqy6uCZnUS/s400/zombietim.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Makes me wanna watch 28 days later</div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-87048736770412233642009-10-16T09:15:00.000-07:002009-10-16T09:18:09.312-07:00Yes, yes y'all<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "><object width="500" height="405"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cm2L6CQS3RE&hl=en&fs=1&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cm2L6CQS3RE&hl=en&fs=1&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"></embed></object></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;">That Matt Treanor. Lucky son of a bee-sting.</span></span></div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-32665322653956491792009-07-02T17:58:00.000-07:002009-07-02T23:14:41.680-07:00Too much hair, too much sexy<div align="center">I uncovered these pictures not too long ago. I had this hair when I was attending BYU, which does have a dress code which prohibits long hair for males. This wasn't even as long as it got. They would mainly enforce this code by not allowing you into volleyball matches and the like, but nobody gave me any guff. They were probably disarmed by my looks. Anyway, long story short, my employer eventually told me to 'look into cutting my hair,' and being that i liked my job, I cut it, then immediately lost all of my physical strength.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354032646373878322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUns2T86LsZ4Tn54vPgddNZJODwen5NPslFZSUGI3yvQ8K8mcwZUa7KRbFamo5dZFTNsVPSvKIjxdlVefctm7xozXXTnyE2BR-ej3MrITDWD-2t9GN5T0HHTp5LYnoIKlk9reJNRY6X-VJ/s400/timhair1.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Goates, myself, and Lo </span></em><br /></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZjay7zb6IyoR1ASxEk_gKPMNKcvSeN7k3HZfaN7pCt5djNVjz5e3D8RUnuaxkXds6EvYHqM9zB_FLp1e2NQYENYXxkqTG4FaQr1tR1xRQSSBDTfMA354BceHqFDu_GVE745ccZQfw1PmL/s1600-h/timhair2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354032642560097714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZjay7zb6IyoR1ASxEk_gKPMNKcvSeN7k3HZfaN7pCt5djNVjz5e3D8RUnuaxkXds6EvYHqM9zB_FLp1e2NQYENYXxkqTG4FaQr1tR1xRQSSBDTfMA354BceHqFDu_GVE745ccZQfw1PmL/s400/timhair2.jpg" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Andrew, Shawna, and Father Bill </span></em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikbQt5CfHBfe3p706ojB2ghNqUDrClNLEH0J-hsLbZ_J2S82sTI3lnqFjaS4ODsafAKnLuf0m37_54XzPSvbTlpgCxLUS1G5lKkWeKGlqbarkwgQtATHkusXN3piDzoou8udK9ugeiopiO/s1600-h/timhair3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354032639195218642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikbQt5CfHBfe3p706ojB2ghNqUDrClNLEH0J-hsLbZ_J2S82sTI3lnqFjaS4ODsafAKnLuf0m37_54XzPSvbTlpgCxLUS1G5lKkWeKGlqbarkwgQtATHkusXN3piDzoou8udK9ugeiopiO/s400/timhair3.jpg" border="0" /></a> So there we have it. I am grateful for a full head of hair, and that I am not like this guy:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLQkSmJICam1bndC-P1O8U4l5xUu5glkRZ9vyfda_grPd8FUeqK5iJKaHr9oR29HZtecIMeExFp8Bd2EvQVAG5zQ30Gan8Qc7JC7_gSsjePuWO0RCTrw4T1Vo-I66iU-XH4o9Gl7y7VdPO/s1600-h/ronron.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354035251623360434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLQkSmJICam1bndC-P1O8U4l5xUu5glkRZ9vyfda_grPd8FUeqK5iJKaHr9oR29HZtecIMeExFp8Bd2EvQVAG5zQ30Gan8Qc7JC7_gSsjePuWO0RCTrw4T1Vo-I66iU-XH4o9Gl7y7VdPO/s400/ronron.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-38320996628030559972009-06-29T17:36:00.000-07:002009-06-29T18:24:39.613-07:00On a dark, dark night...<div align="center">There was a dark, dark cave. And in that dark, dark cave, was...a bunch of bat guano! Ace Ventura woulda freaked. On this next installment of my little travelogue that I seem to be posting lately, I got to go to an adandoned mine near Caliente, California. What I saw there was too horrible to descibe with words, so I'll put some pics for ya viewing pleasure.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgryHIrDgAIB9oGtLQ1e16CMSqI1GdAVRSC7t7scKAZdZnEVPIAz9ZYue7d1LCPbti28r1K0eEqqbWrNU2WwmnDMYYbJ7h85-hKqzX0BSIxxaUHN1ts6NG-z14WoyYWMA8H9c09GK85Y7pI/s1600-h/Cave3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352914455548621698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgryHIrDgAIB9oGtLQ1e16CMSqI1GdAVRSC7t7scKAZdZnEVPIAz9ZYue7d1LCPbti28r1K0eEqqbWrNU2WwmnDMYYbJ7h85-hKqzX0BSIxxaUHN1ts6NG-z14WoyYWMA8H9c09GK85Y7pI/s400/Cave3.jpg" /> <p align="center"> </a><em><span style="font-size:85%;">There aren't any evil murderous okies that live near Tehachapi, right? Right?</span></em> </p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtmC7ktOBNb-aLBIysOyhji1YdNZT4Agz7i3jXVrIOQvHWqj_Gp-agbMYEPAle4VcwI6xjXgnFAk8a7_fLOExtqD3yaK8vAYFG9DEz6GdWBVTCWuv3iUPD58J8ayANyMHZ2MQZyQgvg5DP/s1600-h/Cave1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352913802355539378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtmC7ktOBNb-aLBIysOyhji1YdNZT4Agz7i3jXVrIOQvHWqj_Gp-agbMYEPAle4VcwI6xjXgnFAk8a7_fLOExtqD3yaK8vAYFG9DEz6GdWBVTCWuv3iUPD58J8ayANyMHZ2MQZyQgvg5DP/s400/Cave1.jpg" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">There are a bunch of Resident Evil 4 style cabins that are right outside the cave. They seemed to be adandoned, but I couldn't help but feel we were being watched. 'Matalo!'<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyieprFQGjUG7yooUoLrnNiE1O1fwRZMMU5E7pvbF8LImRCeuucuCB-s_D3T6lTjvR5qfAprwASFv5qP2NjiIxBzsDDDI_P4Uw3asrW_J5ELFqsuDgPWOwvyvjELAIC8dQUX4dybxd6qqS/s1600-h/Cave7.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352923047396394370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyieprFQGjUG7yooUoLrnNiE1O1fwRZMMU5E7pvbF8LImRCeuucuCB-s_D3T6lTjvR5qfAprwASFv5qP2NjiIxBzsDDDI_P4Uw3asrW_J5ELFqsuDgPWOwvyvjELAIC8dQUX4dybxd6qqS/s400/Cave7.jpg" /></a> When you see mummified cats in front of these places, I think it looks a little tacky, but it could just be me.<br /></span></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEbfO7mgJhLIo5ef9bcBle54-7NYe6wVMn0CFbo8DM6xEYTv7D43FCaPG4uELSAxVm6Q02VfocsjNf8n9xL40U5Z-_i1Ou5b_5AqP8bDKHN5pqNItuthDLgOKkb4v70kZqx0TEB0NlCf9I/s1600-h/Cave2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352913801942587234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEbfO7mgJhLIo5ef9bcBle54-7NYe6wVMn0CFbo8DM6xEYTv7D43FCaPG4uELSAxVm6Q02VfocsjNf8n9xL40U5Z-_i1Ou5b_5AqP8bDKHN5pqNItuthDLgOKkb4v70kZqx0TEB0NlCf9I/s400/Cave2.jpg" /></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;"> This is an old abandoned miner's nightclub. It was called the 'Mine Shaft'. After all, when you work hard, you play hard. Or so I've been told.<br /></span></em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr0RUpdZAarBhSOinfrhW0-kOqpHAtEgm9aZ3FG9hzYbQgM5LmDumDwPG-pFvu2rrvR0UucLnMw6VGMkHalpLwPtfMiPjcztlLY_kx4DnA8BjIP3jT5ipbBkSOi-DV1aTGjy5KyzBtg8wv/s1600-h/Cave8.