<?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-7409294</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:48:00.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Sense</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-115281753750435254</id><published>2006-07-13T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T12:12:09.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to See Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Move along folks. There's nothing more to see here. Nick's blog has moved (please update in your bookmarks and be sure to keep reading).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nickmielke.wordpress.com"&gt;www.nickmielke.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&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/7409294-115281753750435254?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/115281753750435254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=115281753750435254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115281753750435254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115281753750435254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/07/nothing-to-see-here.html' title='Nothing to See Here'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-115274077375577317</id><published>2006-07-12T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T14:46:13.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer (Damn It's Hot!!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/summer.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/summer.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of us who are still residing within the confines of the Mason-Dixon Line (as one of my youth recently stated "I don't even know who Mason Dixie is") it is very clear to us as to what the season is. It's SUMMER and IT IS HOTTTTT! Let me be very clear in stating that this is not the kind of hot that Nelly spoke of when he said it's "Hot in Herrrrrrrrr"... Nor is it the relatively seasonable weather that some of our friends in Boston and New York. Just because you "used to live in Dothan" doesn't mean you can relate. You gave up all your "it's too hot" privileges when you moved to Massachusetts. But alas, I digress.  I didn't set out to write this blog about the temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer time for me has always been lots of fun and a weird confluence of schedules and activities all rolled into one. Summer is that time when you are supposed to be able to kick back a little, relax, enjoy the sunshine and the outdoors...then you turn 12 and have to do your summer reading, get a job, and boom school has started again. Didn't summer used to be 3 months long? Now I think it's a week longer than Christmas vacation. Kids need summer. Now for adults summer changes completely. If you are in youth ministry here is the weird thing...everything is much busier in the summer time than it is during the school year. You have mission trips, VBS, retreats, etc...all of which take place in addition to your regular weekly activities. But the maddening and even ironic part about all of it is, NO ONE SHOWS UP!! It really is like church and school are all a part of the same (and believe me I'm a Democrat and we frown upon that kind of thing) and people literally take the summer off of church just like they do school. I would think that the perfect time for people (teenagers in particular, because that is who I work with) to be at church is in the summer when they don't have to worry about extra stuff like school. I don't know. Anyone have any thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After re-reading this I realize this post didn't end up anywhere near the line of thinking and topic I had been shooting for. I guess I'll just have to write another soon (now get off my back sis).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-115274077375577317?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/115274077375577317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=115274077375577317' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115274077375577317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115274077375577317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/07/summer-damn-its-hot.html' title='Summer (Damn It&apos;s Hot!!)'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-115224193425933643</id><published>2006-07-06T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T20:12:14.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Post to Catch Me Up</title><content type='html'>Actually I guess this would more accurately be a post to catch YOU up on all the things that I have had going on (and that you probably don't care about) that have been preventing me from blogging. Off we go! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(As I am writing this post I am listening to Barack Obama's "Call to Renewal Keynote" that you can download for free off of iTunes...I highly recommend you check it out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/101_0782.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/200/101_0782.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-School-Being a student again (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and for anyone that doesn't know already I am getting a Masters in Public Administration at &lt;a href="http://www.aum.edu"&gt;AUM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) is taking it's toll on me. Now before I get some sarcastic pity remarks let me explain what I mean. It's been 5 years (that actually freaks me out a little bit) since I graduated from college and had to do anything for a grade. The fact now that I have to read, write papers, and be somewhere and have a grade depend on how well I do those things has been a little bit of a readjustment. I actully just finished writing a paper before I started this blog, so I'm slowly finding ways to get it all done. The conclusion that I've come to thus far is that I LOVE learning and being in school, and also that I really am glad that I am in the program that I am...it is right up my alley as far as political processes, government, and management styles go.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/superman.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/200/superman.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Superman Returns-I don't have a lot to say because I don't want to spoil for this anyone out there, but YOU MUST GO SEE THIS MOVIE!! (I know some of the critics have not been so kind, but if you like Superman or grew up a fan, or just want a GOOD movie to see this is it). Mrs. M. went with me to see it and she isn't a fan of Superman or comics or superheroes or anything else and she really liked it. GO NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Summer Mission Trip-We had a great time working in the mountains of western North Carolina and the best news is that everyone that went asked me if we could go back. It's very exciting to me that we found someplace that I believe does great work serving the community and that my youth like and want to be a part of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-VBS-VBS this year was themed "Fiesta". I hope the irony isn't lost on anyone else out there, but that's all I really feel I should say about this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-115224193425933643?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/115224193425933643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=115224193425933643' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115224193425933643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115224193425933643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/07/post-to-catch-me-up.html' title='The Post to Catch Me Up'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-115213096203455241</id><published>2006-07-05T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T13:26:30.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Article on Barack Obama</title><content type='html'>Check out this &lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2144983/?nav=tap3"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; on Slate.com about a recent speech from Illinois Senator Barack Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/ObamaTN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/ObamaTN.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-115213096203455241?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/115213096203455241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=115213096203455241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115213096203455241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115213096203455241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/07/great-article-on-barack-obama.html' title='Great Article on Barack Obama'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-115211628303595398</id><published>2006-07-05T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T09:18:03.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Really Am Going to Blog Soon!</title><content type='html'>Alright, now that I am into full blown hypocrisy (pointing out those who don't blog and then not doing it myself). I wanted to say that I really do have a blog to write SOON. Things have just been much busier than I anticpated the last few weeks. I plan to blog on all of the following topics (consider this like a teaser trailer or something):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Superman Returns (PLEASE GO SEE THIS NOW!!)&lt;br /&gt;-Being a student again (papers and homework cut into blog time)&lt;br /&gt;-VBS (I don't even know where to begin)&lt;br /&gt;-The mission trip (Teenage fun abounds)&lt;br /&gt;-The 4th of July (Happy 230 America)&lt;br /&gt;-Plenty more (this is the vague part where I will add more stuff by the time I actually write a blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you are doing well, and let's all keep checking blogs and trying as we are able to update them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-115211628303595398?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/115211628303595398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=115211628303595398' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115211628303595398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115211628303595398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-really-am-going-to-blog-soon.html' title='I Really Am Going to Blog Soon!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-115153664981822670</id><published>2006-06-28T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T16:17:29.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>While I Was Out</title><content type='html'>Just a couple of pics to show you the "hard work" I did last week (this to hold you over until I get more time to post--right now I'm too busy focusing on the fact that in about 3 hours I will be watching &lt;a href="http://www.supermanreturns.com"&gt;Superman Returns&lt;/a&gt; and am freaking out about it--ok this "Extreme Nerd Moment" is over for now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a  lot of time last week sitting on this porch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/feet%20on%20porch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/feet%20on%20porch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to do this (which I have now done 13 times):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/Nicks%20Raft%207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/Nicks%20Raft%207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come later this week. Right now I'm in the middle of VBS at church, writing a paper and getting ready for my first Graduate level exam (first of any kind in 5 years), oh yeah and did I mention that &lt;a href="http://www.supermanreturns.com"&gt;Superman Returns&lt;/a&gt; is about to start! Gotta jet. Up, up, and away!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-115153664981822670?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/115153664981822670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=115153664981822670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115153664981822670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115153664981822670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/06/while-i-was-out.html' title='While I Was Out'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-115060160496898321</id><published>2006-06-17T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T20:33:24.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch 'Ya on the Flipside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/lake-house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/lake-house.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be out for a week (this coming on the heels of my "nobody blogs anymore whining") as I am headed to &lt;a href="http://www.hintoncenter.org"&gt;North Carolina&lt;/a&gt; to do a week of mission work with 10 my friends from my youth group. I am looking forward to the work, the weather, and the time in the mountains. Please keep the youth and the chaperones (10 &amp; 3) in your prayers this week. Peace dudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/worksite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/worksite.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-115060160496898321?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/115060160496898321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=115060160496898321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115060160496898321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115060160496898321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/06/catch-ya-on-flipside.html' title='Catch &apos;Ya on the Flipside'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-115030202747574847</id><published>2006-06-14T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T06:48:09.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have all the cowboys gone? (or Why my friends don't blog anymore.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/computer.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/computer.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've noticed a disturbing trend that our friend Lane pointed out quite some time ago. This trend was that "blogging was on it's way out".  Hearing that oh so long ago I was worried because for me blogs are one way that this crazy wide circle of friends communicates and keeps in touch, and if it went away I would miss that a lot. In the last few days I've noticed that pretty much NO ONE updates their blogs anymore and I am afraid Lane's apocalyptical prediction may have come true. I choose not to believe that blogging is over, but instead that our fellow bloggers have lots going on right now and just don't have the time. Here is (to the best of my knowledge) what has happened to everyone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this list is in no specific order other than how they are listed on the "link" section of my blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lauramielke.blogspot.com"&gt;Mrs. M&lt;/a&gt; - Mrs. M has taken on a busy summer, she is taking two night classes to begin work on her Master's Degree, she is working during the day time doing speech and developmental therapy with a family that has a 2 year old recently diagnosed with Autism. On top of all that, she is still a little new to the blogosphere and isn't quite used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laneblog.net/"&gt;LED&lt;/a&gt; - Having just moved all the way up the Eastern Seaboard, Mr. H (as we commonly know him) is getting ready to take a summer foreign language course, no not to learn "Bostonian", in order to be prepared for his seminary experience. He is also rumored to be a fully licensed professional &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com"&gt;Ikea&lt;/a&gt; furniture assembly expert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loveliberal1213.blogspot.com"&gt;Mary D.&lt;/a&gt; - Fresh off her latest assignment as "&lt;a href="http://www.somewherenorthblog.com"&gt;Navigator/Videographer Extraordinaire&lt;/a&gt;" in the Great Boston Move of '06, Mrs. H is working on telling Mr. H where to put the freshly assembled furniture. Also she is reported to be seen late at night prowling the streets with her attack dog Maggie in search of "Ali sized" snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ya-gotta-love-living-baby.blogspot.com/"&gt;JMG&lt;/a&gt; - Also known as "Sinatra Jr." in my links list, Jason is spending his summer doing what every good youth minister does...EVERYTHING. As he prepares this week for a mission trip to Asheville, NC (lucky little bugger) he is also cooking supper for the whole church and waiting on their new Senior Pastor to arrive. He is a busy man that really needs a good strong drink and a cigar, at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://svcltch.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Sister&lt;/a&gt; - Between a beautiful baby girl, living in freakin' Belgium, and traveling to glorious places like Hawaii it's no surprise that "The Bean" doesn't blog anymore. Hopefully she will return at some point to regale us with stories of her travels as well as her quirky trivia intervals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thegreenlife05.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama G&lt;/a&gt; - The expectant mother gets a pass on most all things due to the need for sleep, sanity, and other such comforts. We look forward to updates, but know that working and being pregnant takes priority over little things like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asteadystream.blogspot.com/"&gt;Papa G&lt;/a&gt; - At this point you should forget that he even has a blog (unless you like really big pictures of flowing water). There are much bigger fish to fry than whether or not he writes anything, but he will read yours so beware what you say about him (fruitcake).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jonathanmccarthy.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jMac&lt;/a&gt; - This man has no time for blogs, he's on a mission to get a Harley Davidson Sportster XL1200, and I say more power to him. He's doing it the old fashioned way too, rolling up his sleeves and working for it like a man should. He don't need no sissy financing that's going to cost him too much in the long run. Bravo JM, bravo I say. Besides who needs a broken air conditioner when you've got the wind of the open road in your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://simplymechelle.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Therapist&lt;/a&gt; - She's busy helping others. She takes away stress, and eases tensions (yes I know that's basically the same thing), but I hear she's good at it. Also she has a house full of dogs that require her attention, you never know when one is going to get lost in the doggie door maze and need an S&amp;amp;R team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gregsalyer.net/moodle/"&gt;The Professor&lt;/a&gt; - Another integral member of the Davis Boston Re-Location Squad, he has been spending his time doing all things Herculean (finding homes for people, putting them up at his home, moving their stuff singlehandedly in the rain while fixing their broken car with the other hand). He has no time for blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://peuapeu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Al in Elmore Co.&lt;/a&gt; - No one has spotted her in quite some time. If you know the whereabouts of this former blogista drop us a comment and let us know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.valeria2431.blogspot.com/"&gt;Varlowe&lt;/a&gt; - Varlowe has a man and a job at a zoo that caters to famous dead celebrities. She also lacks the free time to blog, although she does tend to find time to make comparisons (rather accurate too) of pictures of real people with celebrities that are sort of real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://papilio588.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hooks&lt;/a&gt; - This young bartender also has a man and is spending her time on the wedding circuit as a professional bridesmaid. Look for her coming soon to a chapel near you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.mac.com/lukelucas/iWeb/sha/s.h.a./s.h.a..html"&gt;Muke Mucas&lt;/a&gt; - A gross sounding name for an only sort of gross young man. This person has a TON going on. Between being a wedding photographer, trying to finish college (cut him some slack it's only taken 14 years), and getting ready to be married himself he has no time to write silly stories to you people. Oh yeah and the World Cup is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.madamerubies.com/blog/"&gt;HT Rubies&lt;/a&gt; - Already a mother of 2 (sometimes 3) she is getting ready to move to Florida, so between selling a house, packing, and buying a hurricane survival kit there is plenty more that needs to be done besides blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kcmalone.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMM&lt;/a&gt; - Out serving the greater good in the Peace Corps. Ms. Maugh is teaching English, and also is in the process of getting ready to move to another location. She is definitely doing way more important things than blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHEW--Done! That took longer than I thought it would. I hope you are all well and I hope that we all find our blogging groove again soon. Until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Vaya con Dios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-115030202747574847?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/115030202747574847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=115030202747574847' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115030202747574847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115030202747574847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/06/where-have-all-cowboys-gone-or-why-my.html' title='Where have all the cowboys gone? (or Why my friends don&apos;t blog anymore.)'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-115012673705012406</id><published>2006-06-12T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T08:38:57.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in a Superman's world: The American Way</title><content type='html'>(my apologies for not finishing this series in 3 consecutive days...it's been a busy weekend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/american-way.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/200/american-way.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final segment of the Superman "core values" is...The American Way. What exactly is "the American Way"? During the Cold War the phrase was used to illustrate differences in the living standards between the United States and Russia. This was a part of a widely held belief that in America anyone regardless of the circumstances of his or her birth, could significantly increase his or her standard of living through determination, hard work, and natural ability. Politically, it took the form of a belief in the superiority of a free democracy founded on a productive economic expansion without limits. Basically, anyone in America has the ability to start from nothing, make themselves something and live a lifestyle that is pleasing to them (within in the constraints of the law-ideally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the expression is prevalent in popular culture in part because of its use by President George W. Bush Sr. who has stated that "the 'way of life' of the Americans is not negotiable." The expression has come to be associated with over-consumption, exploitation of natural resources, American exceptionalism, and other negative aspects of American culture, and it has negative connotations in many parts of the world. We've gone from being true underdog stories that people all over the world wanted to be a part of, to being the greedy bully in the playground who will not only take your lunch money, but make sure you watch as he eats half the food he bought with it and then throws the other half in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the days when the American Way was baseball games (without steroids), Ford Motor Cars (ones that ran), and Cherry Pies (not made using cherries picked by underpaid laborers)? Now we live in an America that wants to spend it's time hunting those who are "lurking" and are out to get us. In my opinion if we tried a little bit harder to be the big brother that wants to help the world instead of the bully that does as he pleases, we wouldn't have people seeking to disply their ill-will towards us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America has lost it's vision and I am afraid that only a Superman will be able to help us find it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-115012673705012406?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/115012673705012406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=115012673705012406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115012673705012406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/115012673705012406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-in-supermans-world-american-way_12.html' title='Life in a Superman&apos;s world: The American Way'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114970125099311792</id><published>2006-06-07T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T10:29:00.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in a Superman's world: Justice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/justice%20cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/justice%20cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justice: the quality of being just; fairness.  The upholding of what is just, especially fair treatment and due reward in accordance with honor, standards, or law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justice in this country seems to be all but a forgotten memory most times. A lot of times we want to spend our energy arguing about which party is right (tax cuts vs. tax increases...or allowing gay marriage vs. not), and we feel like whichever one we believe in is "just" and the other one is wrong. We spend money on programs to study ideas we might have for governing, we fight wars for reasons whose true meanings have yet to be revealed, and yet in all of this we forget about justice. The wealthy in America get tax cuts while people who are working three jobs and barely providing for their family are paying the same percentage of taxes as the rest of the country (including the wealthy with the tax cuts). We have homeless people all over the country who we complain about as an "eyesore" or a problem (crime rates, etc...) and yet we do nothing for them. There are millions of children who aren't getting proper healthcare and the government spends its time arguing about whether gay people can get married or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see no justice here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman stood for justice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114970125099311792?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114970125099311792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114970125099311792' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114970125099311792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114970125099311792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-in-supermans-world-justice.html' title='Life in a Superman&apos;s world: Justice'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114961538978175679</id><published>2006-06-06T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T10:10:44.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in a Superman's world: Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/supermanbackground.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/200/supermanbackground.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part I-Truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is truth? When I was in &lt;a href="http://www.huntingdon.edu"&gt;college&lt;/a&gt; we talked alot about truth with a "big T" and truth with a "little T". For me truth with a "big T" seemed to most often come back around to things of a spiritual nature (who God is and more specifically who God is to me personally) while truth with a "little T" usually revolved around life facts (i.e. I am 6' tall, &lt;a href="http://www.starbucks.com"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/a&gt; sells coffee, people breathe air). For me truth basically stacks up like this: truth is something you learn for yourself not something someone teaches you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As children we are taught not to touch things that are hot, but we touch them anyhow because we haven't learned that they are hot until we have done it ourselves. To this day when I go to a Mexican restaurant and they tell me "hot plate" when they put it down on the table, I touch it because I want to know is it hot or not. Maybe his hot isn't my hot (although I should usually be tipped off by the fact that they are wearing oven mitts). We are like this about everything. It is our human nature. We don't want someone to tell us how it is we want to know for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is something that we encounter on many levels everyday. If you watch TV much you have seen the "Truth" campaign (now currently living under the guise of &lt;a href="http://www.whudafxup.com"&gt;WHUDAFXUP&lt;/a&gt;) which attempts to enlighten people, especially younger people,  about the dangers of smoking. Truth is something that we hear about every day in politics. Ironically enough it usually seems there is very little if any truth actually involved in politics (from any party or platform). If you watch &lt;a href="http://www.comedycentral.com/shows/the_colbert_report/index.jhtml"&gt;"The Colbert Report"&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.comedycentral.com"&gt;Comedy Central&lt;/a&gt; at night you can get a rather satirical version of "truthiness" each night as painted in the light of current events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth also becomes something we dance around many times for fear of hurting someone else's feelings. As friends especially it perplexes me that we do this (I am as guilty as anyone I assure you-try though I might). If I am wearing big weird camoflauge shorts and I ask my friends what they think of them, they are most likely to respond "those are nice" or "yeah I noticed you got some new shorts". Why do we not respond truthfully to people (especially our friends)? Why don't they tell me "yeah, um, those shorts are WAY huge, very camo, and probably made for a 17 year old...not really your thing?". We do this all the time. People at the cashier's line ask you "how are you today?" and you respond "fine" when most likel you are not. Now I know the cashier lady doesn't need to hear your lifestory about how the dog ran away with your husband's left shoe to join &lt;a href="http://www.cirquedusoleil.com"&gt;Cirque de Soleil&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://www.lasvegasnevada.gov"&gt;Vegas&lt;/a&gt; and that's causing you major stress, but we could at least be truthful with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our skepticism about many things in life comes from our not being certain about Truth (notice the "big T"). If we don't know what is Truth to us then we will never fully be able to trust or particpate in the actions and functions of life (from politics, to religion, to grocery stores). I say again: truth is something you learn for yourself not something someone teaches you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman stood for truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whudafxup.com/home.cfm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114961538978175679?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114961538978175679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114961538978175679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114961538978175679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114961538978175679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-in-supermans-world-truth.html' title='Life in a Superman&apos;s world: Truth'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114952408929764257</id><published>2006-06-05T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T09:14:49.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Shades of Elvis</title><content type='html'>For any of you who know much about me you know that June 28th of this year is a big day for me. This is the day the newest installment of the Superman movie franchise opens in theatres. From the time I was a little kid I have wanted to be Superman. I had the cape, (never was much for tights, but hey we aren't all perfect) and sometimes now I still wish I could be "The Man of Steel". In honor of this upcoming celebration of whom I believe to be the world's greatest superhero I am going to be doing a 3 part blog series (4 counting this one) on Life in a Superman's world: Truth, Justice, and the American Way. Tune in and enjoy. Look up in the sky...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114952408929764257?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114952408929764257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114952408929764257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114952408929764257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114952408929764257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/06/great-shades-of-elvis.html' title='Great Shades of Elvis'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114909900751872580</id><published>2006-05-31T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T11:29:13.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging to Retain Readers</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel like I'm updating this out of a need to keep my readership. And that's reasonable because why would you keep checking something that is never updated? I stirred up some controversy with my last post, but I don't expect this one will be quite so "saucy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/live.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/live.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say for the record that it is nice to have connections to people who are willing to do nice things for you like give you free passes to Jubilee CityFest. If not for the freebies we would have only gone on Friday night. Why Friday (you ask)? Because &lt;a href="http://www.friendsoflive.com"&gt;Live&lt;/a&gt; played on Friday night. THEY WERE AWESOME!! Like another welcome back from an old friend, Live is one of those bands that you forget about but as soon as you hear them again (especially in concert) they can bring back so many different times and stages of your life that you hadn't thought about in years. It is too bad that the rest of Jubilee couldn't be that same way. In summary Jubilee this year seemed thrown together for the sake of not having to cancel something they hope to continue in the future. It wasn't good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. and Mrs. H have a new Vlog that will help document their journey up to "Bahstan" for those of us sedentary beings who are currently not getting out and living the adventurous life (oh but our time is coming). You can check it out &lt;a href="http://www.somewherenorthblog.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still currently, although somewhat loosely, sticking to my workout regimen (don't worry you can't tell by looking at me), and it's still not something I enjoy. Maybe one day that will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/Aslan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/200/Aslan1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been attempting to finish up all the books in the Narnia series over the last week or so and I've got two left. They really are so good, and I can't believe it's taken me this long in my life to get ahold of them, or maybe more appropriately for them to get ahold of me. It truly is amazing that God can inspire and use people of all ages, walks of life, and eras to use their talents to share His message in so many ways to affect so many people. Thank you Clive Staples.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114909900751872580?