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352923053178209778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr0RUpdZAarBhSOinfrhW0-kOqpHAtEgm9aZ3FG9hzYbQgM5LmDumDwPG-pFvu2rrvR0UucLnMw6VGMkHalpLwPtfMiPjcztlLY_kx4DnA8BjIP3jT5ipbBkSOi-DV1aTGjy5KyzBtg8wv/s400/Cave8.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><em><span style="font-size:85%;">This is the entrance of the mine. And this is Janna for all those in the know. Since this is a public blog, that's all I have to say.<br /></span></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaUhN4hfVfHm8tapnCSA8EvMU2NEwWS7e3c77Dp9gzk8Hj6xKdxKj3Eyab4Atcje93eKjUa4wFm0dUOU9lue0JLGqUd4jgs8aHlNYN0S2QMAxOzFqt0WmWX9E65L2vg40xb37NENzJeFRE/s1600-h/Cave4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352913801342645906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaUhN4hfVfHm8tapnCSA8EvMU2NEwWS7e3c77Dp9gzk8Hj6xKdxKj3Eyab4Atcje93eKjUa4wFm0dUOU9lue0JLGqUd4jgs8aHlNYN0S2QMAxOzFqt0WmWX9E65L2vg40xb37NENzJeFRE/s400/Cave4.jpg" /></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;"> Now after entering the mine, we came face to face with these little rabid buggers.<br /></span></em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguW0wtxu9Kr6UB8TtLUugcLJOKVMf1qSPcKl6YI8lgCUvWAB75O3mVJfWRgMH8WO2z5fsf3F2_laOPX9NB0EKJp05cPe1AW-hAeaoJpoZkeKQoPad22uKtScZp9KhgPwcZ5Y_mTSCi_AM4/s1600-h/Cave5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352913790487600802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguW0wtxu9Kr6UB8TtLUugcLJOKVMf1qSPcKl6YI8lgCUvWAB75O3mVJfWRgMH8WO2z5fsf3F2_laOPX9NB0EKJp05cPe1AW-hAeaoJpoZkeKQoPad22uKtScZp9KhgPwcZ5Y_mTSCi_AM4/s400/Cave5.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><em><span style="font-size:85%;">There were a lot of offshoots that led to who knows where. I didn't want to run into any gollum types, and not having any invisibility rings, I didn't venture too far.<br /></span></em><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhesq6NnWdo5uG_DXPezbIu_O8ou8f2mOjvOBBhIfQ1HupCRPdYyvTYm-iwiHp03OPOao-lpgRv95Gewkgq_d7Nkra0P5_85yjtHhIlzainl-EQ9msz9D6LPhNYKGfLppx7e01uvK6QxET2/s1600-h/Cave6.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352913791406022530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhesq6NnWdo5uG_DXPezbIu_O8ou8f2mOjvOBBhIfQ1HupCRPdYyvTYm-iwiHp03OPOao-lpgRv95Gewkgq_d7Nkra0P5_85yjtHhIlzainl-EQ9msz9D6LPhNYKGfLppx7e01uvK6QxET2/s400/Cave6.jpg" /></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;"> These little guys would swoop down by our heads, but would never hit us. I think they even look kinda cuddly, but I hear these little guys suck blood. Shicaca!</span></em></div></div><br /></div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-14995006869595334432009-06-28T23:46:00.000-07:002009-06-30T12:38:59.018-07:00Dodger Dogs and Dodger Dads<div align="center">For Father's Day, I took Dad to a Dodger game, and it might have been one of the best ones that we've seen in person. Ethier's 3 hr's provided plenty of fireworks, and Los Doyers won 8-2. Then we were invited onto the field to watch even more fireworks after the game. Here are some pics of our evening.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUnwrbHucEJapfJV4V3czPlFSpKmlN4sMz3Ic6w7cq_3K9cIkK5r1hRyA5bgzlcd1ekvs6zoxZub_HB-oc2YlmgvvRrM96Hv2VKLvBVMDd9kZreJPZlyIatBMNo368HSpxFEUHYC2Vcv2R/s1600-h/DodgerDad+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352640713933950594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUnwrbHucEJapfJV4V3czPlFSpKmlN4sMz3Ic6w7cq_3K9cIkK5r1hRyA5bgzlcd1ekvs6zoxZub_HB-oc2YlmgvvRrM96Hv2VKLvBVMDd9kZreJPZlyIatBMNo368HSpxFEUHYC2Vcv2R/s400/DodgerDad+019.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"></a></p><p align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">As the crowds got thicker in right field, I thought to myself that this might be my only opportunity to streak in Dodger stadium without getting caught.<br /></span></em><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQpBloMhp3b84EFPeIRgEUM4NjgRM5YoGBGLI3lB8xptnxtbOyCaVp80k4DBEZF99IMZnLbC6Ltds4xYvnqcYjdBU6qqNw1pZcTI-740FNr6AFl2TGKqWgtI4UbzKOspW76tOMDH4zXIy6/s1600-h/DodgerDad+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352644078700330082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQpBloMhp3b84EFPeIRgEUM4NjgRM5YoGBGLI3lB8xptnxtbOyCaVp80k4DBEZF99IMZnLbC6Ltds4xYvnqcYjdBU6qqNw1pZcTI-740FNr6AFl2TGKqWgtI4UbzKOspW76tOMDH4zXIy6/s400/DodgerDad+018.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">I Love LA was blaring through the speakers as we found our spot.<br /></p></span></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4xhZMDYvHtnFIatO72un-7YuWopi-O5mD365MHL-Uq4siVCK4q62E-5X5M174MZeYzirKJJ-YqkPf-5MfMcowN3jVFgD8yjCGaO4Is18PpKYLHO4T6cIRUbCG95PJZuUr2CEV5915gNQf/s1600-h/DodgerDad+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352640072900054514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4xhZMDYvHtnFIatO72un-7YuWopi-O5mD365MHL-Uq4siVCK4q62E-5X5M174MZeYzirKJJ-YqkPf-5MfMcowN3jVFgD8yjCGaO4Is18PpKYLHO4T6cIRUbCG95PJZuUr2CEV5915gNQf/s400/DodgerDad+017.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Dad is standing over the throng.<br /></span></em><br /></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8joqPuKUDKckfVw8hvEb8FneyMVDML4WbILcWqS6iR3-iC7HVP0yZ3gykKPr8_P5c3uwKlJfG9JEv5DbP5XJ5ykVOqtthwu-kAO3ucUZHgVHaORmJ7UUyyAl06t8LIH1JlXwrue_HJ2aO/s1600-h/DodgerDad+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352640070038294818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8joqPuKUDKckfVw8hvEb8FneyMVDML4WbILcWqS6iR3-iC7HVP0yZ3gykKPr8_P5c3uwKlJfG9JEv5DbP5XJ5ykVOqtthwu-kAO3ucUZHgVHaORmJ7UUyyAl06t8LIH1JlXwrue_HJ2aO/s400/DodgerDad+014.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">Being woefully deficient in caloric intake for the week, we decided to go to the all you can eat right field pavilion. We left carnage in our wake.<br /></span></em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUm2buHwt4jWCV9_GrM8x9zW44RoYYnyP1A4Sp1yTahbVBDEHuX85pEMEL6vmBZlDStelT2kJoDft1ZwRkDOyEsxF7_sS1DjzSlp8QAydCgC6SW2N0trwOySsoAcId_P7VEyZ7tuwdBH2r/s1600-h/DodgerDad+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352640058345127378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUm2buHwt4jWCV9_GrM8x9zW44RoYYnyP1A4Sp1yTahbVBDEHuX85pEMEL6vmBZlDStelT2kJoDft1ZwRkDOyEsxF7_sS1DjzSlp8QAydCgC6SW2N0trwOySsoAcId_P7VEyZ7tuwdBH2r/s400/DodgerDad+013.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgegnAOVDNFhGbvANWJWMg6dsJLfP5hbawzQTZQRh0KjbwrAZjWRydXDiPgQb80KxUX9vK6dvIfDHHgppWjV-yaFngdLLBBNUohmLhFPwRVA8_TETK8lwXf21VJAEiKHwwQrD7-_Bb85VvM/s1600-h/DodgerDad+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352640057967113394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgegnAOVDNFhGbvANWJWMg6dsJLfP5hbawzQTZQRh0KjbwrAZjWRydXDiPgQb80KxUX9vK6dvIfDHHgppWjV-yaFngdLLBBNUohmLhFPwRVA8_TETK8lwXf21VJAEiKHwwQrD7-_Bb85VvM/s400/DodgerDad+012.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">Kershaw pitched a great game with only 2 earned, and Pau Gasol threw out the first pitch. Dad approves<br /></span></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdgxKOnlBO9sZrg8y9_Llz31FEjdrDJ-A55YzCdAr6uooD-S3UnYANj75c-j_ar_WwOJaZPhpDE7oWBMdcdf-KBz_JQ2Rr0eu6Rt_NPwPamF874_O_fmLbm6cQnAocCFq0CVgvBLzbiHQ8/s1600-h/DodgerDad+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352640047923469698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdgxKOnlBO9sZrg8y9_Llz31FEjdrDJ-A55YzCdAr6uooD-S3UnYANj75c-j_ar_WwOJaZPhpDE7oWBMdcdf-KBz_JQ2Rr0eu6Rt_NPwPamF874_O_fmLbm6cQnAocCFq0CVgvBLzbiHQ8/s400/DodgerDad+011.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">The worried look over Dad's face could mean only one thing, I'd better make another Dodger Dog run<br /></span></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYFwEA2bqH8PNQdUHlumZprRWBRI-Qi1yp-OpBRRhl947BkKGYzPhR3yakxgZBW8atb1ksJi2qrE0rRQIeY8n8T7i8xdq_FzHhyphenhyphenl0Wd4XO5UrYvD22Qujtb6GHsIeFrALzun5aT_KVBqb5/s1600-h/DodgerDad+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352638651030181138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYFwEA2bqH8PNQdUHlumZprRWBRI-Qi1yp-OpBRRhl947BkKGYzPhR3yakxgZBW8atb1ksJi2qrE0rRQIeY8n8T7i8xdq_FzHhyphenhyphenl0Wd4XO5UrYvD22Qujtb6GHsIeFrALzun5aT_KVBqb5/s400/DodgerDad+010.jpg" border="0" /></a><em> We were pretty high up, with the diehard Mexican fans. Viva los doyers.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Ijqey2gu3joRfSZy7dsIfGtUIG7Go5CnRx_m1FJ_o7YvDdlDj5ogJKLB4NOX2w2oHKLEy9Foa4gv4_0_Dl5Pr2jeaVYeAfHeNSLd_fZ_v8BHQA35Rnq6JtVqNejS9SHpll1ifn07lOuv/s1600-h/DodgerDad+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352638649034932530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Ijqey2gu3joRfSZy7dsIfGtUIG7Go5CnRx_m1FJ_o7YvDdlDj5ogJKLB4NOX2w2oHKLEy9Foa4gv4_0_Dl5Pr2jeaVYeAfHeNSLd_fZ_v8BHQA35Rnq6JtVqNejS9SHpll1ifn07lOuv/s400/DodgerDad+009.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">Dad lookin like Geppetto.</span></em> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8VsAsrfR4lvlEZHbaXYi0uJUFewErw7CL3J7JbJIV8m2EKmA-q6JQl0-YGyALq-vQ-CkiAHPamCSb8AV9rHHv3juF5YdRvTm4JK84DxhYM9Zvivbeuv1-YGZoKKQWY5glHPPMSzYCp1hi/s1600-h/DodgerDad+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352638642299029138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8VsAsrfR4lvlEZHbaXYi0uJUFewErw7CL3J7JbJIV8m2EKmA-q6JQl0-YGyALq-vQ-CkiAHPamCSb8AV9rHHv3juF5YdRvTm4JK84DxhYM9Zvivbeuv1-YGZoKKQWY5glHPPMSzYCp1hi/s400/DodgerDad+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">They gotta to be startin something when the lights went out and they honored old Jacko by playing a timeline of his music.<br /></span></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjkU4gip3gwvfwfAtxUgEVnSvxQtRibtoDCzvbEsMyIL0njqLsWn0-KquZNZWlvDWgd7JAN3X3nRFphD4LOgNJztVSKUyOnFS2PsYKI0tnb3NM2F7FwHd7qw6oEwmhDytj9ul4Tu0N9STe/s1600-h/DodgerDad+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352638638732620386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjkU4gip3gwvfwfAtxUgEVnSvxQtRibtoDCzvbEsMyIL0njqLsWn0-KquZNZWlvDWgd7JAN3X3nRFphD4LOgNJztVSKUyOnFS2PsYKI0tnb3NM2F7FwHd7qw6oEwmhDytj9ul4Tu0N9STe/s400/DodgerDad+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGk-Vxh3Y66ECTR8uo1AwPAutT9BuzyKHtoDWdcDjeu5EZoL2SZj5BgF53CMjhJ_XahZqm3VxOcrSSCBB-23UbFsTOrHJ-enFarQQ13O9cSDuXCqMSe5WaiGMz50OeOZH8Ui7bvCUXMiJi/s1600-h/DodgerDad+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352638634346883906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGk-Vxh3Y66ECTR8uo1AwPAutT9BuzyKHtoDWdcDjeu5EZoL2SZj5BgF53CMjhJ_XahZqm3VxOcrSSCBB-23UbFsTOrHJ-enFarQQ13O9cSDuXCqMSe5WaiGMz50OeOZH8Ui7bvCUXMiJi/s400/DodgerDad+004.jpg" border="0" /></a>A great game, great performance, great weather, great (and by great I mainly mean quantity) food, and great parking to where we left without waiting, it was a pretty nice evening.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-29831474356871809742009-06-23T08:34:00.000-07:002009-06-23T08:39:10.668-07:00Disco Inferno<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirfZKRor_5RpZtBrusX0pgm6j5aDn9Uw6G_GSaFhgl8BDS18PW_hNGWQZLUEj2jYx4vK1VzbvNwFnlzfXOmsuxmFH5VIyDGpMk1EC4b7DmvLUEBTI0Ju-F5q1uS_0sGu0RFpJMnJaLew0_/s1600-h/tim's+ring+of+fire.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350547576187807570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirfZKRor_5RpZtBrusX0pgm6j5aDn9Uw6G_GSaFhgl8BDS18PW_hNGWQZLUEj2jYx4vK1VzbvNwFnlzfXOmsuxmFH5VIyDGpMk1EC4b7DmvLUEBTI0Ju-F5q1uS_0sGu0RFpJMnJaLew0_/s400/tim's+ring+of+fire.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:78%;">Luckily for me, I don't have that much hair to singe, unlike some others that night.</span><br /></em></div><div align="center">Hey y'all.<br />I got to play with fire the other day. Gushman has a fire baton, and we got into Polynesian daredevil mode. This picture was taken with a long exposure setting, and I liked it.</div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-37448948539073106782009-06-16T21:54:00.000-07:002009-06-16T21:55:38.784-07:00Lakers Bring Home The Title!Pure gold.<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ri65Spg0Ts&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ri65Spg0Ts&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-5761789420806144552009-06-05T09:35:00.000-07:002009-06-05T09:38:52.776-07:00Bite Face<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO4XSKFLE9X_vpDO3mReUikylr8_a77Uo4PzTIsiuZ2ZjT5mBjeEPa1bCCFJ1tiQobWxouWhz1a6w1Tm4yTnv_V-NP747gF36Rj3Se54VAJ7pCIJH97Zb3Mgj8TXzSf9QmFooCDPKtpo50/s1600-h/biteface.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343883795071151634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO4XSKFLE9X_vpDO3mReUikylr8_a77Uo4PzTIsiuZ2ZjT5mBjeEPa1bCCFJ1tiQobWxouWhz1a6w1Tm4yTnv_V-NP747gF36Rj3Se54VAJ7pCIJH97Zb3Mgj8TXzSf9QmFooCDPKtpo50/s400/biteface.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />When I went to the wallaces on Sundays, their dog Lucky (aka Muffy, Skippy) would give me bite faces because she was ornery. Kobe gave the Magic his own bite face. Go Lakes! </div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-12568162637956397612009-05-27T13:20:00.000-07:002009-05-27T13:21:48.130-07:00I like this video.check it.<br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KmcPeuf5aXo&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KmcPeuf5aXo&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-57699894560573266682009-05-08T01:55:00.001-07:002009-05-08T02:12:11.249-07:00Dom Deluise<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjah7OqWcEX0FVIoJNYoNESqzpgcrUfg0EbbXuhBkfeTk_1WabVWeYOkplYQCuW23ys3jtpflmDnxrF6hgMe-okojdlTNfOLFRY1hR5rOV_4nGtlK4fOr8mnUFieYZ2i9BN_ig5auEvhnM1/s1600-h/dom2.