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114909900751872580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114909900751872580' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114909900751872580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114909900751872580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/05/blogging-to-retain-readers.html' title='Blogging to Retain Readers'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114844137110609293</id><published>2006-05-23T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T20:29:31.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Comment That Turned Into a Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm going to make myself unpopular here, but hey "everyone is doing it".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should be entitled to marry the person they choose. Christianity shouldn't decide whether that law gets passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laws are NOT to be made based on the Christian faith (the framers themselves established the seperation of church and state for these very reasons), or any other faith for that matter. This applies across the board...homosexuality issues, abortion, etc. Just because you as a Christian think something is wrong does not mean that should be the basis for making a law. First of all what if the homosexuals who want to be married are not Christians? They are being screwed over by something that doesn't apply to them in the first place. What about the Gay Christians that want to be married? The only person that can judge them is God himself (if he does indeed exist), it is not OUR job, nor is it the job of the Federal/State Government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's odd how such a big deal is made about the Christian ethics pertaining to a law about homosexual marriage, but not one seems to care to make a big deal about the Christian ethics of divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't come across as angry here, but I guess it just gets under my collar that we (Christians, Atheists, Everyone) don't get the fact that laws are not to be based on our "Christian/Religio Morals", but instead on what is going to benefit and better mankind as a whole. Last I checked gay marriage hasn't killed a lot of people or created more jobless and homelessness. And as Mary said, this is what we are choosing to spend our time on, not the fact that we are fighting a baseless war and losing sons and daughters every day, there is a global aids empidemic, that global warming is a real problem, our children are getting poor education, the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew 7:1-3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(for those of you out there who are Christians)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-23318" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Do not judge, or you too will be judged. &lt;span id="en-NIV-23319" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you. &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-23320" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114844137110609293?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114844137110609293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114844137110609293' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114844137110609293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114844137110609293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/05/comment-that-turned-into-post.html' title='The Comment That Turned Into a Post'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114840120687424417</id><published>2006-05-23T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T09:20:06.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spinning the Wheel O' Blog</title><content type='html'>Here's some quick hit updates on a plethora of different things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I am fine. I appreciate all the prayers and concern but after my follow up appointment to the doctor it appears there is nothing actually wrong with me (wiseguys keep your comments to yourself). I am going back to the doctor for a full physical next week, just to make sure the rest of me is still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/docs/programs/baghdader/?ntrack_para1=leftnav_category4_show0"&gt;Baghdad ER&lt;/a&gt;-a lot of you in my readership don't have &lt;a href="www.hbo.com"&gt;HBO&lt;/a&gt;, but if you can somehow get someone who does to tape this documentary for you, it is completely worth the 63 minutes of viewing time. A real life showing of what happens in the ER in the Iraqi war (interesting that we call it a war when there was never a formal declaration of such--I guess really it is a "war" and not a war), this show while graphic is real life. As stated by one of the creators on an interview on &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=5418289"&gt;NPR&lt;/a&gt; last Friday "if everyone in America was made to sit down and watch this, the attitude of the country as a whole would be a lot different about the war".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.sodarktheconofman.com"&gt;DaVinci Code&lt;/a&gt;-I saw it. I still believe in Jesus Christ and the transforming power of his love and sacrifice in my life. It's a work of fiction, and if Christians in this country are so worried about it taking down their faith the problem isn't with Dan Brown's book, it's with the Christian's themselves not being sure of what they believe in. If you haven't read the book but are curious, see the movie first. If you've read the book and then go it's a bit anti-climactic. The ending has changed dramatically (and rather stupidly at that). Angels and Demons was a much better Brown book...read that if you want a good religious thriller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I've started working out this week and I don't enjoy it at all. We have a workout room at our apartment and I'm going every morning and running for about 30 minutes and lifting weights for another 30. It basically comes down to this...no I don't like it, but sometimes we have to do things we don't like for the betterment of ourselves or others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alabama is having a &lt;a href="http://www.montgomeryadvertiser.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20060521/NEWS02/605210302/1009/ARCHIVES"&gt;vote&lt;/a&gt; next week about banning gay marriages. Gee, I wonder how that is going to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had more stuff to write but lost my focus (as I'm trying to work at the same time). More later. As always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114840120687424417?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114840120687424417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114840120687424417' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114840120687424417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114840120687424417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/05/spinning-wheel-o-blog.html' title='Spinning the Wheel O&apos; Blog'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114789290799885448</id><published>2006-05-17T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T12:08:28.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections from a Stay at Home Dad</title><content type='html'>Lots has been happening lately, and therefore I have not been the diligent blogger that I should be. Let me see if I can't give you a few details about some stuff, and then I'll get back on here soon (I know promises promises) with some stuff that has been kicking around in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Monday I spent about 3 1/2 hours in the Emergency Room with tightness in my chest.  After some IV's, X-rays, and an Ultrasound of my innerds, it was determined that everything seemed in order. I have a follow up appointment tomorrow with a doctor to get a report on some blood work but I'm pretty sure that it's going to come back negative also (this having been determined after all my hard years in medical school). My expert analysis is that after being sick over the weekend and thus dehydrated and eating tacos on Sunday afternoon led to some early morning EXTREME idigestion of some kind. I've been on work leave this week and will hopefully be back tomorrow after my doc's appointment. Lot's to do there as summer is approaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Being at home is nice every now and then. I mean it's different than when you were a kid and faked sick. You got bored back then because your friends were still all at school and your parents made you stay in bed and not have fun. Now I'm a grown up and it's nice to be able to just sleep, read a book, watch TV, play with the dog and relax a little bit. Of course I've still got tons on my mind and am trying to get some stuff done online, but it's kind of like a doctor's ordered recharge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have NO RESOLVE. I said in a moment of disappointment last week that I would not be watching the last of this season's American Idol (due to the sudden departure of favorite Chris Daughtry). With Birmingham native Taylor Hicks still in the competition I am going back on what I said and am supporting him until the end. Last night proved to be one of his best of the year and I think he may have proven himself worthy to win it all. We will find out tonight whether he moves on to the final show next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-With much sadness (for me personally) the West Wing ended it's 7 year run last Sunday night. While the show lost some momentum over the years, in the eyes of the public and the critics, it has remained an engaging portrait of what government and politics could be like if enacted with heart, integrity, and a sense of the bigger picture. The characters on the show were flawed (liars, addicts, etc...) but they always sought the nobler choice when making decisions. I came in on this show late but thanks to the brilliance of DVD seasons I have caught up and even own all but the last two. I am pleased to say that I was able to be a outside viewer of "Aaron Sorkin's contemporary video version of President Kennedy's Camelot." I will miss this show, and while I know it is fiction (an unfamiliar term to all those freaking out about a certain &lt;a href="http://www.sodarktheconofman.com"&gt;movie&lt;/a&gt; coming out Friday) I hope that one day American politics can get back to a point where it is serving the greather good of the American people, and striving to make the world a better place not through imposition of it's own will, but through the leadership of example and display of compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off for the moment, but I'll be back soon. Leave me some love or comments or whatever.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114789290799885448?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114789290799885448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114789290799885448' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114789290799885448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114789290799885448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/05/reflections-from-stay-at-home-dad.html' title='Reflections from a Stay at Home Dad'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114774776245056939</id><published>2006-05-15T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T19:49:22.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously...</title><content type='html'>...don't "F" with pirates!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/101_0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/101_0463.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114774776245056939?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114774776245056939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114774776245056939' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114774776245056939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114774776245056939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/05/seriously.html' title='Seriously...'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114731431275855464</id><published>2006-05-10T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T19:30:26.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Highway Robbery (Most of You Won't Care About This Post)</title><content type='html'>So long &lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com"&gt;American Idol&lt;/a&gt;. The idiots in America have done it again, they voted off possibly the best all around singer and performer on the show and the one who should have won the whole thing. &lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/contestants/chris_daughtry/"&gt;Chris Daughtry&lt;/a&gt; (seen below) was eliminated from the competition tonight to the shock of EVERYONE including &lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/contestants/katharine_mcphee/"&gt;Katherine McPhee&lt;/a&gt; (the other contestant up for elimination). It's ridiculous and I won't watch the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/chris%20daughtry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/chris%20daughtry.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/contestants/taylor_hicks/"&gt;Taylor Hicks&lt;/a&gt; (seen at the bottom of this post) from Birmingham to win it all, but I can't watch because it's stupid 1) that I get so worked up over a television show and 2) because Chris should have been there the whole time (rumor has it he was offered to take over as lead singer for the band &lt;a href="http://www.fuelweb.com/"&gt;Fuel&lt;/a&gt; only a couple of weeks into the competition).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/taylor%20hicks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/taylor%20hicks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114731431275855464?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114731431275855464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114731431275855464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114731431275855464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114731431275855464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/05/highway-robbery-most-of-you-wont-care.html' title='Highway Robbery (Most of You Won&apos;t Care About This Post)'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114728669694624120</id><published>2006-05-10T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T13:24:00.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because My Sister Started It</title><content type='html'>If you haven't noticed yet, you are no long reading "Musings of the Bemused" (...pauses for a second while you look to the top of your screen...), I've changed the name to "Common Sense" and while I might not completely be Thomas Paine, I do think we need more common sense in the world, and I feel some more of my writing heading in that direction. I plan to write a more detailed post about the name change soon, but then again last week I was going to write one on motivation and we see how that turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis wrote about her celebrity look-a-like and I think it's pretty good. I don't really think I look like any celebrities, but I have had people make various comparisons before in the past. I think all of them are way off, but I'm just giving them to you anyhow (regardless of whether or not I think it's embarrassing...some of them are....mostly the first one). Tell me what you think, if you have some different ideas let me know, because I'd love to know who would play me in a movie one day. Now I just need to do something worthy of having a movie made about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/kid-rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/kid-rock.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/bobdenver.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/bobdenver.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/Justin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/Justin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/petertork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/petertork.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/davisloveIII.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/davisloveIII.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/EdwardNortonProfilePic.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/EdwardNortonProfilePic.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114728669694624120?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114728669694624120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114728669694624120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114728669694624120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114728669694624120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/05/because-my-sister-started-it.html' title='Because My Sister Started It'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114685026384985243</id><published>2006-05-05T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T12:02:43.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A "Brag About My Puppy" Post</title><content type='html'>Since I don't post everyday like &lt;a href="http://www.loveliberal1213.blogspot.com/"&gt;some people&lt;/a&gt;, and I have about one semi-provocative post every 3 months I decided today would be all about Ali. No real reason other than she is GREAT, and has brought immeasurable joy to our home. Here's some pics and commentary, enjoy and feel free to share your dog (and I guess cat if you must) love with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/101_0623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/101_0623.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Ali's frog. Also known as "crack for dogs", the squeaker inside brings on fits of craziness not seen in many places around the world. I can tell you now that I will never dress as a frog during Halloween around this dog as I might not survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/101_0628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/101_0628.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! I told you it would make you crazy. Look at my eyes, those are not the eyes of a sane person. This frog is filled with magical cracky goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/101_0655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/101_0655.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes our baby falls asleep halfway under the sofa, and like any good parents...we leave her there and take pictures to show all our friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/101_0665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/101_0665.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes you just need to take a break on a nice floral sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/101_0680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/101_0680.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sofa's are nice, but the real sleeping gets done in &lt;a href="http://lauramielke.blogspot.com"&gt;mommy's&lt;/a&gt; duffle bag. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;editor's note: the face being made here says "thanks for the flash in my face while I'm trying to sleep, it really improves the quality of my rest"&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114685026384985243?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114685026384985243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114685026384985243' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114685026384985243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114685026384985243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/05/brag-about-my-puppy-post.html' title='A &quot;Brag About My Puppy&quot; Post'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114667212278807569</id><published>2006-05-03T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T09:02:02.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Jungle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/nick%20and%20jason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/nick%20and%20jason.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ladies and gentlemen of the blogging world. It is my great pleasure to welcome another fellow blogger into the circle. This is my good friend &lt;a href="http://ya-gotta-love-living-baby.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jason&lt;/a&gt; (he's the normal looking one in the picture above), and he has, after much pressure from several people, started a blog of his own. Check it out &lt;a href="http://ya-gotta-love-living-baby.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, welcome him, and let's keep blogging. Seriously, it's not &lt;a href="http://www.laneblog.net/?p=15"&gt;going out of style&lt;/a&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/7409294-114667212278807569?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114667212278807569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114667212278807569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114667212278807569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114667212278807569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/05/welcome-to-jungle.html' title='Welcome to the Jungle'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114658897350077042</id><published>2006-05-02T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T09:57:17.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven on Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Editor's Note: I haven't been posting as much lately because I've been doing more work at my job (self-imposed), and I have been having a rather erratic evening schedule that means blogging is not as important as family time. I'll try to be better, but this in NO WAY indicates that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.laneblog.net/?p=15"&gt;blogging is on the way out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.loveliberal1213.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maughry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is just stressed so she's struggling and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.laneblog.net/"&gt;Mr. H&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is just a kook. Everyone keep blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/ashpostcard.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/400/ashpostcard.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So last weekend I went to a most wonderful and glorious place. Like none I have experienced in quite some time. I went to &lt;a href="http://www.exploreasheville.com/"&gt;Asheville&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.visitnc.com/"&gt;North Carolina&lt;/a&gt;. My good friend Jason and I went up last weekend to scout locations for both of our mission trips that we will be taking youth on this summer. I have to say that I have not been somewhere that was so "Not Montgomery" in quite a long time. I am always a sucker for mountains and nature and to be in Asheville nestled between the Blue Ridge Mountains and the Appalachian foothills was PERFECT! I loved the wonderful mix of all different types of people. It seems that here in "da gump" we get overwhelmed with about 230,000 people who all want to be exactly the same. I don't really have the time right now to explain just how much I liked being up there, but those of you who have been before already know. I really think I could see myself moving there in the future. I leave you with a couple of pics, and then a brief movie review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/barleys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/barleys.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Possibly my favorite place EVER! It is so good that when you are there only two days you DO have to go in multiple times and enjoy all different kinds of Micro's. After all we should support local business, and not the corporate fiends, who make watered down product. Did I mention this is &lt;a href="http://www.barleystaproom.com/asheville/"&gt;Barley's Taproom &amp; Pizzeria&lt;/a&gt;? They have lots of REALLY GOOD &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beer"&gt;BEER&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/storeav.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/400/storeav.0.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the &lt;a href="http://www.mastgeneralstore.com/locationsav.php3"&gt;Mast General Store&lt;/a&gt;. It is great because it is like TLR and Kinnucan's for people who actually need outdoors stuff (unlike most Montgomery people who buy it because it's "cool"), and it also has an old fashioned general store upstairs. I went here several times during the weekend also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/thankyouforsmoking_l200512221127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/thankyouforsmoking_l200512221127.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie Review (not written by Nick): This weekend, while in Asheville, I went to see the movie "&lt;a href="http://www2.foxsearchlight.com/thankyouforsmoking/"&gt;Thank You For Smoking&lt;/a&gt;". All I can tell you is that this movie is hilarious and while it had plenty to laugh at, also had a good point in the end about people doing what they love for a living, and being who they truly are. You can read a better review by &lt;a href="http://www.rollingstone.com/"&gt;Rolling Stone&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.rollingstone.com/reviews/movie/_/id/7622069/rid/9440863/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, or better yet find it at a theatre near you and see it for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114658897350077042?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114658897350077042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114658897350077042' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114658897350077042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114658897350077042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/05/heaven-on-earth.html' title='Heaven on Earth'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114607159501688882</id><published>2006-04-26T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T10:13:15.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Fat Flashback Picture Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.loveliberal1213.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mrs. H&lt;/a&gt; shared a bunch of pics from memory&lt;a href="http://www.laneblog.net/"&gt; lane&lt;/a&gt;, and called for others to do the same, so here are some things that I have on my computer at work. A lot of them focus around me (my favorite subject), &lt;a href="http://www.laneblog.net/"&gt;Mr. H&lt;/a&gt;, my family, and my &lt;a href="http://www.lauramielke.blogspot.com/"&gt;beautiful wife!&lt;/a&gt; I love the rest of you and want to post pics of you too, but this is what I've got for right now. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/nicklanedepot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/nicklanedepot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the earliest DoL practice sessions, this took place downtown at the Heaven's Depot store that was way huger than any one Christian book store should ever have been. Notice &lt;a href="http://www.laneblog.net/"&gt;Mr. H&lt;/a&gt; rocking the unbuttoned plaid and me trying on my Ichabod Crane look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/shotgun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/shotgun.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you wondering how you get a shotgun sound effect into a song, this is how you do it. Hold a microphone up to the barrell of a shotgun while you friend assures you "I know what I am doing" and then he shoots and you crap your pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/venezuela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/venezuela.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another memory that involves &lt;a href="http://www.laneblog.net/"&gt;Mr. H &lt;/a&gt;this is from our trip to Venezuela. There's nothing like a good impromptu third world streetside jam session to get the juices flowing. I don't know what that means actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/andrewgrad1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/andrewgrad1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic from Andrew's graduation. If I am not mistaken this might be the second to last time we (the three beans) were gathered together in a picture like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/nickmateo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/nickmateo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me in Venezuela with Mateo. Yes I am looking a bit rough there but that is what highschool does to you sometimes. If you notice I am wearing what were once my favorite shoes of all time...they were Nike basketball shoes (Dennis Rodman's actually) and they laced up on the sides. Those were the days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/emilyblackeye.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/emilyblackeye.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what little sisters get for talking back, or for just not catching the softball. Whoops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/nickmary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/nickmary.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and &lt;a href="http://www.loveliberal1213.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mrs. H&lt;/a&gt; at my sister's wedding. I remember it was really hot outside (June) and that made for what I like to call "Not Tuxedo Weather".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/liontaming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/liontaming.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This unfortunate incident took place on top of a computer monitor in my dorm room that didn't belong to me (who shall remain &lt;a href="http://www.laneblog.net/"&gt;nameless&lt;/a&gt;). All I remember is that monkey was never the same after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/biscuitboy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/biscuitboy4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys try not to be jealous...ladies try not to drool! Yes I know it's only a &lt;a href="http://www.biscuitsbaseball.com"&gt;Montgomery Biscuits&lt;/a&gt; uniform, but hey. You work with what you got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/nickkidblueshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/nickkidblueshirt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be cute...I don't know what happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/nickakwardyears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/nickakwardyears.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that's right...puberty happened, and for my convenince it happened in 9th grade when we are most susceptible to the opinions of others. But hey lucky for me middle schoolers (that go to private school) aren't cruel. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/garter%20on%20the%20stairs.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/garter%20on%20the%20stairs.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say all things considered I turned out quite alright. Here is a pic of &lt;a href="http://www.lauramielke.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mrs. M&lt;/a&gt; and I from our wedding. I'm posting another below of her from that day that I think is incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/beautiful%20bride.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/beautiful%20bride.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Isn't &lt;a href="http://www.lauramielke.blogspot.com/"&gt;she&lt;/a&gt; beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think that about does it for my Big Fat Picture Post. I thought I had more pics on my computer here at work that I could use, but these were what was available at the time. I know there is a box lurking at home with more in it that I will try to share sometime soon. I hope you enjoyed. And now if I don't shut down the entire internet by clicking on "Publish Post" you should be enjoying these right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114607159501688882?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114607159501688882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114607159501688882' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114607159501688882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114607159501688882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/04/big-fat-flashback-picture-post.html' title='A Big Fat Flashback Picture Post'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114593864199136815</id><published>2006-04-24T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T21:17:22.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/gaspic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/400/gaspic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114593864199136815?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114593864199136815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114593864199136815' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114593864199136815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114593864199136815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/04/seriously.html' title='Seriously'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114589386796434474</id><published>2006-04-24T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T13:00:02.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up A Bit</title><content type='html'>Whew! I just flew in from the coast and boy are my arms tired (whoooooah..&lt;rimshot&gt;).&lt;/rimshot&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;rimshot&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so I am back. I was slow to post last week mostly because I was lazy and couldn't get&lt;/rimshot&gt;&lt;rimshot&gt; motivated to do it (look for a larger more in depth post on motivation this week--if I feel like it...ha-see what I did there?). Now to play catch up in Nick's Potpourri of Blogousity.&lt;/rimshot&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;rimshot&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/rimshot&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/nails.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/nails.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;rimshot&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nails In Your Head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you having a bad day? Does it seem like that pounding in your head might never go away? You might have &lt;a href="http://www.dailybulletin.com/ci_3736720"&gt;NAILS&lt;/a&gt; in your SKULL! That's right kids. For those of you who haven't seen this story yet I do encourage you to read it, the basics are this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/rimshot&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="GLOBAL_article_display"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"An Oregon man who went to a hospital complaining of a headache was found to have 12 nails embedded in his skull from a suicide attempt with a nail gun, doctors say."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span id="GLOBAL_article_display"&gt;I've had rough days before and I've wanted to punch a emu or strangle the Ice Cream Man, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="GLOBAL_article_display"&gt; a nail gun to the head? YIKES! (Editor's note: Isn't it a relief to see that it was doctors and not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="GLOBAL_article_display"&gt; carpenters that assessed the man's condition? I mean sure carpenters know nails I guess, but brains aren't really their bag.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/101_0613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/101_0613.