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333374938018007842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjah7OqWcEX0FVIoJNYoNESqzpgcrUfg0EbbXuhBkfeTk_1WabVWeYOkplYQCuW23ys3jtpflmDnxrF6hgMe-okojdlTNfOLFRY1hR5rOV_4nGtlK4fOr8mnUFieYZ2i9BN_ig5auEvhnM1/s400/dom2.gif" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">"<em>It may be some kinda bug, or some kinda slug, or a portuguese manowar"</em></span><br /><br />Dom Deluise passed away recently, and I always thought he was really funny. I remember first seeing him on Dick Clark and Ed McMahon's <em>TV Bloopers and Practical Jokes </em>when I was little. I don't remember what he did, but I do remember him running around with all the manic energy that Chris Farley used to portray him on SNL.<br /><br />You could tell he was very talented. If you haven't seen the end of Blazing Saddles, where he is directing the chintzy and flaunting 'showmen', you need to do it now. I'd post it, but I don't know if it's technically possible. It might be too gay to function.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaZciQpkBiLg36MMeXKE6lVxmu5NWhs5FE0YXwY_HvKBT2uaNIliWS0UCZeYM8O6z0xb1fhykeTHm1ymw4AABfLIQw5W44CCy9O4xutmYdZi7EevBhYTyPGYRooR2mXkTx9X8uv5r6Bho4/s1600-h/dom.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333374439981889170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaZciQpkBiLg36MMeXKE6lVxmu5NWhs5FE0YXwY_HvKBT2uaNIliWS0UCZeYM8O6z0xb1fhykeTHm1ymw4AABfLIQw5W44CCy9O4xutmYdZi7EevBhYTyPGYRooR2mXkTx9X8uv5r6Bho4/s400/dom.gif" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">"Come on boys, let's..."</span></em><br /><br />Finally check out this clip from Carson. Funny stuff. They don't make entertainers like him anymore.<br /><br /><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gRduPZvIm08&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><br /><br /><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gRduPZvIm08&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Here's the real deal, followed by the spoof. I'm sure Dom woulda spoofed himself like that if they asked him too.</span></em><br /><br /><br /><object height="296" width="512"><param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/49MJhSVBAQFS0egst4Ocdw"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><br /><br /><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/49MJhSVBAQFS0egst4Ocdw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="512" height="296"></embed></object></div><br /></div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-48062732826303655112009-04-28T09:55:00.001-07:002009-04-28T10:11:40.520-07:00The Lake Show<span style="color:#993399;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgruzr9aRSCnPU1e23WfB-817rguyCh97Y4mLqsP9S7r43FHHYh0Azvv9RitWJ1HX7ckoj8wc2inrVeYyr7TyHlZD5g2oAlC458Gde5Q8BTcFW0UmBu5A2xgLPv4SpOFZd-4vp9EXUe4x37/s1600-h/lakers.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329789841696779154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgruzr9aRSCnPU1e23WfB-817rguyCh97Y4mLqsP9S7r43FHHYh0Azvv9RitWJ1HX7ckoj8wc2inrVeYyr7TyHlZD5g2oAlC458Gde5Q8BTcFW0UmBu5A2xgLPv4SpOFZd-4vp9EXUe4x37/s400/lakers.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Go Lakes! After doing the traditional thing of watching NBA playoff games in the eatery at Yosemite, I'm getting excited for this team, but at the same time I'm worried that I'll jinx them if I say too much. But let me say that they looked pretty good beating what I think is a pretty good jazz team. With Kobe, Odom, and Pau (I loved how Pepa told the missionaries that he looked like Jesus) playing so well, they are going to be tough to beat.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAT9Rd0Hx4Rw4raUSI7OvliNJZwAFCRfyDLEgQRiaQFFOlk4erl9Oi7S4l0hWmRrnk6fKCLlJJlg-c3kGydOZpQVT1XXIIJBc_VDvtIzuvVsvJxC65fQlF2HzNRAc5L3VCnLrhiTyCVBS/s1600-h/leo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329789836496458562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAT9Rd0Hx4Rw4raUSI7OvliNJZwAFCRfyDLEgQRiaQFFOlk4erl9Oi7S4l0hWmRrnk6fKCLlJJlg-c3kGydOZpQVT1XXIIJBc_VDvtIzuvVsvJxC65fQlF2HzNRAc5L3VCnLrhiTyCVBS/s400/leo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Also, Leo, what's up with wearing a Georgia hat at last nights game? Maybe his movie shoulda been called, "The Man in the Stupid Hat." Somebody get this guy a Laker jersey.</span></em><br /><br /></div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-88853358030898901032009-04-02T09:28:00.000-07:002009-04-02T09:34:29.154-07:00Max: In Memoriam (1989-2009)<em><span style="font-size:85%;">Andrew wrote this epitaph for Max, and it's a loving tribute. For that reason, I've included it here.</span></em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhbyl_s7zGDDQYE2WWO0k6CfUXfWsk-fQQrlRK-PGWnzNVOb2n8rQsP4clTcXeKhnshB_eYSVVmFFuMmkfOYY_7hufcsfGwLe4mKe-Ztomr-x9ZGxmYXjnQXePcZ7TxE-sg0HSzgfKjC55/s1600-h/Max"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320132177030291154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhbyl_s7zGDDQYE2WWO0k6CfUXfWsk-fQQrlRK-PGWnzNVOb2n8rQsP4clTcXeKhnshB_eYSVVmFFuMmkfOYY_7hufcsfGwLe4mKe-Ztomr-x9ZGxmYXjnQXePcZ7TxE-sg0HSzgfKjC55/s400/Max" border="0" /></a>Bought in a cake decorating store, you first came into our lives when I was in fifth grade. You were so small, you fit inside Mom's coat pocket. You were so small, in fact, we had to tie a small bell to your collar so we could know where you were.<br /><br />You fit into the family immediately, even if you would run away from us in the front yard. You were loud, and funny, and sweet. You were good with everyone who came into our lives, both young and old (well, maybe with the exception of Myron and Soto, that is).<br /><br />You grew with us and went from a tiny, all black puppy to a greying, distinguished Elms family member. You were there for all of the ups and downs. You had a preternatural sense of how to comfort us, snuggling up to us when we were sad or knowing to curl up at our feet to watch over us when we were ill. Thank you so much for that.<br /><br />You saw us go from children until some of us had children of our own. We're so happy that Ellie got to know you. She loved you so much that it was no coincidence that her first word was "doggy". We're thankful that it was her four-legged pursuit of you in Bakersfield that was the impetus that taught Ellie to finally crawl. And we will always remember how she would light up when she saw you appear over Skype.<br /><br />We love you and will miss you immensely. You were part of the family--a true Elms brother. I'm sorry it's taken me this long to post this for you. It's been a hard time to get past all the raw emotion and find the right words. Here's to 20 great years!