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="GLOBAL_article_display"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things Said to Our Dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="GLOBAL_article_display"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new segment will come to you from time to time, because you need to be aware of the proper way to train your dog. &lt;a href="http://lauramielke.blogspot.com"&gt;Mrs. M&lt;/a&gt; has her own special brand of dog reasoning. Talk to your dog like an adult. I mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="GLOBAL_article_display"&gt;after all, we all want to be respected right? Two examples of what I am talking about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="GLOBAL_article_display"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; When Ali was in the other room on Friday, Mrs. M was trying her best to encourage her to not pee in the house (her favorite pasttime) she told her "Now Ali, don't disappoint me okay? I don't want to be disappointed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="GLOBAL_article_display"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;Yesterday after church Mrs. M and I were in the kitchen making lunch and Ali went into the other room (out of our sight), and Mrs. M hollers "Ali I hope you are making good choices out there...good choices...you hear me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="GLOBAL_article_display"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes this is how we deal with our dog at our house. You think we are crazy? Try it yourself, then go get the paper towels to soak up the pee from the carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/wwing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/wwing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="GLOBAL_article_display"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;West Wing (NO SPOILERS HERE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/westwing"&gt;West Wing&lt;/a&gt; last night was FREAKING INCREDIBLE, and I am so excited for the next 3 weeks but at the same time disappointed because these are the last three episodes EVER. I take a small amount of solice in that Season 6 comes out on DVD in a couple weeks, but the end of one of my two favorite shows ever is going to be a major bum out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the update didn't end up being quite as long as I had intended. There is still more to come including pics from the Easter Hike last weekend, and all sorts of other nonsense. Now I'm getting back to work before staff meeting. If anyone sees my nail gun laying around hold onto it for me! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114589386796434474?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114589386796434474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114589386796434474' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114589386796434474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114589386796434474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/04/catching-up-bit.html' title='Catching Up A Bit'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114554883918654377</id><published>2006-04-20T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T09:00:39.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Those Selling A House</title><content type='html'>I don't usually write posts directed at any one specific person(s) but today I am. For the future &lt;a href="http://loveliberal1213.blogspot.com/2006/03/breaking-news-decision-freak-out-stage.html"&gt;Beantown&lt;/a&gt; Duo &lt;a href="http://www.laneblog.net"&gt;Mr.&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.loveliberal1213.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mrs.&lt;/a&gt; H I would like to offer you the solution to all of your home selling stress. That's right, it's the St. Joseph statue. For those of you who didn't know St. Joseph is the patron saint of the family and household needs. Here is a blurb from the &lt;a href="http://www.stjosephstatue.com/"&gt;Official St. Joseph Statue Website&lt;/a&gt; about the tradition of the statue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/saint%20joe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/saint%20joe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The solemn tradition of burying St. Joseph in the earth began hundreds of years ago in Europe. During those times, an order of nuns prayed to St. Joseph (the patron saint of the family and household needs) when they needed more lands for convents. The Sisters were encouraged to bury their St. Joseph medals in the ground.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The medals evolved into statues, culminaing with the complete "Underground Real Estate Agent" Kit currently available. Today, thousands of homesellers and real estate agents nationwide continue this successful tradition; they are looking for a little divine intervention.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The St. Joseph Statue "The Underground Real Estate Agent" Kit was developed to assist you in continuing this tradition. The kit contains everything thing you need to successfully bury your own St. Joseph Statue. Be it fact or be it fiction, it's worked more than once.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I don't know about all of you but it seems to me that a paltry &lt;a href="http://www.stjosephstatue.com/kit.htm#8"&gt;$13.95&lt;/a&gt; (you want a big selling price you spring for the 8" "Joe") is a drop in the bucket to pay for having the peace of mind of selling the last thing tying you down to life in someplace like &lt;a href="http://www.hooters.com"&gt;Dothan&lt;/a&gt;. I hope this helps out the H's and they can send my cut of the sale price to me in due time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114554883918654377?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114554883918654377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114554883918654377' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114554883918654377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114554883918654377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/04/for-those-selling-house.html' title='For Those Selling A House'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114546626176148354</id><published>2006-04-19T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T10:04:21.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag I'm It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/bologna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/bologna.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so Marlowe tagged me. I'll do my best to lay down my "6 weird habits/things" whatever, but I'm not tagging anyone else. I only have so many friends and they are all hit already. So here goes (also this is just an excuse to buy me some more time until I get home to write the blog I want to...pics included).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nick's Weirdness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) All you sickos tune out for this one, it's not like that. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; having fingers poked in areas of my body that they don't belong (ears, armpits, my mouth when I'm yawning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I usually peel the labels off of my beer bottles (soda bottles, etc...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DESPISE&lt;/span&gt; being late. If I am going to be late I would rather not go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Hats aren't a given. (it's like this for a lot of guys) Only certain ones fit right, and just because I buy a new hat doesn't mean I'm going to wear it. The new one will sit in the closet for a while and then magically without rhyme or reason it will be "the hat" but until then the current "the hat" is the same faded dirty worn out one that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) (I'm told by my beautiful wife) I hold my hands in weird positions when I'm not using them sometimes (think the "I've got your nose" routine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I have an addictive TV Show personality (think West Wing and Sopranos) and can watch espisodes I have seen over and over again and not get bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I really have right now. If those things make me a freak then I can only imagine what is going on in the lives of you kooky people. And now to appease you just a tad more I leave you with &lt;a href="http://www.mcsweeneys.net/links/lists/20ThomasHynes.html"&gt;something funny&lt;/a&gt; that I didn't write (I'm getting good at posting other people's material).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114546626176148354?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114546626176148354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114546626176148354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114546626176148354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114546626176148354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/04/tag-im-it.html' title='Tag I&apos;m It!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114527450689978537</id><published>2006-04-17T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T04:48:26.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/Picture%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/Picture%20008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a very busy weekend, and we are trying to catch up on some rest. Leave us a message and we will get back to you on Tuesday or Wednesday at the latest. Have a great day!&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/7409294-114527450689978537?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114527450689978537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114527450689978537' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114527450689978537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114527450689978537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/04/shhhhhh.html' title='Shhhhhh'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114519374635151780</id><published>2006-04-16T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T06:22:26.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;Christ is risen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/sunrise.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114519374635151780?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114519374635151780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114519374635151780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114519374635151780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114519374635151780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114512523328194264</id><published>2006-04-15T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T11:20:33.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday (On Saturday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/PB_three%20cross%20hill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/PB_three%20cross%20hill.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Good Friday (on the Christian calendar), and as some of my friends stated the other day, this is my favorite time in the Christian year. I don't have a really good way to explain it, but a lot of it has to do with the range of emotions (especially the solemn nature) that are celebrated. It is very much to me like real life where we seem to ride a constant roller coaster of ups and downs (with a flat stretch to realize where we are every now and then). As I sat in the Good Friday service last night I was thinking about "The Seven Last Words of Christ" and wanted to share with you what they were and a couple quick thoughts about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The First Word- Luke 23:34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Father, forgive them; for they do not know what they are doing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that strikes me most about this is that the very FIRST thing Jesus does when he is freshly nailed to the cross is ask God for the forgiveness of others. The question is who is he speaking of when he asks this? We initially think of those who tried, convicted, and hung him there. Some say that grammatically he could be referring to the two criminals hung on either side of him. I tend to believe his words are for all of us at all different points in history. God's grace stretched out for me and all my sins so very long ago, because I do things all the time and am to selfish to realize what I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Second Word- Luke 23:43&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Truly I tell you, today you will be with me in Paradise."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful would it be to be wherever you are in your day to day life (even more so if you are having "one of those days") and to see Jesus and hear him say to you; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"today you will be with me in Paradise"&lt;/span&gt;? Again grace-filled words from a dying savior express just how much we are loved. These words spoken to a dying prisoner are such a symbolic gesture of the unwavering grace that is offered to us all. The word "paradise" comes from the ancient Persians and it means "garden". As much as I love to be outside and enjoy nature I couldn't think of a better way to express "Paradise" (and I like how in the text it is capitalized).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Third Word- John 19:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Woman, here is your son."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of Jesus' death tells the tale of how he was abandoned by all of the men who had been with him for so long. The "one he loved" remained, and it is traditionally believed that this was John. The women were there for him through it all and stood near him as he hung dying on the cross. For a female to be referred to as a "woman" was an honor reserved for very few. Jesus referred to his mother this way, and in his saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Woman, here is your son."&lt;/span&gt; he goes on to say to John &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"here is your mother"&lt;/span&gt;. This was Jesus' way of leaving someone to take care of his mother. In the midst of all the pain and torture he made sure to take care of the one who had the faith begin his holy journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fourth Word- Mark 15:34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the ancient tradition of the Jews, praying the Psalms was a integral part of their faith. In Psalm 22:1 David writes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, so far from the words of my groaning?&lt;/span&gt;" This was another way that Jesus was yielding to the Father. He knew that his time had come to fulfill the prophecy that had been set forth by God, he was dying on for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fifth Word- John 19:28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I am thirsty."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you been truly thirsty and couldn't find something to drink? Those times when you've been working outside and would do anything for the biggest cold glass of water you can get your hands on. Even as Americans we don't really know what it's like to be hungry and thirsty and suffering. Jesus revealed once again, to any who might doubt, that he was fully human. He could have easily blocked out the pain, and just spent his time there until he could make a dramatic death and be done, but he didn't. He truly suffered and was seeking something to quench his thirst. In order to save humans he indeed had to become fully human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sixth Word- John 19:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"It is finished."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially we think these words are Jesus telling us that the ordeal on the cross is about to be over and that he is breathing his last. To me this speaks more about the entire process of Jesus coming to earth to save us all. He had now completed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; he had been sent to do, not the least of which was dying for the sins of all mankind. Because of his completion we can be made whole again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sevent Word- Luke 23:46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Father, into your hands I commit my spirit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing Jesus says is again a prayer from the Psalm of David. In Psalm 31:5 we read; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Into your hands I commit my spirit; redeem me, O Lord, the God of truth."&lt;/span&gt; By praying the Psalms while he was dying Jesus was honoring God his father. And by honoring Him he was showing his trust. In spite of the cross Jesus trusted God's word, and the need for his death to save a broken world. Jesus trusted God so that we can, through Jesus' suffering,  in turn grow to trust Him without the physical suffering being inflicted upon us also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we are a day past Good Friday, but as I sat in the church and listened to this wonderful service and watched a candle be extinguished at the end of the reading of each of the seven words, I couldn't help but have a desire to put some of these thoughts down. Happy death and life to you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114512523328194264?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114512523328194264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114512523328194264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114512523328194264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114512523328194264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-friday-on-saturday.html' title='Good Friday (On Saturday)'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114485826747071179</id><published>2006-04-12T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T14:07:08.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TILiC pt. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here you go people. &lt;a href="http://valeria2431.blogspot.com"&gt;Malerie's&lt;/a&gt; TILiC pt. 2  ENJOY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's right folks- back by popular demand, this newest installment will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;allow you to benefit from the expertise I have gained now that I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(almost)completed ONE WHOLE YEAR OF COLLEGE (okay, so like 2 weeks into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my second semester- what can I say? I learn fast).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have learned:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guys vs. Girls:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; The Gross Boy Theory: All guys (even those who are seemingly normal),&lt;br /&gt;are, deep down inside, Gross Boys. They do gross things and think gross&lt;br /&gt;things and say gross things and even eat gross things. This is&lt;br /&gt;capitalized because it is a Theory, like the Theory of Relativity. It's&lt;br /&gt;been proven many times, but never disproven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Southern guys (ie. those from &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Alabama&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; and &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Mississippi&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;) all say nine&lt;br /&gt;with an incredibly long i sound. This makes it sound more like 'nah-ne'.&lt;br /&gt;Gentlemen, you know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School and Classes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- There are two types of people who attend &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Huntingdon&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype&gt;College&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Those who&lt;br /&gt;hate putting their tray away, and those who like to see just how loud of&lt;br /&gt;a sound they can make when they throw it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- I am TOTALLY wasting my life in college. Why am I here when I could be&lt;br /&gt;studying in the safety and comfort of my own home? For just $29.95 (a&lt;br /&gt;ridiculously low price when you think of all the tuition money I've been&lt;br /&gt;wasting here) I could be learning Hotel Management, Locksmithing, or&lt;br /&gt;even earning my High School Equivalency degree (heck, I've already got&lt;br /&gt;one, and that's good- two must be better, right?). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; For my senior capstone (the big final paper/project that we are&lt;br /&gt;required to do here before graduation), I am going to examine the&lt;br /&gt;enduring question: How many licks does it take to get to the tootsie&lt;br /&gt;roll center of a tootsie pop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dorm Life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; When you move the trash can in a community bathroom, a pile of paper&lt;br /&gt;towels will accumulate where the trash can was originally placed, no&lt;br /&gt;matter who sees the trash can in its new location.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                        &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; It must be amazing how much food college students waste every year&lt;br /&gt;with the whole "empty your refrigerator before you leave for break"&lt;br /&gt;policy. At Christmas, I personally threw away 5 lime popsicles, an&lt;br /&gt;entire bag of really good taquito things, Jello, Grape Jelly, Tomato&lt;br /&gt;Soup, half of a bottle of apple juice, a jar of mayonnaise, and 2 sticks&lt;br /&gt;of butter. The food in my refrigerator alone could have fed&lt;br /&gt;a small Polynesian family, never mind how much was in the hall or the&lt;br /&gt;whole campus and others like it around the country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; If there is no RD (that's Resident Director for you non-dorm livin'&lt;br /&gt;folk), and someone opens the Emergency Exit door at &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="6"&gt;6AM&lt;/st1:time&gt;, the Incredibly&lt;br /&gt;Loud Alarm that they have installed (I have no doubt that that's the&lt;br /&gt;actual product name) will go off until the doors are functional again at&lt;br /&gt;7. This makes sleep rather difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Money (heh heh, what money?), Food, and other Miscellany:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Tufts&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype&gt;University&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; is in &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Massachusetts&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;, and the &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;University&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  of &lt;st1:placename&gt;Virginia&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is not at &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Arlington&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, it is at &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Charlottesville&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; If &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; is the city that never sleeps, then &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Montgomery&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; must be the&lt;br /&gt;town that goes to bed early. Why is there nothing to do in this town&lt;br /&gt;after &lt;st1:time minute="0" hour="10"&gt;10 o'clock&lt;/st1:time&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; The word "butt" can be used as an adjective in all situations if used&lt;br /&gt;correctly. For instance, it can be "butt cold" (my personal favorite),&lt;br /&gt;one may be "butt hungry", or "butt tired". Things can even smell like&lt;br /&gt;butt. If an odor is particularly offensive and foul, yet unidentifiable,&lt;br /&gt;it is perfectly acceptable to say "This room smells like butt."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; The three best inventions known to man are (in no particular order):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) the George Foreman Grill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) AOL Instant Messenger; saves on long distance AND allows you to talk&lt;br /&gt;to people wthout even having to see them in person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Double-sided tape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; The Wal-Mart here sucks a lot of toe. The lines are long, the&lt;br /&gt;employees are mean, and no one knows where anything is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's about it- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; P.S. Just say no to Waffle House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Friends don't let friends go to Waffle House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Remember, people don't kill people, seven different types of potatoe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;kill people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114485826747071179?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114485826747071179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114485826747071179' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114485826747071179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114485826747071179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/04/tilic-pt-2.html' title='TILiC pt. 2'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114479507850236732</id><published>2006-04-11T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T19:31:52.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Learned in College</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Several years ago (back when dinosaurs ruled the earth) &lt;a href="http://valeria2431.blogspot.com"&gt;Malerie Varlowe&lt;/a&gt; decided to share with the world some of the wonderful things she learned while she was in college. These now classic emails have recently resurfaced and are now being brought to you in this leatherbound-letterbox digitally enhanced &lt;a href="http://www.thx.com/"&gt;THX&lt;/a&gt; 5.0 surround sound extended re-release (available in a two-disc set where offer qualifies-except in the U.S. and Canada). And now on with the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TILiC pt. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After surviving almost a month and a half of life away at school, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thought I might offer some words of wisdom...&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have learned:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guys vs. Girls:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;That I like guys better than girls- not just in the heterosexual&lt;br /&gt;sense&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(I've been aware of that for quite some time now...) - but just in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;general, guys tend to be cooler than girls. (sorry girls.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; That although guys are usually better than girls, they can send some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;really nasty e-mail- not naming any names (Ed, Drew, Sean, &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Gary&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;... the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;list goes on)&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; That sometimes you just need a girl friend to talk to- usually to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;complain about guys and how stupid they are. (sorry guys.)&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;School and Classes:&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, going to class usually helps...&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Someone, somewhere is making a fortune off of textbooks- how do I get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in on a piece of that action? Think about it. Go ahead, do the math. The&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;majority of you are in college now, you should be able to handle this.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; No matter what your major is or how much you love it, you will think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to yourself "Why am I doing this again?" at least once. This question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;may be proceeded by a cuss word (or 2, or maybe even more...)&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Organization (that's right- I'M going to tell you about organization):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; It all goes to hell in a handbasket (excuse the expression) after&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the first week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;And for those of you who somehow manage to keep your rooms spotlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;clean ALL the time- you know who you are- you suck and I hate you. :-)&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Plastic is a beautiful thing, especially if you tend to drop&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;things like I do.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dorm Life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Fire alarms DO go off at &lt;st1:time hour="16" minute="0"&gt;4 o'clock&lt;/st1:time&gt; in the morning. Just a genereral&lt;br /&gt;word&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of advice: when this happens, put on shoes before you leave the dorm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;because no matter how close the fire station is, it will take them at&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;least 20 minutes to arrive.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;It always smells funny in the bathroom...&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; To the guy who was standing naked in front of the 3rd floor bathroom&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;window in Searcy- and for anyone else who may think this is an okay&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thing to do- yeah, the glass is frosted, but you're not invisible...&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That's all I'm going to say.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; People do have sex, and yes, sometimes you can hear them. Let's move&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on, shall we...&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; If there's a tornado on the first Wednesday of the month, we all die.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Do not leave Chinese food out in your room for any extended period of&lt;br /&gt;time... it tends to smell like old sweat socks. (heh, heh. Guess how I&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;learned that...)&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Money (heh heh, what money?), Food, and other Miscellany:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Working is not usually a cool way to spend an evening, but it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;definitely necessary sometimes. This is not a concept I dealt with in&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;high school.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Here lately when people e-mail me or write to me asking if I need&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;anything, I'm REALLY tempted to say "no, just send cash..." This is not the way to keep friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; This state has an un-healthy obsession with Waffle House. Even the&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;governor talks about it...&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Sam Walton (for the culturally illiterate, Sam Walton is the founder&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of Sam's Club and Wal-Mart) was a genius. No doubt about it.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; I am most definitely a big city girl. &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Montgomery&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; is not even that&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;small, but it's definitely not &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Houston&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;That's about it-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114479507850236732?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114479507850236732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114479507850236732' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114479507850236732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114479507850236732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/04/things-i-learned-in-college.html' title='Things I Learned in College'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114476264188906397</id><published>2006-04-11T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T06:39:33.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Must Be Trippin'...</title><content type='html'>...down memory &lt;a href="http://www.laneblog.net"&gt;lane&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well everyone has been getting all nostalgic on some of their blogs lately especially my sister &lt;a href="http://svcltch.blogspot.com"&gt;The Bean&lt;/a&gt;. Reading about some of that stuff got me thinking about several memories of my own that I thought I would share. But before we get into that, let me first share a picture of &lt;a href="http://svcltch.blogspot.com"&gt;The Bean&lt;/a&gt; with the black eye that she wrote about in her post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/emilyblackeye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/emilyblackeye.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that was a nasty one. If God had intended for us to look like that he wouldn't have created softball gloves (Right Em?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://peuapeu.blogspot.com"&gt;Scooter&lt;/a&gt; told a story the other day about the "Travelin' Damn Gypsy Show" and I have one similar (in the vein of little kids repeating what they hear...or in this case think they hear) that I would like to share. Let me first preface this story by saying that my father is a wonderful Dad and was always great to all of us kids. When I was little epsecially when I would do silly things he would call me this certain name (again I stress NEVER BEING MEAN, just being that funny dad kind of guy) and I never really paid much attention to it. Well at some point in elementary school it came time to get ready for Open House, and so we had all our little kiddie profiles on the bulletin board in the hallway. Well under my profile it had listed: "Nickname: Shifter Brains". Oh, the horror my parents experienced when they stood in the hall with all the other parents and read that. Because what my little elementary ears didn't catch those times that my dad called me that, was that he was actually saying "Shit for Brains". Now I know that sounds like a horrible thing for a dad to say to a kid, but you just have to know my dad, and his sense of humor. Needless to say Ma and Pa M were mortified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked breakfast for the youth today (as a part of our "Holy Crap it's Holy Week" celebration) and we made pancakes, well seeing the big bowl of butter sitting on the counter brought me to our next memory. Do you (&lt;a href="http://www.huntingdon.edu"&gt;HC&lt;/a&gt;/DoL crew) remember when the girls "buttered"&lt;a href="http://www.laneblog.net"&gt;Mr. H&lt;/a&gt;'s windshield? He was late leaving town to go somewhere and came outside to find his windows with butter on them. Being the resourceful cat that he is, &lt;a href="http://www.laneblog.net"&gt;Mr. H&lt;/a&gt; used paper towels and cold water to get the butter off, only it didn't do anything except make a haze over his windshield that couldn't be seen through. So after driving Ace Ventura style down through Cloverdale to &lt;a href="http://www.fumcmontgomery.org"&gt;FUMC&lt;/a&gt; he went and finally got it off with scalding hot water (from the coffee maker I believe). Good times.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/AceVentura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/AceVentura.