<br /><br />We love you, Max.timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-40466342331291494722009-03-27T15:37:00.001-07:002009-03-27T15:39:24.626-07:00The Guys<div align="center">I've been finding and compiling pictures of Max for my family, and I've run across some pictures of those who have frequented my blog. I wanna share these with you guys.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh18YwJRzdSRKwGUbD2UCiTxn_6IsatkFs4OuhRJk_3LDnrhP9qcFuqKSEt-DrfqQlWKa7SuH4yA6XYRrdilgh25T9zI1mNlqiDXwbKqRFtU_3bDN_rWCduQqfAqoq6SXzumE8V9cYdZrTS/s1600-h/Smiths.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318000623282894226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh18YwJRzdSRKwGUbD2UCiTxn_6IsatkFs4OuhRJk_3LDnrhP9qcFuqKSEt-DrfqQlWKa7SuH4yA6XYRrdilgh25T9zI1mNlqiDXwbKqRFtU_3bDN_rWCduQqfAqoq6SXzumE8V9cYdZrTS/s400/Smiths.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYADKzCvAWLwCmmTtney4chLtI4GTtQHlwKW3GP4aPWnZrSLk3KixFUTQcvDg_w6s8W54bi3C3LNhAt8CltK1_GRCG3oebefCKF4tDAyokl8EW6T2q2n92UALu2Yyyqxw9i0zJDxxW1hm/s1600-h/Lacs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318000624654955058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYADKzCvAWLwCmmTtney4chLtI4GTtQHlwKW3GP4aPWnZrSLk3KixFUTQcvDg_w6s8W54bi3C3LNhAt8CltK1_GRCG3oebefCKF4tDAyokl8EW6T2q2n92UALu2Yyyqxw9i0zJDxxW1hm/s400/Lacs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4s1jesz8uzF1LZHg3H25vIswv2gjqO5Y5Zs5YhAUUIEZjsM64ak7BiKcvEmZNeQTsKju0AIfzI1GF9OqdgqUygx9kJ12k5v9z8sAoHJaU_xHjAT57mIH0PWqCRwexRmVw1E1kF4Mxi4fn/s1600-h/Brosephs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318000621839562690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4s1jesz8uzF1LZHg3H25vIswv2gjqO5Y5Zs5YhAUUIEZjsM64ak7BiKcvEmZNeQTsKju0AIfzI1GF9OqdgqUygx9kJ12k5v9z8sAoHJaU_xHjAT57mIH0PWqCRwexRmVw1E1kF4Mxi4fn/s400/Brosephs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-5291394360019978822009-03-27T15:34:00.000-07:002009-03-27T15:37:29.266-07:00La Familia Campbell<div align="center">I've been finding and compiling pictures of Max for my family, and I've run across some pictures of those who have frequented my blog. I wanna share these with you guys.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDAoQNg-CSQcjmTj5qV8YT7KUy6YjUTrB5kws_H0AUZdjezUb3e4IVFkhkPOR88UsMnAjBTExGimdfalsm_35m0CKFSmWZNGucYCMrsS5s-AKDNnbwiHOY7AMjzPAUl5Aw0QanL6ZT8G7i/s1600-h/Campbell3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318000000254640194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDAoQNg-CSQcjmTj5qV8YT7KUy6YjUTrB5kws_H0AUZdjezUb3e4IVFkhkPOR88UsMnAjBTExGimdfalsm_35m0CKFSmWZNGucYCMrsS5s-AKDNnbwiHOY7AMjzPAUl5Aw0QanL6ZT8G7i/s400/Campbell3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYv5WPD_epshSNSvucaWt1qLLZYCezsjeBPUlu-tC7Yg0I_GOovRTOZOadj-tyKPxt9fOiFAE2h3LK3Q9Uq_m9SQrep5vKuozg6K88alF68R0eDjFFHQrQksGNH4ZHHBjql7igG4phKPbV/s1600-h/Campbell2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318000002968252578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYv5WPD_epshSNSvucaWt1qLLZYCezsjeBPUlu-tC7Yg0I_GOovRTOZOadj-tyKPxt9fOiFAE2h3LK3Q9Uq_m9SQrep5vKuozg6K88alF68R0eDjFFHQrQksGNH4ZHHBjql7igG4phKPbV/s400/Campbell2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjck19Z9Hm7nKFxVXwCK0NlJdGnHf0iQFjamZEAqn_j4gLBqN58349Tgcg5CxVH8LMrWKYzSg-2ZfU8MS4AvCDOu495iaN0YEp6nK438sAelisdrnywfHoUZncbGtw0C2bkHxAkiHy981Qg/s1600-h/Campbell.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317999992204582226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjck19Z9Hm7nKFxVXwCK0NlJdGnHf0iQFjamZEAqn_j4gLBqN58349Tgcg5CxVH8LMrWKYzSg-2ZfU8MS4AvCDOu495iaN0YEp6nK438sAelisdrnywfHoUZncbGtw0C2bkHxAkiHy981Qg/s400/Campbell.jpg" border="0" /></a>Different world over there, huh.<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-16620676316293695462009-03-27T15:33:00.000-07:002009-03-27T15:34:42.672-07:00Kath Rapps<div align="center">I've been finding and compiling pictures of Max for my family, and I've run across some pictures of those who have frequented my blog. I wanna share these with you guys.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQh2Xusxp87gCutgfeAPAMJbgK8RxZXAC20aP_BFPnoIMO9SRf1o275eS2KoFnwMW24d0Xm4U4hO2XQm6zTDqkaMK2FY4qt17eOgh10pCAWV5yJREQMEIWsE1EJyAuaoy1RAOEZJsJXN8D/s1600-h/Raps.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317999478428819378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQh2Xusxp87gCutgfeAPAMJbgK8RxZXAC20aP_BFPnoIMO9SRf1o275eS2KoFnwMW24d0Xm4U4hO2XQm6zTDqkaMK2FY4qt17eOgh10pCAWV5yJREQMEIWsE1EJyAuaoy1RAOEZJsJXN8D/s400/Raps.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>This was at my baptism.<br /></p>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-24744793400204544162009-03-27T15:28:00.000-07:002009-03-27T15:33:05.583-07:00Tyler Nichols<div align="center">I've been finding and compiling pictures of Max for my family, and I've run across some pictures of those who have frequented my blog. I wanna share these with you guys.</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86jJAyjeFVKiywTFAI5zUZqsvVnQftolfIKibfyNTGbFR7ijee715mBOMt5ofL1mR_VLvvzlu_UTSgMfSEPqG7gNzIx54D8kZ7kGpk8Q9Y4utGpKvbBCSoce8v18GqqdFNY1dh-PZub2r/s1600-h/Nichols.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317999030206095266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86jJAyjeFVKiywTFAI5zUZqsvVnQftolfIKibfyNTGbFR7ijee715mBOMt5ofL1mR_VLvvzlu_UTSgMfSEPqG7gNzIx54D8kZ7kGpk8Q9Y4utGpKvbBCSoce8v18GqqdFNY1dh-PZub2r/s400/Nichols.jpg" border="0" /></a>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-90480070223475411442009-03-24T18:03:00.000-07:002009-03-24T18:26:23.621-07:00To Max<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">The Best Dog in the World.<br />I love you, sweetie<br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvH7IGg1cUGeQmryl9Np_tqqhqVCEZbX_YdVTT0RhT5eVD4PRayd3KN1aN1NvWQEA_PAbyw8QDxHoFk1DpeVrluRcaiVX9HY87-aJtsUmsvyAr2UdtKWA1U1oh-SQ1MkRVXvzjWJbrK4WG/s1600-h/118_1886.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316930176273712322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvH7IGg1cUGeQmryl9Np_tqqhqVCEZbX_YdVTT0RhT5eVD4PRayd3KN1aN1NvWQEA_PAbyw8QDxHoFk1DpeVrluRcaiVX9HY87-aJtsUmsvyAr2UdtKWA1U1oh-SQ1MkRVXvzjWJbrK4WG/s400/118_1886.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;">1989-2009</span></em></strong><br /></p>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-19149851424917544102009-03-22T12:29:00.001-07:002009-03-24T18:29:08.033-07:00Gael Garcia Bernal<div align="center"><span style="font-size:+0;"></span>When I was sleepwalking last night, I must have accidentally posted some of my early acting stuff. In response, Derek Smith says Andrew looks like this guy </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">This is the dirtiest picture in the world. It's coming off the blog soon, cuz I don't want to look at it everytime i open it up. </div><div align="center"><em>update: it's off</em></div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-68405890114679174722009-03-22T09:15:00.000-07:002009-03-22T09:18:26.184-07:00The Elms in the MoviesThe other day I mistakenly said that Andrew looks the eldest incarnation of Samir in <span style="font-style: italic;">Slumdog Millionaire.