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://svcltch.blogspot.com"&gt;The Bean&lt;/a&gt; also mentioned the Morgan Academy-After Prom Breakfast. While there are quite a few memories that go with that, the one I think of is the weekend before when we went to Dothan to practice the songs for that FIRST EVER DoL performance. We spent the entire weekend not sleeping, playing loud music in the church sanctuary, and eating at &lt;a href="http://valeria2431.blogspot.com"&gt;Malerie's&lt;/a&gt; favorite restaurant &lt;a href="http://www.wafflehouse.com/"&gt;Waffle House&lt;/a&gt;. That was a ROUGH weekend. This isn't really that great a memory to share unless you were there, but the 4 of us that were know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And FINALLY. Do any of you people remember "Things I Learned in College"? I still have all of them on my computer and with the &lt;a href="http://valeria2431.blogspot.com"&gt;author&lt;/a&gt;'s permission I may share them with you in the next week or so (as a filler to my sometimes sporadic blogging). There was even a version known as "Things I Learned on Road Rules", this version catered to a much smaller audience, but quality nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, well that's enough for now. I've got to get back to working, and making preparations for the rest of "Holy Crap it's Holy Week". Later dudes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114476264188906397?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114476264188906397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114476264188906397' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114476264188906397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114476264188906397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-must-be-trippin.html' title='I Must Be Trippin&apos;...'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114455088011989921</id><published>2006-04-08T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T19:48:00.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Come a Long Way Baby!</title><content type='html'>And while we aren't all the way out of the woods just yet, things are improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new baby, Ali, has been sick all week. Early in the week it was diagnosed as pneumonia, but on Friday when she hadn't gotten any better the diagnosis changed to the possibility of a virus (namely &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=distemper"&gt;"distemper"&lt;/a&gt;). The distemper virus is not treatable in dogs and lead to death. This has been VERY hard news to deal with, especially only having had her for a week. The prognosis late yesterday afternoon was that the doctor is not ruling out the distemper but isn't entirely convinced that is what it is. We are watching her and will see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/101_0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/101_0605.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a positive note. Today Ali has been almost like a brand new dog. She has barely coughed all day, has been running and playing, and generally just had her spirits up. I might add though, thanks to the steroid shot the doc gave her, she has been peeing an extra special amount, and not so much outside as in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep Ali in your prayers (those of you like us whose dogs are you "children" especially) and I'll keep you updated on the progress. Now go love on your dogs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114455088011989921?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114455088011989921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114455088011989921' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114455088011989921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114455088011989921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/04/weve-come-long-way-baby.html' title='We&apos;ve Come a Long Way Baby!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114433174866650227</id><published>2006-04-06T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T06:55:48.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Week and Kudos Mr. Goldman</title><content type='html'>I don't really have a lot to say this morning. It's kind of been one of those weeks. Nothing terribly bad has happened, but it's been really busy so it feels that much more like I'm just kind of stuck in the middle of "blah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali has pneumonia so we are working on getting that taken care of, because we obviously want her to feel better and be happy and playful again. Not to mention it would be nice if she didn't do her "little doggie dog cough/honk/hack routine" at 4 in the morning anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a WAY lot of money on fixing my car this week. On one level that makes me unhappy because we used tax return $$$ to pay for it, when in reality we would have liked to have done something cool like go to the beach , or buy a bigger bed. But in the reality of where we live and what we have going on...you gotta have a car. So I guess I'll be thankful that we had tax money to pay for it, instead of having to use "real money".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's all said and done I have things really good. I'm really not complaining in this post I'm just hitting you with wha has been going on. Now for something really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.m90.org/index.php?id=13966"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt;. And then find a reason to complain when your arms are sore from working out or lifting too much stuff. (Does any of the HC crew remember the time I typed on my computer with my feet?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114433174866650227?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114433174866650227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114433174866650227' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114433174866650227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114433174866650227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/04/busy-week-and-kudos-mr-goldman.html' title='Busy Week and Kudos Mr. Goldman'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114411321232401534</id><published>2006-04-03T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T18:13:32.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Now Ruled By Two Women!</title><content type='html'>We now have a puppy! I hear they turn into dogs eventually, but for the time being she is a puppy. She is beautiful, and her name is Ali (pronounced "alley"--but don't be fooled she is "the greatest"). According to lady from the Humane Shelter, Ali is a part Dachshund, part Terrier mix. I don't see any Dachshund in her, but regardless she is definitely the new "ruler of the roost".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/101_0618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/101_0618.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114411321232401534?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114411321232401534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114411321232401534' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114411321232401534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114411321232401534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-now-ruled-by-two-women.html' title='I Am Now Ruled By Two Women!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114383468722209957</id><published>2006-03-31T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T11:51:27.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Like it is Supposed to Be.</title><content type='html'>I'm sure I ruffled a lot of feathers yesterday with my post about the word "Liberal", and while I am not apologizing for what I wrote, I do hope that anyone who doesn't understand or would like more clarification will open lines of dialogue with me. I love talking, learning, and growing and that's how we do that, by sharing in each other's views and experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote, a long time ago, a &lt;a href="http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/09/church-outside-box.html"&gt;blog post&lt;/a&gt; about starting "my own" church. In light of yesterday's post some people might be praying very fervently for me at this reminder. But that is not the point of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is very simply: Why doesn't "church" do the stuff that Jesus called us to do? Now don't get wrong there are a LOT of churches out there doing very good things for many people all around the world. My problem is with "church" as an institution. It seems that christians spend so much time going to church, having perfect attendance, wearing the right clothes, joining a supper club, teaching a sunday school class, volunteering to mow the church yard, bringing a dish to the potluck luncheon, or any number of a hundred other things that we do in church? How much of that really matters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminded of a story that Donald Miller wrote about in "Blue Like Jazz", where he talks about the formation of the church that he attended in Portland, Oregon. This church, &lt;a href="http://www.imagodeicommunity.com/imago/index.jsp"&gt;Imago Dei&lt;/a&gt;, was started with a small group of about  8 that grew to 30 or so depending on what was happening (worship vs. prayer etc...). On the prayer nights the turn out was much smaller, as Miller states "It felt like an AA meeting gone bad." Long story short, the pastor shows up one night and tells them that he has been convicted that the church should take a much more missional approach in it's existence. They should purposely befriend people who were different from them. And this wasn't to be done in order to trick them into coming to their church. Simply put, they were to "love people just because they exist". As he puts it in the book, they were to love all people-"homeless people and Gothic people and gays and fruit nuts." If the subject of church came up then they could talk about Imago, but until then, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very basically the point was to love people because that is what God called us to do, mission and desire to help others and do stuff for them comes naturally when we choose to love other people. "Churchy" kinds of things will all happen naturally when we love for the sake of loving the same way God loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book the small groups starts praying that God will help them to learn to live this way, and show them people that needed to be loved (not just the ones that were like them, but ALL of them). Eventually through this unconditional love of others the church has grown to about 500 members or more, and it is a very diverse and eclectic gathering of people all seeking to bask in the glow of God's love for ALL his children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my prayer today for MYSELF first and foremost because I don't love everyone the way I should, and I'm critical of people that are different from me. I mock those who I think are "funny" or different. For this I am very wrong. And I am someone very much in need of not only God's forgiveness of my behaviors, but more importantly His willingness to teach me to love everyone and let the ministry happen as a result of loving. To my friends, family and others who have been around as I have mocked and been unloving I apologize. If I have hurt you I am certainly sorry, or if I haven't but have been a bad example or a poor representative of the God that I love then for that I am even more sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;Please show me how to love all people the way you love me. Show me those who are hurting and need to be befriended. Take away my selfishness and smart aleck attitudes so that I can get out of the way and you can be the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114383468722209957?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114383468722209957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114383468722209957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114383468722209957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114383468722209957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/03/church-like-it-is-supposed-to-be.html' title='Church Like it is Supposed to Be.'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114373734337657402</id><published>2006-03-30T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T14:32:06.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberal. To you it might be an ugly word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Thanks to a brief and somewhat muddled (on my behalf) conversation I had yesterday with &lt;a href="http://asteadystream.blogspot.com"&gt;"Mr. B to the G"&lt;/a&gt;, I have started thinking about the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liberal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look up the word in the &lt;a href="http://www.dictionary.com"&gt;dictionary&lt;/a&gt; you get the following:&lt;br /&gt;Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Not limited to or by established, traditional, orthodox, or authoritarian attitudes, views, or dogmas; free from bigotry&lt;br /&gt;2. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Favoring proposals for reform, open to new ideas for progress, and tolerant of the ideas and behavior of                     others; broad-minded&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-designating, or characteristic of a political party founded on or associated with principles of social and                     political liberalism, especially in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Great Britain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;United States&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;II.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-Tending to give freely; generous: &lt;cite&gt;a liberal benefactor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;III.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; -Not strict or literal; loose      or approximate: &lt;cite&gt;a liberal translation.&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much of what goes on in America especially politics and religion tends to be based on the terms conservative and liberal. Republicans are conservative, Democrats are liberal, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts over the last day or so have led me to wonder: AmI a liberal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as politics go I would be considered a liberal because my political beliefs align with those of the &lt;a href="http://www.democrats.org"&gt;Democratic party&lt;/a&gt;. That is the easy part to weigh out. The part where the question of are you a liberal becomes more cloudy is the question of liberal vs. conservative when it comes to religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I go by this part of the  definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not limited to or by established, traditional, orthodox, or authoritarian attitudes, views, or dogmas; free from bigotry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yes you might consider me a religious liberal. I believe that a lot of the things that we do in the "church" (read here as organized Christianity) aren't the reasons we should be Christians, and they aren't the most important parts of our faith. I believe you don't have to be dressed up to go to church, God doesn't care what you are wearing. I believe that the Bible, while it was inspired by God, was written by man during a specific time in history a lot of which doesn't apply to our lives today. In my honest opinion if you take the Ten Commandments and everything that Jesus said, you have the parts of the Bible that you "need". The rest of it is stories and advice that came from people who were following God and serving God, but it was not directly God. Now don't get me wrong I am not saying you should ignore the other parts of the Bible, I believe we can read them and learn from those stories (and that we should). I don't believe that the Bible tells people not to have pre-marital sex (nor do I believe that people should just run around having all the sex they want either...it was created for real love between a man and a woman), it talks about sexual immorality, and not having sex with animals and that sort of thing, but nowhere have I found anything that says if you are not married you should not have sex. I believe that you don't have to "attend church" to have a fulfilling relationship with God. We need fellowship and community, but it doesn't neccessarily have to come from church. Some of these beliefs if made public in my place of employment could very well be a big problem for a LOT of people. I believe a big problem that Christians encounter that holds them back from a real relationship with Jesus is the struggles they have with the "legalistic" side of faith ("you can't do this..., you are wrong if you think this..., etc...) it creates a guilt cycle that keeps us from having an open and honest relationship with our Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the other thing about who is liberal and who is not. Context. Your context absolutely paints which way you lean. In the south and specifically in Millbrook, Al. I am probably considered by others a liberal. If I were to move to San Francisco I might be considered as fundamentalist as they come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other part of the definition of Liberal states:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;    -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Favoring proposals for reform, open to new ideas for progress, and tolerant of the ideas and behavior of others; broad-minded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a believer in reform. I believe that change and positivity comes from getting outside of our comfort zones in order to do what is needed and ultimately important. I am tolerant of the ideas and behaviors of other people, provided they are not infringing on the rights of others. I may not agree with other people but I am tolerant of the fact that we are all allowed to have our own views (like many of you who will probably totally throw me under the bus for this post). I can't help but think being "broad minded" is good. If we are closed minded we are really only serving our own needs and thoughts and as best I remember Jesus didn't call us to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap up this post I want to clarify a few things. I am in NO WAY attacking conservatives (remember that tolerant thing I talked about), the idea of conservatism, or anything similar. I am also convinced that for me in my life there is only on true God and he is the one who makes up the holy trinity (father, son, holy spirit). I believe the Bible is KEY in our faith, and we should use it. I believe there is no one person more right than another, and I absolutely sit in no seat of judgement over anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is a departure from my usual silly mindless ways, but as I said my good friend &lt;a href="http://asteadystream.blogspot.com"&gt;B2G&lt;/a&gt; got me thinking and I wanted to get some thoughts out. Comment away.&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/7409294-114373734337657402?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114373734337657402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114373734337657402' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114373734337657402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114373734337657402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/03/liberal-to-you-it-might-be-ugly-word.html' title='Liberal. To you it might be an ugly word.'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114367251666897375</id><published>2006-03-29T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T14:48:36.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got BEER in my blood!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now before you go calling poison control. Let me explain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Conversing with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://www.svcltch.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Bean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; earlier this afternoon I learn, as she has been studying our families history, that she has made an amazing discovery. My great-great-grandfather on my dad's side was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brewmaster"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;brewmaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oscar Julius Ruh was President of Albert Schwill &amp; Co. and the Advance Milling Co. he was given the title of Grandseigneur of American Malting and was the Dean of American Maltsters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Albert Schwill &amp;amp; Co. was at one time one of the largest manufacturers of malt in the world. Eventually Albert Schwill &amp; Co. was bought out by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://www.falstaffbrewing.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Falstaff Brewing Co.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; of St. Louis, Missouri. Falstaff was one of the earliest brewing companies in the U.S. and after managing to survive prohibition received Federal Permit Number1 to resume brewing beer. After a long and rich history of brewing beer and at one point outselling Anheuser-Busch 6to1, things began to decline for Falstaff Brewing Co. and eventually they would be taken over by what is today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://www.pabst.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pabst Brewing Co.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/pbrlogo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/200/pbrlogo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I guess you could say that I am "beer royalty" of sorts. I always knew there was something deeper in my love for the golden deliciousness of barley and hops, than just a tendency towards becoming an alcoholic. I LOVE beer, and I guess I now have an excuse it's in my blood. Now as long I don't end up looking Homer Simpson I will be fine. Next time you are out and ordering up a cool frosty one, make it a PBR and don't forget to toast my great-great-grandfather O.J. Ruh! Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114367251666897375?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114367251666897375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114367251666897375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114367251666897375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114367251666897375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-got-beer-in-my-blood.html' title='I&apos;ve got BEER in my blood!!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114351566652969350</id><published>2006-03-27T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T19:14:26.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta DAAAAAAA!!!</title><content type='html'>Ladies gentlemen. It is my extreme honor to welcome to the blogging world my most wonderful and beautiful wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can locate her blog &lt;a href="http://www.lauramielke.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Be sure to check it out and welcome her with all your great witty comments (but be nice, or I'll come after you--I know you aren't really scared, but pretend for my benefit...ok?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114351566652969350?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114351566652969350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114351566652969350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114351566652969350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114351566652969350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/03/ta-daaaaaaa.html' title='Ta DAAAAAAA!!!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114349525210827970</id><published>2006-03-27T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T15:06:02.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming to you live...</title><content type='html'>...and in living color from MY VERY OWN HOME!! That's right boys and girls. Mr. and Mrs. Muffin now officially have the ability to be on the internet at home. Thanks to Mrs. Muffin's father we have our computer, and thanks to the fine folks at &lt;a href="www.charter.com"&gt;Charter&lt;/a&gt; we have highspeed internet. I don't have much more than that to post at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/101_0592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114349525210827970?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114349525210827970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114349525210827970' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114349525210827970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114349525210827970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/03/coming-to-you-live.html' title='Coming to you live...'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114314463661409328</id><published>2006-03-23T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T12:10:36.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Merits of Piracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/Pirates01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/Pirates01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;The debate is a couple of days old, but due to some personal issues that had to be dealt with, I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt; just now getting a chance to fairly get in my points on why pirates are so much bet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;ter than ninjas. All of you dirty ninja lovers need to wise up and realize that pirates are real, ninjas are hollywood fancy. Below you will find a list of reasons (some of which have been reused and updated from my comments on &lt;a href="http://www.lanedavis.us"&gt;Mr. H's blog&lt;/a&gt;) why Pirates are so much better than ninjas, and why if you don't join up under the "Jolly Roger" you'll be left to Davey Jones' locker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;-Pirates get to travel the high seas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; and see many places (it's like the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; Navy with wenches). What do ninjas do? They sneak around like a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; bunch of school kids playing hide-and-seek, hoping not to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pirates don't have to bathe, and we all know that (especially &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;if you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; a male) that being dirty is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; fun. Ninjas have to spend ridiculous amounts of time bathing and making their smell neutral for all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; their pansy sneaking around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pirates get to spend lots of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; drunk, especially on the job, and let's be honest who doesn't want to be drunk at work sometimes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;-Pirates have tattoos, ninjas can't have tattoos because that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; "slimming" black outfit covers them up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pirates don't have to get haircuts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; who's gonna tell you to get one? Nobody, because you are a pirate and you will stab them. Ninjas have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; to spend petty time on haircuts because they have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; wear a hood (unless you have a very "unmanly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; ponytail a la Steven Seagal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pirates don't have to be sneaky like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; ninjas, they can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;'t just shoot someone with a gun, it saves time and energy. It is better from a PR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; (pirate relations) standpoint too, people just aren't that scared of something they can't see (unless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; they are little girls, and then who should be scared of a ninja who is best qualified to scare little girls).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; -Pirates don't have to spend the money on dental work that ninjas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; do (especially the ninjas that are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; stupid enough to try and catch bullets with their teeth), their money is spent on more important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; things, like hook hands, wenches, and rum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Did I mention that pirates get to drink ALL THE TIME??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pirates have awesome names ('Black Beard', 'One-Eyed Bart',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; 'Steve the Pirate', 'Cap'n Hook'), ninja's not only don't have cool names, but they don't have a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; ranking system either, they are basically 'ninja 1' 'ninja 2' or the occasional 'red ninja'. (captain, etc...see Navy comment again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;-Pirates can be used as mascots for sports teams (Pittsburgh Pirates,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; etc…) no one ever calls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; their team the “New Jersey Ninja’s”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;-Ninjas are way down the ladder from pirates when it comes to fashion. Pirates are bold, dashing and not afraid to express themselves with clothes. Ninjas wear their pajamas for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;-Pirates exist in the real world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Seaborne piracy against transport vessels remains a significant problem (with estimated worldwide losses of $13 to $16 billion USDper year), particularly in the waters between the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pacific_Ocean" title="Pacific Ocean"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;Pacific&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indian_Ocean" title="Indian Ocean"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;Indian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Strait_of_Malacca" title="Strait of Malacca"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; oceans, and specifically in the straits of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Strait_of_Malacca" title="Strait of Malacca"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;Malacca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Singapore" title="Singapore"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which are used by over 50,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; commercial ships a year. While boats off the coasts of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_America" title="South America"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;South America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the Mediterranean Sea are still molested by pirates, the advent of the U.S. Coast Guard has nearly eradicated piracy in American waters and the Caribbean Sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/WORLD/africa/11/12/pirate.mothership/index.html"&gt;Or here for example&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;No one has newstories about ninjas. Why is that? Oh yeah because they aren't a real threat to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;-Modern day pirates are very hip and cool. For example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/keith_richards2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/keith_richards2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/littlesteven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/littlesteven.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:9;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/jack_sparrow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/jack_sparrow2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously what have we been offered in the way of a "real live" ninja?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy ----&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/Chuck%20Norris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/Chuck%20Norris.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so. I hope this sharing of what is good about pirates and why they are better than ninjas has helped you to see the error of your ways (in particular Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. H and their misguided extended family). If not, then it doesn't really matter because your opinion of pirates don't really bother them anyhow. They are either too drunk to care, or they are busy "stealin' your booty and runnin' yers through with me cutlass"&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/7409294-114314463661409328?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114314463661409328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114314463661409328' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114314463661409328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114314463661409328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/03/on-merits-of-piracy.html' title='On the Merits of Piracy'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114296548213677939</id><published>2006-03-21T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T10:24:42.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates and Ninjas</title><content type='html'>While I disagree with his view of the subject my good friend "Mr. H" wrote what I believe to be one of the funniest posts I've read in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find it &lt;a href="http://lanedavis.us/Blog/Blog/ADB52F96-B972-49DE-9CF2-84A2336B083A.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a firm believer that pirates are way cooler than ninja's, and might be persuaded to expound upon that belief (more so than I did in "Mr. H's" comments section) if you really care. Though I suspect you don't really, and that's fine. Enjoy "Mr. H's" biased ramblings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114296548213677939?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114296548213677939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114296548213677939' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114296548213677939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114296548213677939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/03/pirates-and-ninjas.html' title='Pirates and Ninjas'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114278699851596803</id><published>2006-03-19T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T08:49:58.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Learned While Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well the move is ALMOST done. Not all the way done, but almost. We still have to go this afternoon and get some odds and ends, clean out the refrigerator (I am SOOO NOT looking forward to this), and clean up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here are some things I learned in the course of moving this weekend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-The man that runs the U-Haul desk at the Shell Station across from Frazer UMC LOVES HIS JOB. He was the happiest guy. And in his Indian accent him calling me "my man" was way too funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-Yes you DO need a Venti sized Starbucks (pick your own flavor) before you move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-You can throw a washing machine down a full flight of concrete stairs, but I don't recommend you do what I did (become "SuperNick" and decide you are going to catch the falling washer).