</span> Whereas that statement is baseless and false, I did, however, want to share with you all my cinematic debut from <span style="font-style: italic;">Hot Rod</span>:<br /><br /><object width="500" height="405"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z8ScQoSuEYo&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z8ScQoSuEYo&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"></embed></object>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-31152241285760254812009-03-21T19:25:00.000-07:002009-03-22T15:22:57.590-07:00Jai Ho!!!<div align="center">I recently saw the Oscar 'best picture' winner, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Slumdog</span> Millionaire. I liked it.<br /><br />For those who <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">haven't</span> seen it the main plot is about an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">orphan</span> from the slums of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Mumbai</span> who gets a shot at the Indian "Who Wants To Be a Millionaire?" (Even though the top prize of 20,000,000 rupees is the equivalent of around $410,000) He is able to apply his knowledge gained from experiences in his harsh life.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYWVS2yOT1VOsSrN00BtRRLw3zOa8TlEVfaanPjAndHYOLWbsHupTOPaBWJU3QAR8GPthIB-VsnKu6hqpnieOLS2_TSMupH35YBNMpqH-j0C-PNKlJ231BLkc_M6pLaUuKmMiqXjtskHL8/s1600-h/regis.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315864554182312626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYWVS2yOT1VOsSrN00BtRRLw3zOa8TlEVfaanPjAndHYOLWbsHupTOPaBWJU3QAR8GPthIB-VsnKu6hqpnieOLS2_TSMupH35YBNMpqH-j0C-PNKlJ231BLkc_M6pLaUuKmMiqXjtskHL8/s320/regis.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><strong><em><span style="font-size:78%;">The movie's kinda like this, but in India. Remember those long pauses and cliffhangers? Who Wants to be a Millionaire was the catalyst that led to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Tivo</span>.</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br />Remember on Oscar night when <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Slumdog</span> won? It seemed like a thousand little Indian kids were running around like it was a Billy Madison graduation party. I like that the director Danny Boyle and crew were able to fly as many of the cast out as they could. They definitely took it all in. The reason I bring that up is that the movie really gives you a sense that it cares about the actors and the characters they portray. As a result the young actors, especially the children, shine. And since the actors are all unknowns, it reinforces the movie's theme of fate allowing one to overcome difficult odds.<br /><br />Also, Andrew looks like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Samir</span>, the older brother. </p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWvetXzP0U82Dqrdw40z7upGz7mchUvmoQtMpQiR2gd2I90W3ZH8Ubn24So2g8NBTt9FcwrLKKV6S_6TlQBH7pRrDpThdoFzARq5yK6AACa-JeN_oxergdSidzi9aEJlVgd06HLuk83eBQ/s1600-h/Mittal.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315841763335239938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWvetXzP0U82Dqrdw40z7upGz7mchUvmoQtMpQiR2gd2I90W3ZH8Ubn24So2g8NBTt9FcwrLKKV6S_6TlQBH7pRrDpThdoFzARq5yK6AACa-JeN_oxergdSidzi9aEJlVgd06HLuk83eBQ/s200/Mittal.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIKVEj7zkAy3w2Ep__J4VlrZAIdilXyO6TpZpXPXmIQNOyQ_d5LgzNPsmmRdC-KhWtt22KkBxoPGM82WT-84KCRVQyXwCTwXtuAehKt5QTlsOVvkVwlXqST8yXmdICLl6CW9H4CWyR5GKX/s1600-h/goomba1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315841763300555794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIKVEj7zkAy3w2Ep__J4VlrZAIdilXyO6TpZpXPXmIQNOyQ_d5LgzNPsmmRdC-KhWtt22KkBxoPGM82WT-84KCRVQyXwCTwXtuAehKt5QTlsOVvkVwlXqST8yXmdICLl6CW9H4CWyR5GKX/s200/goomba1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="font-size:78%;">Did I say Andrew? He looks more like a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">goomba</span>. Does that mean Drew looks like a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">goomba</span>?</span></em></strong></div><br /><p>The cinematography was great. Most of the movie took place in the sprawling slums of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Mumbai</span>. It shows third world poverty and overpopulation at its worst. Those visuals are so striking, all those people gotta be cg, right? It's unbelievable that people live in those conditions. Then they were able to create great chase sequences through this bustle. The setting also changes as time passes, although they do not do this as well as the astonishing <em>City of God.</em> </p><p>Speaking of which, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Slumdog</span> shares a lot thematically with City of God. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Slumdog</span> is set in the slums of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Mumbai</span>, City is set in the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">favelas</span> of Rio. Both focus on the effects of poverty, violence, gangs, overpopulation, the values and flaws, the accomplishments and losses, and the humanity of those who live there. In <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">slumdog</span>, the main character Jamal maintains his purity and innocence. Fate then allows him to instantaneously leave his difficult circumstances behind, and get the girl. (Who grows up to be gorgeous. I wonder if he would still fall head over heels if she turned out to look like Juliet Lewis.) But how many people can fate allow to be on a game show?</p><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbt0eiQlNYGcV6RwbeILQQgWHANnilATiXE9Vw414j_LwCbWUvvvN8RsVVEYIykyjmvMrNjcT-RsXUj2bg-JuDVArCTNFWU4X2voxDOpmulw1lpz2bP0cXzZY1PDBG0au2wfKc-q4XZi6B/s1600-h/juliette+lewis1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315864547288945794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbt0eiQlNYGcV6RwbeILQQgWHANnilATiXE9Vw414j_LwCbWUvvvN8RsVVEYIykyjmvMrNjcT-RsXUj2bg-JuDVArCTNFWU4X2voxDOpmulw1lpz2bP0cXzZY1PDBG0au2wfKc-q4XZi6B/s320/juliette+lewis1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="font-size:78%;">She gets easily mistaken for Patrick <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Swayze</span></span></em></strong><br /><br /><p>In City of God, all the characters struggled with their circumstances. There was no convenient escape. The characters in that movie had to choose to confront their society, or else be devoured by it. Rocket, the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">protag</span> in City of God, was the closest to leaving the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">favela</span> when he got a job as a photographer at a newspaper. But his assignment was to return to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">favela</span> to document what was taking place. In a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">memorable</span> scene, he was stranded as a bystander in the middle of a gunfight.<br /></p><p>City of God is a better movie, but <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">Slumdog</span> got the Oscar. It was the one I would have voted for out of those selected. It is more accessible than City of God, I guess. There were some dark and tense moments, but everything falls the way that we would want them to. I think it would be interesting to know what Jamal would do with his money, but unfortunately, the movie doesn't go there. If anything, he should spring for some dance lessons.<br /></p><p>Which leads me to my turd in the punchbowl moment. Was the dance at the end of the movie necessary? It was out of place. It didn't fit the tone of the movie at all. I'm sure it was a nod to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">bollywood</span> style movies, and maybe it was fun for those involved. But its still out of place. It would be akin to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Benicio</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">del</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Toro</span> doing a Mexican hat dance at the end of Traffic. I knew some girls who would love to throw <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">Bollywood</span> parties, because they couldn't get enough of the kitsch and melodrama. I always thought that stuff was annoying.<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mGN2L-56xbE&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><br /><br /><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mGN2L-56xbE&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /></p><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:78%;">This is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">Bollywood's</span> Citizen Cane. I like it better than the American Superman and Spider Man movies,though.</span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="left">So there we go. I was going to give it an A-, but I have to note that it had one of the worst soundtracks. I've ever heard. </div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVO4jqEeUEMXgAum7L1qHw7w4lfGrkdb7ZZdP9bbR6YuCxWxt_DZq2z8UgmqdmyRW3yoac4NCBhv8MyiVFKskoGD5pmVUJQ7niz-56CTh5t0N7ko3pzvnm7Q2RCZqLTgSxvwoKHFiVRExc/s1600-h/sick.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315864538312503730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVO4jqEeUEMXgAum7L1qHw7w4lfGrkdb7ZZdP9bbR6YuCxWxt_DZq2z8UgmqdmyRW3yoac4NCBhv8MyiVFKskoGD5pmVUJQ7niz-56CTh5t0N7ko3pzvnm7Q2RCZqLTgSxvwoKHFiVRExc/s320/sick.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="font-size:78%;">Shudder. It's MIA. She has all the appeal of a kick to the min. Why is she still around?</span></em></strong><br /><br /><div align="left">That knocks it down to a B. But still recommended. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">Jai</span> ho!!</div></div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-41424992839079954782009-03-18T02:27:00.000-07:002009-03-18T02:33:24.474-07:00Bill Hader does Keith MorrisonThis kills me.<br /><object height="296" width="512"><param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/P0xvYt20u91HtuA5ojvz0w"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><br /><embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/P0xvYt20u91HtuA5ojvz0w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="512" height="296"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgik40-3HZOMUywn3Ytyqw1erDUdmHmSNwtTP48WLqJkwHxzFTVDgPz57XL8YvaNFp3xOzt2sxx67LqUi9xEJVnMG2RZJJw3PIjFUrUlgxrzQxz_IhTiAgFdoHixB0kI58gn1dviJcmVpOB/s1600-h/km.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314458154289607986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgik40-3HZOMUywn3Ytyqw1erDUdmHmSNwtTP48WLqJkwHxzFTVDgPz57XL8YvaNFp3xOzt2sxx67LqUi9xEJVnMG2RZJJw3PIjFUrUlgxrzQxz_IhTiAgFdoHixB0kI58gn1dviJcmVpOB/s320/km.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a> <strong><em><span style="font-size:78%;">"You mean kills you with kindess? Hmmm."</span></em></strong></p>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-72446440027188389312009-01-31T16:59:00.000-08:002009-01-31T17:00:34.244-08:00Not Everything Goes To Plan<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hz65AOjabtM&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hz65AOjabtM&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-19035293842204979082009-01-23T01:30:00.000-08:002009-01-23T01:32:43.174-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdnBgOe0Ee9OgtJvPVvTJevqdBLnUahrKZihOEEKVj5j4fzWzwd4nx0zsB_viYD5Zm0E5K2fyuSCo6SK1wdDlbhKYfxqxnf8XyFrjvEpFFjpgvo6BZEcchDekkv5400H2o1aI-dh8UhJlD/s1600-h/moon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294419490497028306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdnBgOe0Ee9OgtJvPVvTJevqdBLnUahrKZihOEEKVj5j4fzWzwd4nx0zsB_viYD5Zm0E5K2fyuSCo6SK1wdDlbhKYfxqxnf8XyFrjvEpFFjpgvo6BZEcchDekkv5400H2o1aI-dh8UhJlD/s400/moon.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-51482043023516865592009-01-11T20:01:00.000-08:002009-01-11T20:37:41.563-08:00Kevin Garnett: "I got class coming out my ace."And here I thought that Garnett was just a petty thug. He beats his chest after a win over the Raptors, blocks any incoming shot after the whistle, and throws his spindly elbows all game. Even the rookie DJ Augustin has had enough of their Bubish stuff. "They come in and intimidate you and try to punk you,” Augustin said. "But if you don't back down from them, they kind of fold.”<br /><br />But maybe we got them him wrong. Maybe his is really a team of extraordinary gentlemen. Let him put it this way:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKfGS60tH0RLlnD8n_CR1XxsVNYb2Dh4xTRVqfcGwnekxzLBqiEs43SvfCHpkP7DBselhfmTUd3EQ30hWEsFEpelqkabzLWGOqq7lqt8im3z76-vcWTtsEoGJSK-YEOAWOFnoIUK4TPKLf/s1600-h/gaygarnett.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290258934310227074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKfGS60tH0RLlnD8n_CR1XxsVNYb2Dh4xTRVqfcGwnekxzLBqiEs43SvfCHpkP7DBselhfmTUd3EQ30hWEsFEpelqkabzLWGOqq7lqt8im3z76-vcWTtsEoGJSK-YEOAWOFnoIUK4TPKLf/s320/gaygarnett.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />“You’re not going to get any of that on this team,” Garnett said. “It’s a team of <strong>gentlemen</strong>, a team of <strong>class</strong> and a team of individuals that <strong>respect</strong> each other. You’re not going to get any of that. . . . <strong>We win as a (expletive) team; we lose as a (expletive) team</strong>.”