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-If Mrs. Muffin had a foot for every shoe she owns I probably wouldn't have married her, that would have been unnatural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-Whoever invented the floors system (second, third, etc...) should really be dragged out in the street and kicked around a little while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-There is enough extra lint under the washer and dryer to make a quilt (YUCK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-People who live across the hall from you and who are going to "miss you so much", but yet didn't even know you were moving until your house was already empy make me roll my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, I'm sure I learned more than that, and I'll share it later. I may have pics when I get in to work in the morning. Peace dudes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114278699851596803?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114278699851596803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114278699851596803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114278699851596803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114278699851596803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/03/things-i-learned-while-moving.html' title='Things I Learned While Moving'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114252182155440605</id><published>2006-03-16T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T07:10:21.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the Day!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so that's not really true, "the day" is actually tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow me, my trusty 17' U-Haul moving truck, and my seasoned veteran mover friend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mr. B to the G"&lt;/span&gt; will be moving mine and Mrs. Muffin's belongings from one side of Montgomery to the other. I'm not excited about this, but at the same time I really am. I'm excited to be moving to live in a new place to have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTERNET AT HOME&lt;/span&gt;, and lots of other things. I am, however, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT EXCITED&lt;/span&gt; about carrying all of aforementioned belongings downstairs from our 2nd floor apartment (I just keep telling myself "She could have lived on the third floor"...in which case we would have had no other choice but to throw everything off the balcony and just move the not broken stuff). Hopefully it will not be too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my day today will be spent at home packing things up to be moved. I will miss out on the "blogsversations" that will take place in my absence but I am already writing in my head what I hope will be a good one for the beginning of next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See you all on the flipside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wimp.com/mishaps"&gt;Funny&lt;/a&gt; for all of my Liberal Friends, and painful for all you supporters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent &lt;a href="http://lanedavis.us/Blog/Blog/15962486-DE89-489B-BC15-195DED478F51.html"&gt;memory&lt;/a&gt; shared by Mr. H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114252182155440605?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114252182155440605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114252182155440605' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114252182155440605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114252182155440605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-is-day.html' title='Today is the Day!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114235648276397054</id><published>2006-03-14T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T09:17:58.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woke Up This Morning Got Myself A Gun...</title><content type='html'>(warning this post and others typically coming on Monday, from now on, could contain spoilers to Season 6 of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Sopranos&lt;/span&gt;--this probably doesn't really effect anyone in my readership except for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. &amp; Mrs. H&lt;/span&gt;...you have been warned)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night was the season premiere of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY ALL TIME FAVORITE TV SHOW (EVEN MORE THAN WEST WING&lt;/span&gt;...that's hard to believe I know)...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Soprano&lt;/span&gt;s!! I've been waiting 20 months since the end of the last season. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20 MONTHS&lt;/span&gt;!!! I cannot begin to tell you (most of you know) the sheer volume of things that have changed in my life in 20 months. But I digress. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sopranos&lt;/span&gt; is back with a vengence. I can tell already that this is going to be a great season filled with all the drama and, most importantly, wholesale violence that I have come to love. I will probably start writing a Monday recap of some kind, and give my various thoughts and commentary and hopefully even make it have some life application or something (think Jerry Springer "Final Thought").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week in the last 3 minutes of the episode &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TONY GETS SHOT&lt;/span&gt;!! Now you should know that Tony is the Boss of the New Jersey family. The twist is he gets shot by his Uncle Junior, currently on trial for &lt;a href="http://www.ricoact.com/ricoact/nutshell.asp"&gt;RICO statutes&lt;/a&gt;, who is becoming increasingly more senile and thinks Tony is someone who has been dead for 6 years (Little Pussy Malenga...whom Junior wanted to kill in Artie Bucco's restaurant in the very first season of the show). My guess is that this injury to Tony is going to put him in the hospital for a few weeks and throw the family into a leadership stir that is going to test Christopher's (Tony's nephew and heir apparent) abilities to fill the bosses shoes, and also get some of those who are hungry for the "big chair" a little more ambitious. We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for those of you who didn't care about that last part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving this Friday and until yesterday afternoon you would not have know because we haven't packed a single thing. We are starting to get it going now, and it is amazing how a little thing like taking all the pictures down can make all the difference in how a home feels (settled vs. transitional). Hopefully this will be a smooth move. I've told several people the nice part is we are moving across town and not to another city or state, so the packing can be a little more relaxed (e.g. stuff that is in drawers will stay there and the drawers will just be taken out driven across town and put back where they came from...we don't have to pack every single thing we own into a box).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to give a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; shout out to Luke "The Music Man", for when I got to work this morning I had 4 full CD's loaded with music that I can add to my ever growing music library!! I love music so much it was really like a great Christmas surprise! Thanks Luke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; finished &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blue Like Jazz&lt;/span&gt; this weekend (I started about 6 months ago and then took a sabbatical halfway through) and it really is good. I have more thoughts about it that I will publish soon, but one big thing that stood out to me was his (Donald Miller) talk of the formation of the church he attends Imago Dei. He said the pastor gathered everyone and said we aren't going to be a church with something to sell, we are going to love people because they need to be loved. If God comes up, then He comes up, but we are going to love people because that is what we are called to do. We need much more of this in the church. We need to just flat out LOVE PEOPLE. It doesn't matter if they are gay, communist, Osama BL, straight, chinese, conservative, hippie, goth, liberal, poor, black, white, rich, redneck, etc... God's message will get out on it's own if we can just get past ourselves and love people because they are people and that's what Jesus did was love on people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also really like Miller's statements about how, regardless of whether you are liberal or conservative, you politics and your religion should be SEPERATE. This seems like it comes up a lot more on the conservative side of things, but I know it is a liberal problem too. I am a liberal in both politics and religious things, but I would hope that I can keep these two arenas seperate from one another, but I am afraid that to this point I haven't done a good enough job of that (much more on this coming soon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to do some real work now, but I could post on and on. This week is hectic because of the move, but I will try to get some more of these swirling thoughts down ASAP. Enjoy your week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick's Pick of the Week: Do yourself a favor and very quickly get to a Starbucks and have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Marble Mocha Macchiato"&lt;/span&gt; (I prefer the biggest one they have--and if I could super size it I would), even if you don't like coffee (a problem thank God I don't have) I think you would like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114235648276397054?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114235648276397054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114235648276397054' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114235648276397054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114235648276397054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/03/woke-up-this-morning-got-myself-gun.html' title='Woke Up This Morning Got Myself A Gun...'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114184191111560025</id><published>2006-03-08T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T06:34:31.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I Persuade You of Several Things?</title><content type='html'>1) &lt;a href="http://www.valeria2431.blogspot.com/"&gt;Malerie Varlowe&lt;/a&gt; is going to deduct a gigantuan amount of points from me for borrowing her blog concept. But hey someone once said "blog concept theft is the sincerest form of flattery" (I think Will Ferrell said that, or maybe it was Voltaire...who knows).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs. H&lt;/span&gt; is possibly going to take issue with point number 3 (hang tight it's coming right), and that's cool because she has been a big help to me lately with this particular thought process whether she knows it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally...the big dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; know what I am going to be when I grow up! That's right I have spent quite a lot of time praying, researching, and trying to decide what is the best fit for my interests, and while for a long time Law School was the front runner I have decided to go a different route. I am going to be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Public Administrator&lt;/span&gt;. Starting this summer (pending some freak acceptance problem-which I have been assured won't happen) I will begin the Masters in Public Administration Program. This program will be a natural fit to the work that I have been doing thus far in the church (working with different age groups, leadership, planning and organizing, etc...), and will also give me a wide variety of options upon completion (non-profit organizations, government, and so on). As I stated before I have spent a lot of time going over different options and scenarios in my head about what I wanted to do, and as I've gone through this process I just seem to be pointed in this direction and I am very excited about it. I am still going to take the LSAT this summer (seeing as I have already paid for it and everything) and who knows maybe I'll get a perfect score and someone will pay me money to go to law school just for kicks (YEAH RIGHT). Anyhow, life is good and it's always a good feeling to have a direction and be confident in that. (Did I mention that because my GPA was good enough I don't have to take the GRE or MAT in order to be admitted and start the program?...This is another major blessing because now I don't have to sweat the math section). So I guess now in about 2 1/2 years you will have to start referring to me as "Master" since I will have a "Masters Degree"...I mean hey it works for Doctors. Why not Masters too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought I'd share my excitement. Now let the point deductions begin! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114184191111560025?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114184191111560025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114184191111560025' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114184191111560025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114184191111560025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/03/can-i-persuade-you-of-several-things.html' title='Can I Persuade You of Several Things?'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114166474156077647</id><published>2006-03-06T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T09:07:17.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're having/had a BABY!!</title><content type='html'>Now before you get too far ahead of yourselves, we are not pregnant nor do we have plans to be anytime soon. With that small disclaimer out of the way I proceed with the "baby news".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/compy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/compy.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first. Saturday night we GOT A COMPUTER!! "Mrs. Muffin's" father whom we will now refer to as "Sherm Goldie" bought us a computer. After a marathon process of "deal hunting, and Test Guy (store name changed to protect the corporate) store associate harassment" we came home with this little gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/q2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/q2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the day on Saturday we wound up out at &lt;a href="http://www.petsmart.com/ps/main.jsp"&gt;PetSmart&lt;/a&gt; (my personal fave when it comes to all your pet supply needs) to check out the Montgomery Humane Society's Saturday adoption&lt;br /&gt;round up. Well after "Mrs. Muffin" had some good quality cuddle time with a cocker spaniel puppy we left the store and started a dialogue about the possibilities of apartment living and dog ownership. (Any of you who know me fairly well know that you wouldn't have to do any convincing to get me to have any kind of dog any time....I LOVE DOGS!!--Previously however the Mrs. has not been so easily persuaded) After some discussions about "Mrs. Muffin" being off work for the summer, etc...we decided that as soon as school is out we are getting a dog (hence the other part of "we're having a baby").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward back to Saturday night in the store at Test Guy: While standing up front talking to "Sherm Goldie" (we were waiting on "Mrs. Muffin's 13 year old sister "Cowgirl W" to come up front and pay for her purchases) and this is how the conversation plays out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs. Muffin:&lt;/span&gt; "Dad we have some exciting news, we're getting a baby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directors Note:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at this point "Sherm Goldie" lit up like the New Mexico desert during a night time nuclear tes&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherm Goldie:&lt;/span&gt; (VERY EXCITEDLY) "You're pregnant!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs. Muffin&lt;/span&gt;: "What? No. Dad, come on do you really think we would announce something like that to you while standing in line at Test Guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherm Goldie:&lt;/span&gt; (dejectedly) "OH, well that's great honey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/q1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/q1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some other fun moments during the course of our Test Guy adventure, but the ultimate result is that we have a computer (although we won't get internet until we move, so you weekend blog haters out there can keep on harrassing for another two weeks), and we are getting a dog AS SOON as "Mrs. Muffin" gets out of school for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cutie shown in the pictures here are of "Mrs. Muffin's parents new puppy "Q"...she is a Maltese and is AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114166474156077647?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114166474156077647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114166474156077647' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114166474156077647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114166474156077647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/03/were-havinghad-baby.html' title='We&apos;re having/had a BABY!!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114132446583636918</id><published>2006-03-02T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T10:35:52.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Letter Blog Writer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/red.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Since I am too slow) Read my post right below this one then go and read &lt;a href="http://www.loveliberal1213.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mrs. W's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (sorry M that's what happens when you partner with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mr. H"&lt;/span&gt;--even if it does seem like you are the "First Lady") blog. She said everything I was going to, so there's not much point in me trying to do the same. One day I'll write something good and then I too will have a great comment/discussion that we can all enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114132446583636918?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114132446583636918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114132446583636918' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114132446583636918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114132446583636918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/03/red-letter-blog-writer.html' title='Red Letter Blog Writer'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114071519314188014</id><published>2006-02-23T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T09:19:53.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick's Blog-a-lotta Nothing Post</title><content type='html'>Ok, so there is tons going on right now, and most of it doesn't really matter. I'm going to let you in on all this and maybe it will incite just the flurry of comments I need to get this trainwreck of a blog back on track (which is most definitely over DUE--I cried in horrific shame when I realized what I had done).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's the spin the wheel (imagine the wheel as a low-grade not quite so cool "God Machine") and see where we land...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....tick, tick, tick, DING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol-Yes, friends. I'm addicted to American Idol. Now I can honestly say I've never watched this show before this year. I may have had a glimpse here and there of those who were in it and I did see the finale of last season (although in my defense it was while eating dinner at Wing's on a TV from across the room that was on mute). Mrs. Muffin (all credit to Mr. H's wife on the naming here) is a HUGE Idol fan and she got me started on this new one and it's great. I find myself being rather snobbish towards people singing when in fact I can't really do that myself. I'm cheering for the good guys/gals and hoping already that certain people meet such fates at falling down or perhaps sneezing (Mr. H style) in the midst of their performance thus leading to a complete breakdown.  For all those that I have mocked over the years for watching this show I am sorry.  And we spin again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tick, tick, tick, DING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging-A topic near and dear to all of our hearts (by "our" I guess I mean those of you willing to read this drivel). My blog has plenty of ups and downs. Somedays (like once I think) I'm full of all kinds of stuff that I want to write about (usuall happens when I'm not anywhere near a computer) and it doesn't happen. Then when I do sit down to write something it's like trying open a can of beans with a pair of scissors (you'll get there eventually but probably say a lot of bad words, break nice fruit bowl, and end up bleeding at some point) in order to get something down. Why does my blog torment me so? Is it because I want to be so witty and funny that my friends are always wondering what I'll say next? Is it because I want to write deep thoughts that wow you with my superior intellect? Or is it because I just like to write? It's all of the above. What I need to do is forget the first few things and just stick to the "like to write" part. Well let's not beleaguer the point here let's spin on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tick, tick, tick, DING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vice-President Shot A Guy In THE FACE-Old news, I know. The best part of the whole thing is that after the "shot-in-the-face-guy" gets out of the hospital...nay while he's still standing outside the doors of the hospital with his bruised yellow, shot up face...HE APOLOGIZES TO THE VP for all the trouble this has caused!!! I don't say this very often, but WTF!!!????!!!??? Let me go back and recap this whole thing. VP mistakes a 6 foot tall 78 year old white male for a quail (typically small enough to be hidden in tall grass) and shoots him in the face and chest with birdshot from a shotgun. The shot results in a trip to the hospital where part of the birdshot lodged in his body travels to the heart and causes him to have a heart attack. In the mean time the VP decides not to tell anyone about this "incident" for a couple days. And the "shot-in-the-face-guy" is the one doing the  apologizing? Needless to say this leaves room for plenty of "Cheney's Got A Gun" song references, but when it comes down to it the moral of the story is this...Some say "Don't Mess With Texas" (which is where this all took place I might add), but the reality of it is "Don't Mess With Cheney With A Shotgun While In Texas"...and the wheels keeps spinning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tick, tick, tick, DING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV JUNKIES UNITE!-I never used to be a TV Junkie, but the first step in addiction is admitting you have a problem. The tell-tale step in this problem manifested itself when my mother-in-law (we'll call her JMary) "filmed" the first episode of a new TV show for me to watch and I stopped before I watched it and actually said "I've got too many other shows I watch right now I don't have time for another one (and I said this while taking into account several new shows that are about to start in March not the least of which is THE SOPRANOS...I can hardly contain myself). It's like my friend "Frank" said the other day when invited out to a dinner/b'day party with a bunch of people he didn't really know; "You know I'm full up on friends right now...I don't really need any new ones". Hi I'm Nick &lt;hi&gt;  and I have a problem...final spin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tick, tick, tick, DING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleasing God-There is an episode of The West Wing (my second favorite show of all time) where the President is put in a position to make a decision he doesn't want to and it involves the preventative assassination of a foreign leader who has made veiled threats against the U.S. While I don't have the exact quote available to me, it is something like this..."Sometimes I wonder if my desire to please God is enough even when I do what I know I shouldn't". It's a tough scene because he knows what his personal beliefs and standards are but he can't really make decisions based on that because he is leading an entire country and there is lots of inner turmoil. I write about this because that quote is something that has always stood out to me and I have wondered the same thing. Is our desire to please God (if it is indeed genuine) enough in the times that our human tendancies and selfishness get in the way. Tell me your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough wheel spinning for now. I probably won't update this for a long time to come so let's make the comments section a lively one. Go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114071519314188014?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114071519314188014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114071519314188014' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114071519314188014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114071519314188014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/02/nicks-blog-lotta-nothing-post.html' title='Nick&apos;s Blog-a-lotta Nothing Post'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-114003310888869195</id><published>2006-02-15T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T11:51:48.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Because I Know You Wondered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Nick Mielke&amp;gender=m" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Nick Mielke!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nick Mielke has often been found swimming miles from shore in the Indian Ocean.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;During severe windstorms, Nick Mielke may sway several feet to either side.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nick Mielke has a bifurcated penis.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nick Mielke can drink over 25 gallons of water at a time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It can take Nick Mielke several days to move just through one tree!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If every star in the Milky Way was a grain of salt they would fill Nick Mielke!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nick Mielke can't drink - he absorbs water from his surroundings by osmosis.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The horns of Nick Mielke are made entirely from hair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;During the reign of Peter the Great, any Russian nobleman who chose to wear Nick Mielke had to pay a special Nick Mielke tax.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nick Mielke can remain conscious for fifteen to twenty seconds after being decapitated.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-114003310888869195?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/114003310888869195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=114003310888869195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114003310888869195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/114003310888869195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-because-i-know-you-wondered.html' title='Just Because I Know You Wondered'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113985748636806112</id><published>2006-02-13T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T11:04:46.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On Up...</title><content type='html'>...to the east side, to that deluxe apartment in the 'gump! Yep, the Mrs. and I found a new place to live this weekend, and we are very excited about. I never realized I would reach a point in my life where I would be excited about things like closet space, cabinets that can hold silver platters (which we got about 7 gagillion of for our wedding), and bathrooms with lots of space and dual sinks. Life, she is a'changin'! More details to come about the future abode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went and saw "Brokeback Mountain" this weekend and I don't know what my post about that is going to be yet, because I haven't decided. These are things that I know for sure. The movie was REALLY good, it was REALLY SAD, and if I could sum it up in one word that word would be...stark. Up next on my hit list are the following: "Capote", "A History of Violence", "Looking for Comedy in the Muslim World"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More coming soon (I think I say that more than I actually post newsworthy items). I'm trying to figure out what's going on here. Doing taxes, trying to clean my office, thinking towards new dwellings, and much more. If it seems that I am scattered then maybe I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113985748636806112?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113985748636806112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113985748636806112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113985748636806112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113985748636806112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/02/moving-on-up.html' title='Moving On Up...'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113882452365819862</id><published>2006-02-01T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T12:08:43.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bringing It Back!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's time for the inevitable blog color scheme change. Let's not dwell. Let's move on instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend (who should by the way have a blog of his own) Jason Gregg and I have been talking in the last couple months about some things that used to be a part of American culture that we need to bring back. I submit to you now some of the things we have discussed, and are actively (when possible) attempting to spearhead the effort on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/travel/destinations/2006-01-19-cocktails_x.htm"&gt;Cocktail Hour&lt;/a&gt; (By FAR the Most Important)-now I must first clarify that "cocktail hour" and "happy hour" are two totally different entities. "Happy Hour" is 3-6 drink specials at your local Applebee's, or .99 cent margaritas at Joe's House of Tacos. Cocktail hour is the time before supper where you gather with friends to have an actual &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=cocktail"&gt;cocktail&lt;/a&gt; and perhaps a light appetizer. You spend this time discussing the day, and generally unwinding. If you come to supper at the Mielke household you should be prepared for "cocktail hour" because it will be happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Penmanship- Whatever happened to writing letters? People spent centuries writing letters to one another and having wonderful stories of loves lost and gained, stories shared, and tragedies documented, only to have it all destroyed in the last 20 years by computers. Don't get me wrong I love my computer and my email, but there is inherent romance in writing a letter on a nice quality paper with a good pen (I prefer fountain pens). People should write more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Men wearing hats-now by hats I don't mean "ball caps". I don't mean your Tar Heel blue hat that you can't go anywhere without. I mean real hats, fedoras, derby's, hats with brims that go all the way around made of leather or felt. Gentlemen's hats. John F. Kennedy is widely credited with the decline of the hat on American men, and while he was a very influential and important person, I think men need to wear hats again. But when wearing a hat you must follow the rules of a gentlemen (tipping your hat to a lady, removing it indoors, etc...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=funeral%20pyre"&gt;Funeral Pyres&lt;/a&gt;-now this one might be a bit of a stretch, due to health codes and such. I personally would like to think that when I die my body will be laid in a wooden rowboat with dried pine branches all round me. Then I would be pushed away from the shore and an archer up on a hill would shot the brush with a flaming arrow thus cremating my body as I float away to heaven. Or you could build a funeral tower to burn, or perhaps Darth Vader style just make your own little plot in a field next to an Ewok village and burn away. Funeral pyres (to me) represent some of the dark romance of death that we are all afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a few entries on an ever growing list of what I would like to consider a "Gentleman's Renaissance" (ladies are welcome as well, but they will have to be "Gentlewomen" I guess). Please feel free to tell me what you think, and add to the list if you have some things. I have been assured that there is no way we can bring back "&lt;a href="http://www.cpsc.gov/cpscpub/prerel/prhtml88/88109.html"&gt;Yard Darts&lt;/a&gt;", so don't bother with that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113882452365819862?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113882452365819862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113882452365819862' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113882452365819862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113882452365819862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/02/bringing-it-back.html' title='Bringing It Back!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113804532799207439</id><published>2006-01-23T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:42:08.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray For Hollywood!</title><content type='html'>Went Saturday night to see "Good Night, and Good Luck" at The Capri Theatre in Old Cloverdale. First of all let's bring back and support more independent movie theaters! It's got a great old feel (albeit much restoration work is needed--not to mention a classic marquee to go out front) and the seats, for as old as they are, are just a comfortable as those highback chairs at The Rave. But I digress. The movie was excellent. It chronicles the story of Edward R. Murrow who with Fred Friendly and the rest of the CBS news crew took on Wisconsin Senator Joseph McCarthy and his "witch hunt" style attempts to root out Communism in the United States in the 1950's. Everything about this movie was great, the story (based on history is always good), the actors, especially David Strathairn as Ed Murrow, and the general feel of it all. The movie was so good it made smoking look good (as per the time period it was very common to smoke EVERYWHERE, work, home, restaurants, etc...). I'm not a smoker, but by the time it was over I thought I needed a drag or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, my good friend (the ever dapper Mr. Jason Gregg) made a comment about how "we as American's have never really faced anything like that since the end of McCarthy'ism", and it got me to thinking: "What is the new Red Scare?" My most immediate response it George W. Bush's illegal wire-tapping program that has been the cause of much controversy lately. I don't know how much of a point I have, but I do hope to pose a question and incite some quality feedback. How do you think Bush's wire-tapping exploits stack up next to McCarthy'ism? Do you think he should be allowed to continue this program? Where do we draw the line at protection and civil liberties?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say he's wrong. He shouldn't be allowed to wire-tap anyone he deems appropriate without the proper court appointed orders and evidence. Talk to me. Give me feedback. I'll be checking in all week, but I've got Winter Retreat to deal with, so more posts coming SOON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113804532799207439?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113804532799207439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113804532799207439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113804532799207439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113804532799207439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/01/hooray-for-hollywood.html' title='Hooray For Hollywood!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113759363626629697</id><published>2006-01-18T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T06:13:56.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking In</title><content type='html'>Well kids. I've been busy lately (here we read the word "busy" to mean not updating my blog), and have not been able to get anything updated on this lovely piece of work. I'm going to hit you real quick like with a potpurri of various things that have been clicking around my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to see "Tristan &amp; Isolde" last night. It was good (better than I expected), it kind of had that "Braveheart meets Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet" thing going on.  Several good scenes where people get their heads cut off always makes a romance that much sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Book of Daniel-to be 100% honest I watched the first 20 minutes and gave up. Not because it was morally reprehensible, or because I felt my Christianity being mocked or offended. To be quite truthful it bored me. I just couldn't get into it. Maybe I should have given it more time, but not being able to watch the first 20 minutes and be interested did not have me excited for the remainder of the 2 hour premiere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What kind of stupid state do I live in where there is only 1 theater in the WHOLE STATE showing "Brokeback Mountain"? All the ultra-conservative homophobes around here need to suck it up and realize that watching a movie about two people who are gay isn't going to "turn you gay" or "plant ideas in people's heads" or anything else that has them scared. It also suprises me that there are only currently about 650 theaters nationwide that are showing it. That's not so many theaters, but maybe with the Golden Globe and Oscar hype it will get into a little bit wider release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I shaved off my beard a week ago. For those of you who either haven't seen me that way or haven't seen me that way in a long time, don't fret (do people even do that anymore, fret that is?) because I'm already growing it back. When asked why I shaved it off the best I've been able to come up with is "never underestimate the power of two married people when they are bored".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-For those of you who were concerned (especially those outside of Alabama) about whether the Alabama State Senate had enough work to do. It is my dut to inform you that they passed a bill 30-0 stating that individuals cannot purchase kegs of beer larger than 5 gallons, and also they are working on a bill that will provide for the teaching of the Bible in public schools. I'm so relieved and yet also confused. Why isn't the Senate using it's time to come up with ways to improve the schools themselves instead of adding another curriculum that they can't afford the materials for. Also I guess the Senate Christmas party is going to be dull this year without Sen. Hank Sanders' traditional "Check Out What I Can Do Kegstand".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I've got for the moment. Let's take a look at things in your neck of the woods...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113759363626629697?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113759363626629697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113759363626629697' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113759363626629697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113759363626629697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/01/checking-in.html' title='Checking In'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113641489272364949</id><published>2006-01-04T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T14:48:54.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Socially Akward Situations...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;" class="title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Socially Awkward Situations During Which It Would Be Acceptable to Mess With Texas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;BY BENJAMIN SUMLIN(McSweeney's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;- - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Texas shows up to the party already drunk with the girlfriend nobody likes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Texas partied too late, asks to copy homework.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Texas asks if it would be "cool to hook up with your ex."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Texas has a habit of spending more time than needed in the bathroom.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Texas bogarts the remote just before &lt;i&gt;Lost&lt;/i&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Texas demonstrates little respect for "personal space."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Texas finds and eats the little snack cakes you've been hiding in the back of the pantry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Texas needs you to cover rent "just until I get back on my feet, man, I swear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Texas brings up an anecdote about his recent colonoscopy.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113641489272364949?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113641489272364949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113641489272364949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113641489272364949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113641489272364949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/01/socially-akward-situations.html' title='Socially Akward Situations...'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113640949589011363</id><published>2006-01-04T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:18:15.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book of Daniel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/bg_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/bg_main.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NBC has a new show debuting this Friday night that is stirring a lot of controversy. I have seen a couple of the commercials for it and wondered exactly what it might be, then I got to work today and got to read an email that our afternoon secretary (she's baptist--"not that there's anything wrong with that") brought with her from home (she's baptist--"not that there's anything wrong with that") concerning this new show. The email, from the "American Family Association", is encouraging it's readership to ask local TV stations and sponsors to not support the show. Below is the description of the show as written in the email from the AFA with a paragraph following about the writer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The network is promoting &lt;u&gt;The Book of Daniel&lt;/u&gt; as a serious drama about Christian people and the Christian faith. The characters include: Daniel Webster, a drug-addicted Episcopal priest; his alcoholic wife; his son, a 23-year-old homosexual Republican; his daughter a 16-year-old drug dealer; a 16-year-old adopted son who is having sex with the Bishop’s daughter; his lesbian secretary who is sleeping with his sister-in-law; and a very unconventional white-robed, bearded Jesus who talks to the priest.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The writer for the program is Jack Kenny, a practicing homosexual who describes himself as being “in Catholic recovery,” and is interested in Buddhist teachings about reincarnation and isn’t exactly sure how he defines God and/or Jesus. “I don’t necessarily know that all the myth surrounding him (Jesus) is true,” he said.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Aidan Quinn, who plays Rev. Webster, said if the show offends some Catholics, “I don’t really care…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The second reading I submit to you, my thoughtful readers, is the show's description off the NBC official website:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aidan Quinn stars as Reverend Daniel Webster, an unconventional Episcopalian minister who not only believes in Jesus - he actually sees him and discusses life with him. Webster is challenged on many levels as he struggles to be a good husband, father and minister, while trying to control a nagging addiction to prescription painkillers, and an often rocky relationship with the church hierarchy, led by Bishop Beatrice Congreve, Roger Paxton, a senior warden of the parish and stalwart churchgoer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The reverend also has loving, but challenging relationships with his three children: Peter, his 23-year-old gay son, who struggles with the loss of his twin brother; Grace, his 16-year-old daughter who doesn't try to push her father's buttons but succeeds at it nonetheless; and Adam, his 16-year-old adopted Chinese son, a handsome and cocky high school jock with a wicked sense of humor. Keeping Webster grounded is his strong and loving wife Judith, who is fighting her own fondness for mid-day martinis, as well as Jesus, whose frequent chats with Daniel serve to remind him of his strengths and weaknesses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As you can see there are two vastly different descriptions being circulated about this new "controversial" show. My questions are as follows: Is it really going to be that big of a deal?-I mean Southpark was the end of the world as we knew it when it came out (like Beavis and Butthead, and The Simpson's before it) and that turned out okay (minus the kid setting himself on fire incident); Why is it that people (namely the AFA and similar such organizations) can take great liberties in describing something so negatively when it hasn't been released yet? Shouldn't someone be giving these people the benefit of the doubt?; and finally Why didn't they use the rest of the quote from Aidan Quinn (on if the show offends Catholics) "I don't really care..."? He could have something very important to tag on the end of that quote like "I don't really care...I'm having double bypass at the moment could you come back later?" or "I don't really care...I'm a Mormon." or even "I don't really care...I'm getting paid truckloads of money to do this nonsense, here's Franklin, now go away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I for one am going to watch this show (actually I'll probably tape it, or "film it" as my mother in law says, because it's my mom's b'day and I'll be famjammin') and find out for myself. So if you don't see me on Sunday it's probably because God was so displeased with me watching "The Book of Daniel" that he smited me right on the spot. It was nice knowing you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113640949589011363?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113640949589011363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113640949589011363' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113640949589011363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113640949589011363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2006/01/book-of-daniel.html' title='The Book of Daniel'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113570606946318263</id><published>2005-12-27T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T09:54:29.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brea Marie Danielle Ledford</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/brea4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/brea4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you keeping score at home, it's pronounced: 'bray-uh'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113570606946318263?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113570606946318263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113570606946318263' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113570606946318263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113570606946318263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/12/brea-marie-danielle-ledford.html' title='Brea Marie Danielle Ledford'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113518969215595040</id><published>2005-12-21T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T10:28:12.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Nick</title><content type='html'>I would like to welcome to the world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brea Marie Danielle Ledford&lt;br /&gt;D.O.B. 12-21-2005&lt;br /&gt;7 lbs. 3 ounces        19.5 inches long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let the "corruption by the uncle" begin. First up on the list is burping the alphabet, and wiping your nose with your shirt sleeve. After that is "words to make the vein in mommy's head pop out"! This is going to be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113518969215595040?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113518969215595040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113518969215595040' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113518969215595040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113518969215595040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/12/uncle-nick.html' title='Uncle Nick'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113510122474935254</id><published>2005-12-20T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T09:53:44.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Tid Bits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/beautiful%20bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/beautiful%20bride.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/laura%20rings%20nick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/laura%20rings%20nick.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/pimp%20juice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/pimp%20juice.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/garter%20on%20the%20stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/garter%20on%20the%20stairs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! I'm back, but I'm still on the go. Wedding was AMAZING!! I've included some pics to hold you over until I can sit down and regale you with stories about all things "rebel flag, fudge, John Deere, and Dukes of Hazzard" from my Gatlinburg honeymoon. Now it's Christmas time...I've done NO shopping, and am not ready but hey, that's what this week is for. Oh yeah and I've got to finish moving out of my old house. GRRRRR! I'm busy, but I'll post more soon! Peace dudes and Merry Holidays, and Happy Christmas to you ALL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113510122474935254?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113510122474935254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113510122474935254' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113510122474935254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113510122474935254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/12/some-tid-bits.html' title='Some Tid Bits'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113405383569179883</id><published>2005-12-08T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T06:57:15.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Need Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/billiard.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/billiard.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/kitchen.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/hotub.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/hotub.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/livingroom.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/livingroom.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'll be gone and that's just kind of too bad! It's honeymoon time. I leave you (as my last "single guy--there are no other guys attached to me" post) with some images of where I'll be spending next week, and yes you can all be jealous if you wish. It's like my own little wedding gift to the masses. I give and give without any thought of myself. I love me! Just kidding. Anyhow these are some pics of where we will be chilling in the mountains. Enjoy, leave some love in the comments, and I'll talk to you, crazy world, when I get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113405383569179883?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113405383569179883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113405383569179883' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113405383569179883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113405383569179883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/12/if-you-need-me.html' title='If You Need Me...'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113405312517655569</id><published>2005-12-08T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T06:45:25.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liz's Crazy Map Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;bold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; the states you've been to, &lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;underline&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; the states you've lived in and &lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;italicize&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; the state you're in now...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alabama&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; / Alaska / Arizona / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arkansas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / California / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Colorado&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / Connecticut / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Delaware&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Florida&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Georgia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / Hawaii / Idaho / &lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;Illinois&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Indiana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Iowa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kansas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kentucky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Louisiana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / Maine / Maryland / Massachusetts / Michigan / Minnesota / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mississippi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Missouri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / Montana / Nebraska / Nevada / New Hampshire / New Jersey / New Mexico / New York / &lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;North Carolina&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; / North Dakota / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ohio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / Oklahoma / Oregon / Pennsylvania / Rhode Island / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;South Carolina&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / South Dakota / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tennessee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / Texas / Utah / Vermont / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Virginia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / Washington / &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;West Virginia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; / Wisconsin / Wyoming / Washington D.C. / &lt;/p&gt; Go &lt;a href="http://cow.org/cgi-bin/meme/state.cgi" target="_hi"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cow.org/cgi-bin/meme/state.cgi" target="_hi"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to have a form generate the HTML for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113405312517655569?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113405312517655569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113405312517655569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113405312517655569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113405312517655569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/12/lizs-crazy-map-thing.html' title='Liz&apos;s Crazy Map Thing'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113354355454326968</id><published>2005-12-02T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T09:12:34.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week From Tomorrow!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/at%20J%20and%20Ls%20wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/at%20J%20and%20Ls%20wedding.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's right kids. One week from tomorrow 'ole Nick'o'lai will be a married man, and dare I say a VERY HAPPY married man indeed. I could go on for hours about the absolutely mind blowing things God has done in my life over the last 7-8 months. I am so blessed and I could never be thankful enough for all the blessings I have received. I am so excited to start this new life with Laura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had quite a few people ask me "Are you getting nervous?". My answer quite simply is "no". Why should I be nervous about getting married? Why should I be nervous about this most excellent and wonderful step in my life? There's nothing to be nervous about getting married (and I say if you are nervous about getting married you might want to stop and ask if you are really ready or not). Now it is, however, acceptable to be nervous about the ceremony, and by that I mean things like: not falling down halfway down the aisle, or having your voice crack in the middle of the vows (almost a mathematical certainty in my case), or having your drunk Uncle Jethro stand up and cheer for Dale Jr. as you kiss the bride. Yes you could be nervous about something like that, but there is nothing about being married that I could possibly be nervous about. I am excited, and can't wait to see what God is going to do with Laura and I in our life together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that wondered where my focus is during this exciting next week (Mr. Miyagi and Superman commentators) it is absolutely right here! I love Laura Elizabeth Goldman, and I can't wait to be her husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've shared that, I have to go back and finish cleaning up at the house that I'm about to not live in anymore (oh it would be so much easier if I could just torch the whole thing, but alas Mrs. Cargile wouldn't appreciate that I don't think)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113354355454326968?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113354355454326968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113354355454326968' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113354355454326968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113354355454326968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-week-from-tomorrow.html' title='One Week From Tomorrow!!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113330633205776413</id><published>2005-11-29T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T15:18:52.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Boy In All of Us!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/supermanbackground.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/supermanbackground.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I cannot begin to express to all of you just how excited I am for this movie to come out!! Superman for me is that ideal thing that I've wanted to be since I was a child (some say I still am...a child that is). I got goosebumps when I first saw the teaser trailer and now I'm reading every bit of news I can find! &lt;a href="http://www.supermanreturns.com"&gt;Go here&lt;/a&gt; if you want to join me in the excitement! I thought Batman Begins was absolutely amazing this summer and I'm totally prepared for this to blow it out of the water!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113330633205776413?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113330633205776413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113330633205776413' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113330633205776413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113330633205776413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/11/for-boy-in-all-of-us.html' title='For The Boy In All of Us!!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113321104521945836</id><published>2005-11-28T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T12:50:45.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/mr.%20miyagi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/mr.%20miyagi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace Pat Morita a.k.a. "Mr. Miyagi"&lt;br /&gt;June 28, 1932-November 24, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wax on, wax off..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113321104521945836?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113321104521945836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113321104521945836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113321104521945836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113321104521945836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/11/rip.html' title='R.I.P.'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113284994406628008</id><published>2005-11-24T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T08:32:24.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia de la Turkey</title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving to you all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two quick things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I got on facebook! I beat the system and signed up as an alumni...something else to waste my time. SCORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My favorite Thanksgiving quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated Thanksgiving in an old-fashioned way. I invited everyone in my neighborhood to my house, we had an enormous feast, and then I killed them and took their land.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                    -Jon Stewart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113284994406628008?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113284994406628008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113284994406628008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113284994406628008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113284994406628008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/11/dia-de-la-turkey.html' title='Dia de la Turkey'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113259194425206608</id><published>2005-11-21T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T08:52:24.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Hot In Here?...</title><content type='html'>...Or is it just global warming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go to &lt;a href="http://www.stopglobalwarming.org"&gt;Stop Global Warming&lt;/a&gt; and sign up for the virtual march, and also read through the U.S. Mayors Climate Protection Agreement, and write a letter asking the mayor of your city to be a part of this action.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113259194425206608?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113259194425206608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113259194425206608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113259194425206608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113259194425206608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/11/is-it-hot-in-here.html' title='Is It Hot In Here?...'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113259145143826409</id><published>2005-11-21T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T08:49:04.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A View Askew</title><content type='html'>Here are some recent rants from the "right" in the Montgomery Advertiser Op-Ed page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my friends on the "left" I apologize in advance, I didn't know we were such terrible people, and all I can say is how dare you for being as much a part of the problem as the people with the WMD's that we didn't find that are threatening our way of life (i.e. our gas supply).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Political Carcinogen&lt;br /&gt;Rational people reject the idea that any leftist ideologue who writes a letter to the editor denouncing our war on the Islamofascist terrorists represents the &lt;i&gt;vox populi.&lt;/i&gt; Let's short-circuit this dopey political posturing, which is based upon hatred for Bush-Cheney/Halliburton/Fox News (take your pick) or American corporations. It is now old, tiring and predictable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The left has more or less gotten a free pass in its rhetoric of hate, and has now passed the limits of accepted debate. Leftists have become carcinogens in the political process. Americans understand that a necessary and critical battle is raging in Iraq that will define their lives and safety for generations to come. Better to draw them out and hit them abroad than to respond to the slaughter of our loved ones at home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The sweet dream of universal peace has been brutally murdered by the Islamofascists and replaced by the nightmare of permanent conflict -- a new Dark Ages. That is why we fight.&lt;br /&gt;John L. Wiggins&lt;br /&gt;Montgomery&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,San Serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Left must share blame with terrorists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Day to day, newspapers, radio talk shows, TV news programs, et al, keep pounding at President Bush, saying that he lied about the reasons for going to war with Iraq, yet the very people shouting the loudest all voted to go to war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;!-- SIDEBAR --&gt;    &lt;!-- BODY TEXT OF ARTICLE --&gt; &lt;!--ARTICLE BODY TEXT--&gt;  &lt;font&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You know the usual suspects -- Kennedy, Byrd, Leahy, Pelosi, dingy Harry, Schumer, the Vietnam "hero" with all the purple hearts, Durbin, the hair transplanter from Delaware, and the rest of the cast. If these people are successful in their campaign to undermine the president and our war against the Muslim terrorists, and we pull out of Iraq before defeating the terrorists, the war will continue in our own backyard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To believe otherwise is a sure map to strife and turmoil and daily bombing and killing of Americans right here in America. There is no such thing as peace with the Muslims. They have vowed to kill all infidels, as they call us, and that means all non-Muslims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The nut wing of the Democrats don't seem to care what damage they are doing to our country, nor how many Americans get killed in the process of their war against the president and their incessant lying about the president.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The left wing of the Democrat Party is as much responsible for the deaths of our servicemen and women as are the terrorists. They are as much the enemies of our country as are the terrorists.&lt;br /&gt;Huey C. McLain&lt;br /&gt;Montgomery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No such thing as peace with the Muslims? Is it just me or is that bordering on a slanderous slur. I mean sure there are some sects of Islam that are extremists, but to outright generalize like that? I'm glad that the "nut wing" of the Democratic party doesn't care about the country, and the damage that is being done. That must be why we are asking questions about why we are there, and what can we do about it, and asking for regular reports, requiring a timetable for getting our troops home safely, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We (read Democrats) are so irresponsible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113259145143826409?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113259145143826409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113259145143826409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113259145143826409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113259145143826409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/11/view-askew.html' title='A View Askew'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113217761650176643</id><published>2005-11-16T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T13:47:45.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Parents</title><content type='html'>Well kids, it's finally happened. The parents have met. Now you're asking yourself "Isn't the wedding only 3 weeks away? Shouldn't they have met before now?" Well, probably, but they didn't so what are you going to do about it? While everything went wonderfully I do have to say that possibly the highlight of the evening was when a MOUSE ran across the floor at this high class eating establishment (not to be named so as not to appear slanderous). I saw it the first time and thought my mind was playing tricks on me, ten minutes later I discovered it certainly was no trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's baby is due on December 11th in case you missed that. It is a little girl, and the name will be determined upon arrival. I guess if she pops out and looks like a Darlene you certainly wouldn't want to prematurely name her Estelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I "borrowed"/"stole" the counter at the side of my blog from Mary's blog that she got from somewhere. She's really good at finding good Liberal propaganda and I'm really good at stealing it from her. THANKS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I read the other day the transcript of Barack Obama's keynote address from last year's Democratic Convention, and while I missed it in real time, I really enjoyed reading it. He impresses me more and more every time I hear him talk, and I can only hope that we have "President Obama" in our future. Check out the speech &lt;a href="http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/convention2004/barackobama2004dnc.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you are interested. Even you Republicans (cough-Heather-cough) might enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Dudes. I'm out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113217761650176643?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113217761650176643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113217761650176643' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113217761650176643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113217761650176643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/11/meet-parents.html' title='Meet the Parents'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113163522506114975</id><published>2005-11-10T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T07:08:12.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Day In History</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today in History&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;November 10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="5"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1493&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Christopher Columbus discovers Antigua during his second expedition.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1556&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;The Englishman Richard Chancellor is drowned off Aberdeenshire on his return from a second voyage to Russia.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1647&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;All Dutch-held area of New York are returned to English control by the treaty of Westminster.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1775&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;U.S. Marine Corps founded.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1782&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;In the last battle of the American Revolution, George Rodgers Clark attacks Indians and Loyalists at Chillicothe, in Ohio Territory.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1871&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Henry M. Stanley finds Dr. Livingstone at Ujiji near Unyanyembe in Africa.