<br /><br />Well put sir, well put. We all tip our top hats to you.timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1582190987633656541.post-66734221793478247302008-11-13T09:54:00.000-08:002008-11-13T12:58:44.030-08:00I've been tagged<div align="left">8 favorite tv shows<br />1. The Simpsons (when it was good)<br />2. Pardon the Interruption<br />3. The Soup<br />4. Ren and Stimpy/Salute Your Shorts<br />5. Jeopardy<br />6 It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia<br />7.Lakers/Dodgers/BYU/USC/Any NFL game<br />8.Tie-Seinfeld/Curb you Enthusiasm/Bear Grylls/24(when it was good)<br /><br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglpjP9zIxu5l1Y40q5P9RQ0MdmpMRJMeQPFTv4QhpcK5uFgs5Ianz3b89M3Tpkh3xl_2RJfJRTmPLg6eD7TlkGmx8T814Dm-DR2Ht7ZS99sKfQFYEM2eV6mWbfItBbf_MOEckmQniB3M7g/s1600-h/RenHoek.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268215018925035762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglpjP9zIxu5l1Y40q5P9RQ0MdmpMRJMeQPFTv4QhpcK5uFgs5Ianz3b89M3Tpkh3xl_2RJfJRTmPLg6eD7TlkGmx8T814Dm-DR2Ht7ZS99sKfQFYEM2eV6mWbfItBbf_MOEckmQniB3M7g/s320/RenHoek.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><em><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong>The gross close ups were the best<br /></p></strong></span></em><p align="left">8 favorite restaurants<br />1.La Calonia<br />2.In For Out<br />3.Red Robin<br />4.Beto's<br />5.Claim Jumper<br />6.Lam's Chinese<br />7.Shrump at Red Lob<br />8.Cheap Chinese(Bakersfield)<br /><br /><br /></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxKRzSzZop7h89QG4cS9BpIRDzmqW7HHRyeqkQ8y048xkLkSZA6DBvX-KzMV90f224Qmi7OTMxjdQwkTeAIuxchc-5nUJtjlrfAcBxpDWMahea3DqkDr0YRuFdZwP6wNW23PABpLuZqDj3/s1600-h/Betos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268215012554563362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxKRzSzZop7h89QG4cS9BpIRDzmqW7HHRyeqkQ8y048xkLkSZA6DBvX-KzMV90f224Qmi7OTMxjdQwkTeAIuxchc-5nUJtjlrfAcBxpDWMahea3DqkDr0YRuFdZwP6wNW23PABpLuZqDj3/s320/Betos.jpg" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong>This only adds to the charm. Best Mexican Food in Utah. Plus, the fish you catch in the stream by the car dealership off of university parkway? Beto's will buy that ish.</strong></span></em></div><div align="left"><br /><br /></div><div align="left">8 things that happened yesterday</div><div align="left">1.Taught math </div><div align="left">2.Applied for an actuarial position in Utah</div><div align="left">3.Got a TB test</div><div align="left">4.Got fingerprinted</div><div align="left">5.Fell asleep in Mux's bed</div><div align="left">6.Held an Elder's Quorum meeting. Gotta plan the Christmas Party (how did we get it?)</div><div align="left">7.Went to the institute</div><div align="left">8.Played volleyball with the knuckleheads</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxmWQjAH1dQrudO_YPc2SKRUScUR0012xXiYDS9NwIiIiK0jun3B3wszm2kS5eWsO267mFU6Gxyx3qySeggzWKcl_pzNGS-L-yA4nzJ8mcDkzaifAQ04uDKOENH2IT4eCspTfZEJOtP7kg/s1600-h/SarahSilv.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268215013187867026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxmWQjAH1dQrudO_YPc2SKRUScUR0012xXiYDS9NwIiIiK0jun3B3wszm2kS5eWsO267mFU6Gxyx3qySeggzWKcl_pzNGS-L-yA4nzJ8mcDkzaifAQ04uDKOENH2IT4eCspTfZEJOtP7kg/s320/SarahSilv.jpg" border="0" /></a><em><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">A dog and his b#%&*. Mux looks exactly like Sarah Silverman's dog, 'duck.'<br /></span></strong></em></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">8 Things I look forward too</div><div align="left">1.Thanksgiving</div><div align="left">2.Next Lakers game (gotta watch it with Pepa)</div><div align="left">3.The Dodgers signing Manny Ramirez</div><div align="left">4.Next Challa Elms Memorial Classic football game. I'm gonna kill some children.</div><div align="left">5.To watch Burn After Reading in the dollar theater</div><div align="left">6.Kinda looking forward to watch new Bond movie. I liked Casino Royale.</div><div align="left">7.My Birthday</div><div align="left">8.Results for Financial Mathematics Actuarial Exam. (More like nervously waiting for 8 weeks.)</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP7r4OFF_7tQk_Jcx7SQLdlaQdrhZHlkQY-jhZqU8CZU62gQE4OQsPapaXIEqr7VCJBh9LFmZRkwqrriQh5ZWu-fsX7vl0IKJ1BKZBMD5uXswjr2iOFNdJ-6cQLMRtzqgtBGeNKI_02Nrp/s1600-h/BradPitt.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268215008563921026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP7r4OFF_7tQk_Jcx7SQLdlaQdrhZHlkQY-jhZqU8CZU62gQE4OQsPapaXIEqr7VCJBh9LFmZRkwqrriQh5ZWu-fsX7vl0IKJ1BKZBMD5uXswjr2iOFNdJ-6cQLMRtzqgtBGeNKI_02Nrp/s320/BradPitt.bmp" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong><em>"You adopted another one?" </em></strong></span></div><div align="left"><br /><br /></div><div align="left">8 things I love about Fall/Winter</div><div align="left">1.I aint in Utah for the winter/The wonderful temperature in California</div><div align="left">2.Colors changing</div><div align="left">3.Football</div><div align="left">4.Birthday/Christmas season</div><div align="left">5.Blankey weather</div><div align="left">6.Mux stops the itching</div><div align="left">7.Growing out the hair</div><div align="left">8.Cookies</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">8 things you might not know about me</div><div align="left">1.I play the piano/tuba/trombone/euphonium/little bit o'guitar.</div><div align="left">2.I like to sing</div><div align="left">3.I lived in Central America/speak Spanish.</div><div align="left">4.I love to play basketball/swim</div><div align="left">5.I think politics is kind of stupid.</div><div align="left">6.I hate M.I.A.</div><div align="left">7.I can swallow my tongue</div><div align="left">8.I hate meatloaf. (The food, not the singer)</div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDkEzBmohblvAe1hHRKweAuHRof-wxEVc_iDnrqrQBGUpSMg6ucoTxJeUH-IGQqDGabaq-K1_r5qZxTIScbXE1bMrxu5iPBczdmQ1UOgLhfAt4bBd9YvMi9sC4iZkIWORM6OQu4P0b2sAd/s1600-h/mia-promo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268215005316154162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDkEzBmohblvAe1hHRKweAuHRof-wxEVc_iDnrqrQBGUpSMg6ucoTxJeUH-IGQqDGabaq-K1_r5qZxTIScbXE1bMrxu5iPBczdmQ1UOgLhfAt4bBd9YvMi9sC4iZkIWORM6OQu4P0b2sAd/s320/mia-promo.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong><em>No one in the corner gots swagger like this? Thank goodness that's the case.<br /></em></strong></span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">People I tag</div><div align="left">1.Drewsoph</div><div align="left">2.The Nichols</div><div align="left">3.The Morenos</div><div align="left">4.Abby</div><div align="left">5.La Familia Campbell</div><div align="left">6.The Bubbinator</div>timhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04421306264095844507noreply@blogger.com3