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1879&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Little Bighorn participant Major Marcus Reno is caught window-peeping at the daughter of his commanding officer--an offense for which he will be court-martialed.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1911&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;President Taft ends a 15,000-mile, 57-day speaking tour.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1911&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;The Imperial government of China retakes Nanking.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1917&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Forty-one US suffragettes are arrested protesting  outside the White House. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1938&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Fascist Italy enacts anti-Semitic legislation.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1941&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Churchill promises to join the U.S. "within the  hour" in the event of war with Japan.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1942&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Admiral Jean Darlan orders French forces in North  Africa to cease resistance to the Anglo-American forces.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1952&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;U.S. Supreme Court upholds the decision barring segregation on interstate railways.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1961&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Andrew Hatcher is named associate press secretary to President John F. Kennedy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1962&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Eleanor Roosevelt is buried, she had died three days earlier.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1964&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Australia begins a draft to fulfill its commitment  in Vietnam.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1969&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;The PBS children's program &lt;i&gt;Sesame Street&lt;/i&gt; debuts.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1971&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Two women are tarred and feathered in Belfast for dating British soldiers, while in Londonderry, Northern Ireland a Catholic girl is also tarred and feathered for her intention of marrying a British soldier.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1972&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Hijackers divert a jet to Detroit, demanding $10 million and ten parachutes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1975&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;The iron ore freighter &lt;i&gt;Edmund Fitzgerald&lt;/i&gt; breaks in half and sinks at the eastern end of Lake Superior--all 29 crew members perish.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1986&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;President Ronald Reagan refuses to reveal details of the Iran arms sale.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Born on November 10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1483&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Martin Luther, theologian and reformer.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1697&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;William Hogarth, English caricaturist.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1730&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Oliver Goldsmith, playwright (&lt;i&gt;She Stoops to Conquer&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1759&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Friedrich von Schiller, playwright and poet.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1801&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Samuel Gridley Howe, educator of the blind.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1879&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Vachel Lindsay, poet (&lt;i&gt;Rhymes to be Traded for Bread&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1882&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Frances Perkins, first woman cabinet member--Secretary of Labor.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1925&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;Richard Burton, Welsh actor famous for his roles in &lt;i&gt;The Spy who Came in From the Cold&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt; Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113163522506114975?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113163522506114975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113163522506114975' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113163522506114975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113163522506114975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-day-in-history.html' title='This Day In History'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113148179856572317</id><published>2005-11-08T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T06:49:20.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh Line</title><content type='html'>This just in: Women may enjoy humor more than men, if it is actually funny! Why do I feel a big DUH coming on here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20051108/ap_on_sc/gender_humor"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; and then you may procede with our regular scheduled blog programming already in progress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and right when the Priest came back from the bathroom the horse looked at J. Edgar Hoover and said; "See I told you he was wearing glasses." HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Whooooo boy oh boy! Now that's a joke right there. I especially liked the set up about Jane Fonda being a part of the Girl Scout Reserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so maybe you didn't get that. The point here is that I have had many a debate, over the last few months, with my beautiful wife-to-be about boys vs. girls in the "funny" department. Basically things that I do or say that I think (and to my credit, other people-most of the time) are funny, she does not. And yet again things that I don't do to be funny but just to exist she thinks are highly amusing. Similarly when she is attempting to be funny I a lot of times write it off more as silly than funny. I have some theories, and I will subject you to them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theory 1&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Theory of Repetitivity&lt;/span&gt;: Jokes or one liners that I use and think are funny, Laura does not because she has to hear them repeatedly. Other people on the outside world hear a "routine" I do for the first time and give me the benefit of the doubt as being funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theory 2&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Theory of Competitivity&lt;/span&gt;: (this is the one where someone will probably think I'm being a sexist jackass, but I'm really not trying to be) Girls and Guys have some sort of competitive nature about them when it comes to appearing funny to other people. (This theory was discussed with some married friends of ours one night and they seemed to line up in the same rows as Laura and I) Laura doesn't think I'm all that funny when I'm making other people laugh because maybe if they are laughing at me they aren't at her. In all fairness this swings the other way too, I always want to be "the funny one", so when the spotlight is stolen I begin taste the bitterness of comedic defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theory 3&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Theory of Funnierinyourownheadednessitivity&lt;/span&gt;: Pretty straightforward and my most time tested theory. We are all a lot funnier in our own head. I mean in my little dome it's all seltzer bottles and people wearing snorkels, black socks, and rubber raincoats and I think I'm the Jon Stewart of my own little fantasy "WackyLand".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take these theories into consideration and let me know what you think, no seriously take them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113148179856572317?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113148179856572317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113148179856572317' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113148179856572317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113148179856572317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/11/laugh-line.html' title='Laugh Line'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113096625203596002</id><published>2005-11-02T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T13:23:13.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing In My Pockets, Nothing Up My Sleeves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/POLITICS/11/02/bush.pockets.ap/index.html"&gt;...Nothing in My Head!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today's news we've learned something very important. President Bush travels light. In an interview with an Argentinian newspaper he revealed the contents of his pocket. Let me see if I can run it all down for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) a handkerchief&lt;br /&gt;2) THAT'S ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand that the "Leader of the Free World" doesn't need to carry money, or keys, or a cell phone, but to be empty handed except in the case of a sudden sneezing fit seems a little underprepared. Here are some things I think that POTUS should have on him at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tic-Tacs...I mean come on...do we want to be the country known around the world as "Bad Breath USA"?&lt;br /&gt;2) an ink pen, would it be too much to expect the Pres. to be prepared to sign things such as laws, bills, Presidential Trading Cards (I need a Millard Fillmore for the complete set)&lt;br /&gt;3) super high bouncy ball...Cabinet meetings can be boring and while "Scooter" and "Darth Rover" are busy taking care of the world, the man needs something to stimulate his mental faculties&lt;br /&gt;4) small pocket dictionary...because "words is hard"&lt;br /&gt;5) toothpicks to stick in the corner of his mouth to make him look "extra Texas"&lt;br /&gt;6) a picture of a pony...everyone needs a picture of a pony&lt;br /&gt;7) a Swiss Army Knife in case Canada decides to take over and he can defend himself then in the grand tradition of the Swiss declare himself neutral and wave the little known about "white flag" that is right behind the can opener blade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an idea as I sift through the news for the "good ones"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113096625203596002?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113096625203596002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113096625203596002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113096625203596002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113096625203596002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/11/nothing-in-my-pockets-nothing-up-my.html' title='Nothing In My Pockets, Nothing Up My Sleeves...'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113036450742845175</id><published>2005-10-26T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T15:08:27.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/rosa%20parks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/rosa%20parks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from &lt;a href="http://www.montgomeryadvertiser.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20051026/NEWS/510260327/1001"&gt;"A Time to Remember"&lt;/a&gt; posted on MontgomeryAdvertiser.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosa Parks passed away Monday evening at the age of 92. Parks alongside Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. is probably one of the most famous figures in the United States Civil Rights movement. Growing up in Selma and spending the last 8 years in Montgomery (Holy Crap that's a long time!) I've had more than my share of opportunities to hear people express their opinions on what Mrs. Parks did. Needless to say the majority of those opinions have not been positive ones. Most of what I have heard revolves around something that sounds roughly like this: "She isn't a hero, she shouldn't be honored. All she did was not follow the law. We are supposed to make a hero out of someone who didn't follow the law?" (first of all let me state the irony in that this argument seemed to be overlooked when Roy Moore was being idolized (irony in and of itself) for doing just what Mrs. Parks did-not follow the law).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the long and short of it (in my opinion of course-the opinions stated on this blog do not reflect those of blogspot.com or FUMC Millbrook--but they should). Rosa Parks was a hero and deserves all the acclaim she got. Yes she did break the law. But the law was wrong, and that's what it means to do something on principle. She stood up (or sat down rather-oh what an irony filled blog I write) for what she believed was wrong and unjust. And she was right. Thanks to the tailor who worked in downtown Montgomery, and who didn't give up her seat because she was black and because a white man "deserved her seat" (not only was this white man going to get her seat, but according to the law at that time the whole row had to be cleared so a white person wouldn't have to sit next to a black person) she was able to help spark one of the most important revolutions possibly ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to turn this into an Oprah episode, but I do have a book to recommend to anyone who has any kind of toughts or feelings about this kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="sans"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0156013487/qid=1130364063/sr=8-1/ref=pd_bbs_1/103-6990849-7635808?v=glance&amp;s=books&amp;amp;n=507846"&gt;"It's the Little Things: Everyday Interactions That Anger, Annoy,  and Divide the Races"  &lt;/a&gt;by Lena Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be on the road Thursday through Sunday evening so I'm going to have serious twitches from not being able to keep up wiht my "blog-a-spondence". I hear they have computers in Illinois maybe it'll pan out and I'll be somewhat informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace dudes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113036450742845175?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113036450742845175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113036450742845175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113036450742845175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113036450742845175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/10/time-to-remember.html' title='A Time to Remember'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-113018504274389754</id><published>2005-10-24T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T13:17:22.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those blogs!</title><content type='html'>hello boys and squirrels today's blog is about nothing. i don't have anything productive at the moment to write about, and am even feeling perhaps a touch of "bloggers block". i fear if i don't write down something then my few adoring fans (ok, so it helps in my mind if i call you fans...you got a problem with that?) might abandon me and write me off as "one of those blogs" (you know the ones in your list that you gave up on checking because no one updates it anymore. well i've updated it, but it's not really anything that impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need an extra job to make some extra money. actually that's not true, i need extra money i can live without the job (please feel free to just send me some--email for the address). anybody know any good pyramid schemes that are running these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE the windy coldness that is happening outside. it's almost like fall outside. now in traditional alabama style it'll be 90 next week. figures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;write me some comments that will inspire me to new heights of bloggerdom. i'm considering a shift in what i'm writing about (actually something a lot like Lane's most recent "headlines" thing only on a daily basis). but maybe you crazy cats can hit me with some other great and powerful ideas of bloggerization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holla!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-113018504274389754?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/113018504274389754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=113018504274389754' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113018504274389754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/113018504274389754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-of-those-blogs.html' title='One of those blogs!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112956468432387137</id><published>2005-10-17T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T08:58:04.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off and Running</title><content type='html'>Finally! &lt;a href="http://www.marydavis1213.blogspot.com"&gt;Mary&lt;/a&gt; "batoned" me (don't worry it's okay because she's married). I kid but I'm really quite honored. It's an honor just to be nominated, I never thought I'd actually win. There's so many people out there I'd like to thank. First of all my Lord and savior Jesus Christ for allowing me to win this honor, my manager....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...OK enough of the non-sense. On with the musical batonage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amount of music on your computer:&lt;br /&gt;(On Itunes) 352 songs, 1 day, 1.43 GB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Currently Listening to:&lt;br /&gt;"The Tony Kornheiser Show" online from SportsTalk 980&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five Songs That Mean A Lot to You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Two Princes" by Spin Doctors&lt;/span&gt;-this is one the earlier songs when I realized that I love music, there's nothing special about it really, it's just one of those songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Glory of Love" by Peter Cetera&lt;/span&gt;-don't laugh, but it involves 4th grade girlfriends, and that's all I have to say about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bless the Broken Road"&lt;/span&gt; by Rascal Flatts-yes it is a country song, but you know what that happens sometimes...it says a whole lot to me and it's probably pretty self-explanatory when you hear it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Two Step" by Dave Matthews&lt;/span&gt;-it's my favorite Dave song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"My Hero" by Foo Fighters&lt;/span&gt;-I believe this to be the best rock and roll song maybe ever (some say sacrilege, I say "kiss off")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top Five Albums:&lt;br /&gt;Led Zeppelin "II"&lt;/span&gt;-forgive me for not pandering to the "IV" lovers who could listen to "Stairway" all day long, this record is rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incubus "Morning View"&lt;/span&gt;-great CD top to bottom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coldplay "X&amp;Y"&lt;/span&gt;-we all know about this, it's "all the rage" right now, but it's just really incredibly done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Counting Crows "August and Everything After"&lt;/span&gt;-the first CD I ever bought with "my own money", and believe it or not after two full blown car break-ins I still have it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barenaked Ladies "Disc One: All Their Greatest Hits"&lt;/span&gt;-a newer CD but filled with everything you love about BNL really worth picking up if you are any kind of fan of theirs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Album Bought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Gray's "Life in Slow Motion"&lt;/span&gt;-I've always been a fan, but he's really stood out more to me lately, I recommend this as a "Buy it now" selection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recent Discoveries:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the live version of "Fix You" on itunes, the new David Gray album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is obviously a crap list, and I say that only because you can't limit something like this to a "top five" or "favorite song". I could go on for hours about the hundreds of bands and people that I think are absolutely incredible and didn't even make this page because I had to "shoehorn" all I love about music into a few categories. So to all the groups/albums/songs that didn't get on here keep working hard, and one day you too can get the big pay off and be right here where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;What am I talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112956468432387137?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112956468432387137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112956468432387137' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112956468432387137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112956468432387137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/10/off-and-running.html' title='Off and Running'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112914905218027088</id><published>2005-10-12T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T13:30:52.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Because You Were Wondering</title><content type='html'>First of all this &lt;a href="http://www.thebricktestament.com"&gt;site &lt;/a&gt;as a whole is very interesting, and I've yet to completely process my thoughts on it all. &lt;a href="http://www.thebricktestament.com/the_law/camp_defecation/dt23_09p12-13.html"&gt;Go here to get some helpful information about using the bathroom in camp (tastefully illustrated of course).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way too much free time is all I have to say at the moment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112914905218027088?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112914905218027088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112914905218027088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112914905218027088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112914905218027088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-because-you-were-wondering.html' title='Just Because You Were Wondering'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112905522456502992</id><published>2005-10-11T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T11:27:04.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Thoughts On Columbus Day</title><content type='html'>As everyone knows yesterday was Columbus Day. If you didn't know that, then that would explain to you why it is that you didn't get mail, or were unable to find an open bank, or even have your garbage picked up (wait that last one probably didn't happen because the city doesn't care about your trashiness).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first and most immediate thought, as pertains to Columbus Day, is actually a question. What are we celebrating again (not only celebrating, but shutting down the Federal Government)? As much as I love history I didn't pay quite enough attention to all of it in highschool, but I do remember this...Columbus didn't discover America (contrary to what innocent young school children are led to believe). In fact Columbus actually landed in Cuba and thought he was in Japan. So really we are having a party for someone who was a poor navigator and explorer. Historically Columbus was not the first to discover America, nor was he the first European to land here. He was however&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; the first to exploit, kill, and enslave the Arawak Indians of Haiti. Which then led him on towards America in order that he might conquer some of the mainlands for Spain (How's that workin' out for 'ya?), and also spread disease and death to many of the natives here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;This gets me to thinking about all the great holidays we could have in order to celebrate people messing things up. We could have:&lt;br /&gt;    -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nick Mielke Day&lt;/span&gt;-in honor of all the times I've been unable to successfully balance my             checkbook (this one is most certainly a bank holiday)&lt;br /&gt;    -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O.J. Trial Day&lt;/span&gt;-in honor of the jury that couldn't put 2 &amp; 2 together to realize that a beloved american football (and movie--let's not forget those classic performances in "The Naked Gun") icon killed his estranged wife and her boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;    -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hugh Grant Joyride Day&lt;/span&gt;-in honor of well...if you don't know what this day is celebrating you are on your own (also could be interchangeable with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eddie Murphy Joyride Day&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;    -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silly Country What Were You Thinking Day&lt;/span&gt;-obviously in celebration of the citizens of the U.S. re-electing President George W. Bush...the first time was a freebie, because we didn't really know for sure, but now the second time? "Fool me once..um..shame on you...uhhh...fool me you can't get fooled again" (heh heh heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say there are few more governmental things to do than to have a Federally granted holiday in celebration of a guy who didn't bother to stop at a gas station and ask for directions. Way to go Chris!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112905522456502992?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112905522456502992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112905522456502992' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112905522456502992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112905522456502992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/10/some-thoughts-on-columbus-day.html' title='Some Thoughts On Columbus Day'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112845376593219091</id><published>2005-10-04T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T12:23:20.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words Fail Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/thedevil1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/thedevil1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Former Alabama Supreme Court Chief Justice Roy Moore, right, smiles after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;signing a Bible&lt;/span&gt; for Andrew Colby, 23, after Moore announced Monday in Gadsden that he is running for governor."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112845376593219091?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112845376593219091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112845376593219091' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112845376593219091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112845376593219091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/10/words-fail-me.html' title='Words Fail Me'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112794431350855101</id><published>2005-09-28T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T14:54:40.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Stuff You Didn't Know I Did...</title><content type='html'>...Come to think of it neither did I! No wonder I'm so tired all the time. I don' t know how I manage to get anything done. Just look at how busy I am (not to mention multicultural).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.riverfronttimes.com/Issues/2005-07-06/music/critics.html"&gt;I Sing in a weird Psychedelic Scream-O band (and am apparently not so good at it)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.qconline.com/archives/qco/sections.cgi?%21id%21148287"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.qconline.com/archives/qco/sections.cgi?%21id%21148287"&gt;I Protested the war in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Iraq&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; before it started, in “the Quad Cities” I might add&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ransomvillespeedway.com/Rans2004/080604.htm"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;Raced Cars at a track in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;Ransomville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;NY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt; (very end of the last paragraph)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stmark.th.edu/parent.html"&gt;Attended an &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;International&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype&gt;School&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Thailand&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (apparently as a young Taiwanese boy)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clytoneus.nl/uitslagen/baan/baan04.htm"&gt;I finished 5th at something&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.qctimes.com/salute/?page=specialsections/salute_to_academics/pages/jddarnell/index.html"&gt;Graduated in the class of 2003 from JD Darnall High School&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Dude! I am seriously all over the place. And they said James Brown was the hardest workin' man in show business. He ain't got nothin' on me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112794431350855101?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112794431350855101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112794431350855101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112794431350855101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112794431350855101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/09/some-stuff-you-didnt-know-i-did.html' title='Some Stuff You Didn&apos;t Know I Did...'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112793564383970908</id><published>2005-09-28T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T12:30:15.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Ya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/2005_0925vacation200500921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/320/2005_0925vacation20050092.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right boys and girls Emily and Dave got to "rub elbows" with Mr. "&lt;span class="small"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Stankonia" himself (for those of you who aren't sure that is Andre 3000 from Outkast). They happened to sit next to him on the plane from Atlanta to LA last weekend. Spiffy ain't it? I can only dare to wonder what kind of conversations they could have had with one another. Leave me some samples in the comments if you like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112793564383970908?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112793564383970908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112793564383970908' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112793564383970908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112793564383970908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey-ya.html' title='Hey Ya!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112793026093712271</id><published>2005-09-28T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T10:58:46.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Outside the Box</title><content type='html'>Some of my friend &lt;a href="http://www.thefastlane.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lane's writings&lt;/a&gt; recently, as well as some discussions we had this weekend during the Days of Lot "reunion" got me thinking....What if I started my own church? Now before I bring the "Excommunication Mongers" (Do we have those?, If not maybe we should...sort of like a S.W.A.T. team for the church to bust in on cheesey "swaying" sessions, and break up "patriotic concerts"--ahh but I digress) I ask you to hear me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn't we start our own church? In my idealistic little mind here's what I see happening. Let's say that Laura and I lived in the same town as all of my "frustrated with church" friends (you know who you are). Now instead of going to the "church du jour" we decide to spend our Sunday mornings gathered together at someone's house, the public park, or even outside at Starbucks. We would worship together (I can truly say hands down the most sincere times of worship I have ever had in my life have been either when I was playing with DoL or when I went and participated as they led worship in the "post Nick era") as facilitated by those who are musically inclined (Lane, Brian, Jonathan), we would share stories, frustrations, and prayer concerns, and even take turns teaching and speaking about things God has put on our hearts. This would basically encompass most of what you would get out of a Sunday morning at any other church. We can sit around and have discussion oriented church (a la Lane Davis). We can serve other people through service projects, and community service (apparently a little known secret in this world is that ANYONE can do this kind of stuff--you don't have to be a part of a church or "good works group" to help other people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean when you think about it, what could this group not do that a "real" church could do? The only thing I've come up with is perform weddings (but I also know you can be certified through internet churches to be able to do that too). We could baptize and celebrate communion. And some of you out there (especially the Methodists) are saying "no no no you have to be ordained to do that". To you I say "phoooeeeeyyy"...and you can quote me on that! Don't get me wrong I'm certainly not biting the hand that feeds me (figuratively and sometimes even literally...we eat all the time at this church), but I believe that those things can be done, and whether I'm ordained or not doesn't effect the genuinity of a baptism or even the serving of communion. If our "Discussion Church" brings in a new member who gets really involved and has an awakening of some kind in their faith and want to be baptized, what is it about our group that shouldn't allow us to do that for them, and share in that joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you think I'm out of my mind, or probably even biting at sacrilege or blasphemy, but you know ask me this is how we got "churches" in the first place. Now I'm certainly not saying our group is "more holy" than the church or even better. I'm simply saying how nice would it be for a group of believers to get together without the "church BS" (believe me there's plenty) and do just what we were intended to do...have genuine worship, fellowship, and growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not be Oregon, or California, but it just might be Church in it's purest form. Tar and feather me if you like, but this is something I just wanted to share. Hit me with ideas or existentialistic views if you so desire!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112793026093712271?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112793026093712271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112793026093712271' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112793026093712271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112793026093712271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/09/church-outside-box.html' title='Church Outside the Box'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112733330040686339</id><published>2005-09-21T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T13:12:55.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Da Plane, 'Da Plane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/1600/triquetra1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7897/454/200/triquetra.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I'm getting closer and closer to getting a tattoo. Some of you know my brother got one the other day, and I've always been thinking about it, but have just never done it. Attached for your viewing pleasure is the one I would like to get. It is known as the "Triquetra" and is described as such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Triquetra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early symbol of the Holy Trinity. The three equal arcs express eternity in their continuous form, indivisibility in their interweaving, and their center is a triangle, ancient Trinity symbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan is to get it on the inside of my right forearm, not too big, but not so small that it looks like I've always got dirt on my arm. I'm also probably going to skip out on the traditional black, and shoot for something in a warm brownish (think henna) color. Tell me what you think, but ultimately it's my arm and not yours so na na na boo boo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112733330040686339?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112733330040686339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112733330040686339' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112733330040686339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112733330040686339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/09/da-plane-da-plane.html' title='&apos;Da Plane, &apos;Da Plane'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112724631341691622</id><published>2005-09-20T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T12:58:33.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stream of (Un)Consciousness</title><content type='html'>Because I don't have to explain myself to you people, I am now going to post for you the random journey that my mind took over the course of the weekend (no drugs were not involved, unless you count licking the gum under the back pew at church).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why is it okay to put up a 40 foot rebel flag on the side of the interstate, when it is so offensive to so many? Freedom of speech that's why. On the same hand though why couldn't I put up a 40 foot flag with the Nazi Swastika on it? Because I would be firebombed back to the stoneage that's why. Sure there's freedom of speech and all, and I'm a big supporter of that, but how about some common sense and decency. Do we really need to memorialize and remember a time when our forefathers actually owned people (you know the living breathing kind with souls)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why can't people in Alabama (in particular) come up with something better to say to you at Church on Sunday morning than "How 'bout them Tigers?" or "That boy for the Tide sure looked good yesterday." or even just greeting you at the door to church that morning with "War Eagle" or "Roll Tide". There's got to be more to life than that. Don't get me wrong I LOVE college football, and I am a big Auburn fan. There's a line though. And the saddest part is that I find myself becoming "that guy" sometimes. It can't happen. It's very similar to the reason that I stopped wearing baseball pants to play church league softball. I can't become "middle-aged softball guy". It's perfectly fine to play in shorts and not slide. I'm not going to win the softball world series and get a big contract extension. Life moves on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What is the average body temeperature of a deer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What is it about being a gay young person on an MTV show that gives you carte blanche to say the most raunchy things you can think of and laugh about it like it's cute (i.e. "Jane's mom said she likes seafood which is great because I'm craving clam"..."Ginny is so cute she's like Harry Potter with a vagina")--reference MTV's "Date My Mom" (also one guy attempting to date a girl said "Cindy's mom seems sweet, I hope her daughter is a slut"). UGGGGGHHHH! I think I need to go scrub my cerebral cortex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There should be a whole list of rules (COMING SOON TO A "NICK'S BLOG" NEAR YOU) about teenagers and being out in public. I don't have time for this one right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When did it become socially acceptable to buy clothes that are too small, and act like no one noticed. If I put something on and I have a "roll" I'm either changing or not leaving the house, and I'M A GUY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Racism makes me want to eat my own brain with a pair of chopsticks and a quart of motor oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm having a "case of the Tuesday's"...Time to go home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112724631341691622?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112724631341691622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112724631341691622' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112724631341691622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112724631341691622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/09/stream-of-unconsciousness.html' title='Stream of (Un)Consciousness'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112665581095925462</id><published>2005-09-13T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T16:56:50.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny-Thanks to Lane</title><content type='html'>Because Lane knows funny. I got this link off his site. &lt;a href="http://mcsweeneys.net/links/lists/10JamesErwin.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; cracks me up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112665581095925462?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112665581095925462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112665581095925462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112665581095925462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112665581095925462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/09/funny-thanks-to-lane.html' title='Funny-Thanks to Lane'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112664022749964889</id><published>2005-09-13T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T12:37:46.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenage Wasteland</title><content type='html'>Ok, this isn't a brand new phenomenon, but last night I watched one of the most infuriating shows I've possibly ever seen on TV. On a side note I am beyond excited because Laura now has cable at her apartment and therefore I am able to watch real TV again (i.e. The Daily Show, SportsCenter, Food Network, and The Discovery Channel). Anyhow back to my rage. Last night we watched a show called &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/onair/dyn/sweet_16/series.jhtml"&gt;My Super Sweet Sixteen&lt;/a&gt; This show is about spoiled rich kids having the "party of their life". I don't really know how to tell you about this show. My only suggestion is to, even if you typically stay away from stuff like this, watch an episode next time it is on. And now for the real kicker. This show is on MTV. I know you could have never in a million years guessed that, but it is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More coming soon, just dropped this off while I was thinking about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112664022749964889?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112664022749964889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112664022749964889' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112664022749964889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112664022749964889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/09/teenage-wasteland.html' title='Teenage Wasteland'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112612881931054145</id><published>2005-09-07T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T14:33:39.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Response</title><content type='html'>A couple of blogs ago I posted a letter to the Montgomery Advertiser written by a Rosemary Reeves of Montgomery. I titled that particular blog "Why I've Got to Get Out of Alabama". The following is my letter to the editor in repsonse to Mrs. Reeves (it ran this past Sunday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sheehan simply exercising rights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in response to Rosemary Reeves' recent letter. For her to say to Cindy Sheehan that her dead son would be ashamed of her for wanting to speak to the president is appalling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ask if she remembers the 9/11 attacks, and then ask "Do you want more of that?" because she was sitting outside the president's ranch in Texas makes no sense. Presidents do deserve some level of respect, but they also have a responsibility to speak to their actions, and for her to discount Cindy Sheehan because she "only sees her son's part in all this" is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy Sheehan is not "an aid to the enemy," as Reeves put it, and she certainly is no traitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy Sheehan is a grieving mother using her First Amendment rights. And in case anyone has forgotten, just because you are against the war in Iraq doesn't mean that you don't support the U.S. troops, nor does it mean that you are for the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presidents should be praised, but they should also be held accountable to the decisions they make.&lt;br /&gt;Nick Mielke&lt;br /&gt;Millbrook&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112612881931054145?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112612881931054145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112612881931054145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112612881931054145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112612881931054145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/09/in-response.html' title='In Response'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112560303816429704</id><published>2005-09-01T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T12:30:38.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gbgm-umc.org/umcor/emergency/hurricanes/2005/"&gt;Go here to help with Hurricane Katrina!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112560303816429704?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112560303816429704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112560303816429704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112560303816429704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112560303816429704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina-relief.html' title='Katrina Relief'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112544375258451078</id><published>2005-08-30T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T16:16:12.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling the Burn?...Take 5 Weeks Off!</title><content type='html'>The President did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this sidebar from the latest issue of Rollingstone Magazine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less Is More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;As he wraps up five weeks of mountain biking and brush-cutting in Crawford, Texas -- the longest presidential retreat in four decades -- George W. Bush has now spent twenty percent of his entire presidency vacationing at his ranch. Add in his frequent retreats to Kennebunkport and Camp David, and Bush is on track to complete less than 6.5 of his allotted eight years in the Oval Office. That's less than any modern president except Nixon -- who forfeited two years to avoid impeachment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112544375258451078?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112544375258451078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112544375258451078' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112544375258451078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112544375258451078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/08/feeling-burntake-5-weeks-off.html' title='Feeling the Burn?...Take 5 Weeks Off!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112542835910744094</id><published>2005-08-30T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T16:17:14.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I've Got to Get Out of Alabama!</title><content type='html'>A letter to the editor in Tuesday's Montgomery Advertiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;President sees bigger picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Sheehan, I am only one of many who lived through World War II, the Korean War and the Vietnam War. I feel very closely your pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I wonder whether your son would be proud of you. He knew when he joined the military that he might face these circumstances and yet it did not deter him from his mission. I believe he would hang his head in shame because you are making his death for America seem worthless. How sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the 9/11 attack on American soil? Do you want more of that? You are a dishonor not only to your son, but to all brave men and women who died to keep America free. Freedom for all comes with a price; it is not free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American presidents should be respected. They see the great picture, while you see only your son's part in it. People like you are an aid to the enemy that your son died to defeat. A long time ago we called it treason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you like President Bush or not does not matter. He is not a personal issue, but represents America to the world. Stand behind him and our troops. They need the confidence of every American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I praise every young, courageous man and his leaders. America has not seen a Hitler or troop occupation of our personal neighborhoods or of America as a whole. We have not experienced torture or imprisonment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presidents like Bush should be praised.&lt;br /&gt;Rosemary Reeves&lt;br /&gt;Montgomery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have the words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112542835910744094?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112542835910744094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112542835910744094' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112542835910744094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112542835910744094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/08/why-ive-got-to-get-out-of-alabama.html' title='Why I&apos;ve Got to Get Out of Alabama!'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112489594115404945</id><published>2005-08-24T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T08:05:41.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPORTANT PRESS RELEASE</title><content type='html'>I wouldn't typically pass along these things (such a cliche thing to say), but I got this in an email and knew my Democrat friends would enjoy it. My apologies in advance to Valerie "Tex" Marlowe as it's about "the Guv'na".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BUSH REFUSES TO SET TIMETABLE FOR WITHDRAWAL FROM CRAWFORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early End to Vacation Would 'Send Terrible Signal,' President Says&lt;br /&gt;President George W. Bush said today that he understands and respects the &lt;br /&gt;views of those who are calling for him to cut short his summer vacation, &lt;br /&gt;but warned that an immediate withdrawal from Crawford, Texas would "send a &lt;br /&gt;terrible signal to the enemy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The enemy would like nothing better than to see me cut short my vacation &lt;br /&gt;and get back to the White House," Mr. Bush told reporters. "They hate my &lt;br /&gt;freedom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the president said that he would withdraw from Crawford "soon," he &lt;br /&gt;refused to set a timetable for his departure from the ranch, saying that &lt;br /&gt;much work there still needs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Bush, who has been spending much of his vacation clearing brush, said &lt;br /&gt;that he is making great progress in training ranch hands to take over that &lt;br /&gt;job for him, but cautioned that they are not yet prepared to do the job &lt;br /&gt;themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Once the ranch hands have shown that they are able to clear the brush on &lt;br /&gt;their own, I will withdraw from Crawford, but that day has not yet come," &lt;br /&gt;the president said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Bush was dismissive of polls showing that the public thinks his current &lt;br /&gt;vacation is becoming a quagmire, much like his August 2001 vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the White House, spokesman Scott McClellan defended the president's &lt;br /&gt;decision to remain in Crawford indefinitely: "President Bush deserves &lt;br /&gt;August off, especially when you consider how many summers he had to go to &lt;br /&gt;school."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112489594115404945?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112489594115404945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112489594115404945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112489594115404945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112489594115404945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/08/important-press-release.html' title='IMPORTANT PRESS RELEASE'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112482058513400697</id><published>2005-08-23T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T15:52:24.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Reason Why I'm Thinking About Not Being A Christian Anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Venezuela Slams Robertson Over Remark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARACAS, Venezuela - Venezuela's vice president accused religious broadcaster Pat Robertson on Tuesday of making "terrorist statements" by suggesting that American agents assassinate President Hugo Chavez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vice President Jose Vicente Rangel said Venezuela was studying its legal options, adding that how Washington responds to Robertson's comments would put its anti-terrorism policy to the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The ball is in the U.S. court, after this criminal statement by a citizen of that country," Rangel told reporters. "It's huge hypocrisy to maintain this discourse against terrorism and at the same time, in the heart of that country, there are entirely terrorist statements like those."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The State Department distanced itself from Robertson's comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We do not share his view, and his comments are inappropriate," spokesman Sean McCormack said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no immediate comment from Chavez, who was winding up an official visit to Cuba on Tuesday. Scores of journalists awaited Chavez at the airport, where he was to board a plane for a trip to Jamaica to discuss a Venezuela initiative to supply petroleum to Caribbean countries under favorable financial terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, Robertson said on the Christian Broadcast Network's "The 700 Club": "We have the ability to take him out, and I think the time has come that we exercise that ability."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"We don't need another $200 billion war to get rid of one, you know, strong-arm dictator," he continued. "It's a whole lot easier to have some of the covert operatives do the job and then get it over with."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chavez has emerged as one of the most outspoken critics of&lt;br /&gt;President Bush, accusing the United States of conspiring to topple his government and possibly backing plots to assassinate him. U.S. officials have called the accusations ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know, I don't know about this doctrine of assassination, but if he thinks we're trying to assassinate him, I think that we really ought to go ahead and do it," Robertson said. "It's a whole lot cheaper than starting a war ... and I don't think any oil shipments will stop."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rangel called Robertson "a man who seems to have quite a bit of influence in that country," adding sarcastically that his words were &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"very Christian."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comments "reveal that religious fundamentalism is one of the great problems facing humanity in these times," Rangel said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robertson's remarks appear likely to further stoke tensions between Washington and Caracas. Chavez has repeatedly claimed that American officials are plotting to oust or kill him — charges U.S. officials have denied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The United States is the top buyer of Venezuelan crude, but Chavez has made it clear he wants to decrease the country's dependence on the U.S. market by finding other buyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chavez has survived a brief 2002 coup, a devastating two-month strike that ended in early 2003 and recall referendum in 2004. The former army paratroop commander, a close ally of Cuban leader&lt;br /&gt;Fidel Castro, is up for re-election next year, and polls suggest he is the favorite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112482058513400697?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112482058513400697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112482058513400697' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112482058513400697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112482058513400697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-reason-why-im-thinking-about.html' title='Another Reason Why I&apos;m Thinking About Not Being A Christian Anymore'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112480941824596526</id><published>2005-08-23T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T08:03:38.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Breaking News (paper letters that I wrote) pt.2</title><content type='html'>Alright kids. This post and the one below it are a couple of "Letters to the Editor" that I've written over the last couple of years. I found them while I was going through a documents folder on my computer, and thought I'd share them if for no other reason to spark some good commentary. I know I usually try to the "the funny guy" (if it doesn't work, just leave me to my delusions), but some things get me fired up, politics, and uninformed people trying to give their opinions are a couple of them. Anyhow enough of the preface. This article is in response to the defeat of the Amendment One tax vote here in the great state of Alabama (I'm introducing legislation to try and get the new state slogan to be "Alabama: It's really red here!"..........it works on several levels , tell me what you think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-As much as I wanted to, I did not go back through and edit this letter for this post. It is the same as I wrote it when it was published.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Power of a Word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever considered the power that a single word can hold?  Surely in our lives our parents and authority figures have taught us that our words can affect many people in many different ways.  I was reminded last week of the power of a word upon hearing the results of the Amendment One vote.  The overwhelming word that came out of our state on September 9th was a short one, “no”.  After much bitterness and anger at the residents of our state who with a single word announced their satisfaction with not looking to the future, and for not advancing our state, I realized just what “no” means.  “No” means that our schools are not going to be able to spend money on much needed textbooks and improvements to school facilities.  “No” means that because of the lack of guards and facility space some prisoners of the Alabama penal system could be set free.  “No” means that healthcare for the elderly and low-income families (especially children) are going to be affected.  “No” means that the wealthy of our state who haven’t been fairly taxed for a long time now are going to continue to keep their money to themselves, and not help our state.  After all, what do they have to worry about their children go to private schools.  “No” means that the state of Alabama is going to continue to trail behind the rest of the nation in education because we are so shortsighted that all we care about is money, and not about helping our children grow to become the leaders we are going to want in the future.  Finally “no” means that we as a state will continue to struggle for as long as we shut ourselves off from opportunities to advance and make positive change for the citizens of Alabama.  I guess “no” is a pretty powerful word after all, and if you ask me if I think that is right I would only have one thing to say…”no”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Mielke&lt;br /&gt;Montgomery, Al.  36106&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/7409294-112480941824596526?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112480941824596526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112480941824596526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112480941824596526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112480941824596526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/08/late-breaking-news-paper-letters-that_23.html' title='Late Breaking News (paper letters that I wrote) pt.2'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112480911425680642</id><published>2005-08-23T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T07:58:34.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Breaking News (paper letters that I wrote) pt. 1</title><content type='html'>This one is in response to opinions voiced by some rather "God fearing" individuals about the Roy Moore decision. Again I had to resist my urge to edit some of this, but this is how it was written and submitted to the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Judge Roy Moore is not a hero, he is not a martyr, and he is not some great champion of Christian advocacy.  Judge Moore is one who tried to put himself above the law, and was given his just reward.  As a Christian I say these things with strong conviction.  I firmly believe that our state, country, and humanity as a whole would be much better off if we could live by the principles of the Ten Commandments, but at the same time the laws of our land state that there is to be a separation of church and state, and Judge Moore plainly defied that.  To the gentleman in Wednesday’s paper who compared the Moore decision to Nagasaki you should be ashamed of your statement.  To compare the deaths of untold numbers of people to the decision to move a statue out of a public place is sickening.  And to the woman also in the Wednesday paper who stated “I am ashamed to tell people I am from the state of Alabama, but this is my state and my country also.  The people who are against Moore should be thrown out of this state and this country.” First of all this is not YOUR state and country, it is OURS and as such we have to live together and be respectful of one another’s space, beliefs, and values.  We do not have to accept them, but we should respect them.  Imposing a monument such as Judge Moore’s is a violation of this shared country that we live in.  To state that the people against Moore should be thrown out of this state and this country is very offensive and shows a great lack of thought or respect for the ideas of others.  Please feel free to wear your “Ten Commandments t-shirt” no one has told you that you can’t.  What you can’t do is expect everyone else to wear one and then have a lawsuit and threaten to throw them out of the country if they choose not to.  Finally, if we are going to have such a big deal about this monument and how “it belongs in the rotunda”, then I would like to request that we also have a statue of the Buddha to sit right next to that monument.  Some of the teachings of Buddha state “Do Not Lie”, “Do Not Kill”, and “Do Not Steal”.  These are values very much along the same lines as those that we treasure in the Ten Commandments.  I would, however, venture a guess that if this statue were to come about in our state building that the same Christians who wanted the Ten Commandments left where they were, would want the Buddha removed from the property.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Mielke&lt;br /&gt;Millbrook, Al.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112480911425680642?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112480911425680642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112480911425680642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112480911425680642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112480911425680642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/08/late-breaking-news-paper-letters-that.html' title='Late Breaking News (paper letters that I wrote) pt. 1'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112420837486192137</id><published>2005-08-16T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T09:06:14.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Well God Didn't Give EVERYONE Earlobes"</title><content type='html'>That's right boys and squirrels you read it hear first. Not everyone on this great planet of ours was blessed by their creator to have earlobes. Now you are asking yourself how on earth did you uncover such a shocking discovery (or you may be thinking  "why the hell am I even reading this blog?")? Well let me tell you. My dear sweet fiance Laura is a speech pathologist at Dalraida Elementary School here in Montgomery (the city that has a striking reputation for the quality of it's public schools--38 in the county on the "endangered" list as released last week). And as happens at the beginning of the school year there are new students who have moved into town from other places. Well one particular young man, in perhaps the 2nd or 3rd grade, arrived yesterday with his mother for the first day of school. This young man had big faux-diamond stud earrings in both ears, and as the tour of the school was being given the principal informed the mother that he would not be allowed to wear the earrings to school as per dresscode rules. The mother then replied that his old school in Texas (figures there'd be a problem with a Texan) attempted to make the same rule and that they sued the school system and were finally able to get their way. The principal responded that if they had the money to pay another lawyer and take up a second lawsuit then she should feel free to do so, but in the meantime the boy would not be allowed to wear earrings to school. The mother's final rebuttal in all of this was of course...&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Well God Didn't Give EVERYONE Earlobes!!"&lt;/span&gt; And yet we are surprised when parents can't figure out why their kids aren't doing better in school. I'm going to take a wild guess and say maybe you should focus more on the reading and less on the bling! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's a fun little antecdote for this morning (thanks Love!). I'll try and get a post in maybe this afternoon about the aftermath of the "Back to School Retreat" from this past weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commentators: Do your thing! Go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112420837486192137?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112420837486192137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112420837486192137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112420837486192137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112420837486192137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/08/well-god-didnt-give-everyone-earlobes.html' title='&quot;Well God Didn&apos;t Give EVERYONE Earlobes&quot;'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112317828795417319</id><published>2005-08-04T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T10:58:40.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>General Malaise</title><content type='html'>General Malaise just ordered me to do something and I told him to shove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my blog that I don't update often enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a lot of pressure on myself when I write a blog entry to be witty and hilarious (ironic that it never turns out that way isn't it?) and when I'm not feeling it I don't write it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dukes of Hazzard comes out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paid off an entire credit card in one day, and it felt GREAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony is getting hit by a Dodge Pickup Truck (thank you Dane Cook).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a big waste of everyone's time, including mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave me interesting comments so I can have something to respond to or write about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has all been a dream...SNAP OUT OF IT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112317828795417319?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112317828795417319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112317828795417319' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112317828795417319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112317828795417319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/08/general-malaise.html' title='General Malaise'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112241821652537868</id><published>2005-07-26T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T07:57:11.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail to the Chief...</title><content type='html'>Holy crap! That's all I really know to say at this moment...Holy Crap!! Once again demonstrating my innate ability to live "behind the times" on most everything (ironic for one who is so in love with studying popular culture), I made an amazing discovery this weekend. The West Wing. Yes you read that right, and yes I'm aware that it's been on for about 7 years now, but I just discovered the West Wing. Now of course I knew it existed, but I had never watched it (in a feeble attempt to make a small excuse for myself...it is traditionally on tv on Wednesday nights, and well I have a job that causes me to be at work on Wednesday nights). Well this weekend I borrowed the complete season 1 DVD set from my friend Jason, and I am hooked. If "The West Wing" were as illegal as heroin I would be in jail right now balled up in a corner screaming and banging on my veins hoping something would magically appear to ease this sweet aching in my body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm back now. Sorry that got weird at the end. But seriously, have you seen this show? It's amazing. It's drama. It's comedy. It's even a democratic president (boy do I miss those). I know you all will tune me out immediately if I keep ranting and raving about something you've been on to for years so I'm going to move on and attempt to spice this up just a little.But first...please don't ruin it for me. I've finished season 1 and as of press time (that's right now 9:45 a.m. Wednesday) I'm ten episodes into season 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto the fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my life was the West Wing who would I be? Who would fill the roles of the other staff members (using people from my life and circles of friends that is)? Talk amongst yourselves, and leave it in the comments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'll excuse me I've got a country to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Editor's Note: by country we mean youth program, and by "to run" we mean play tetris and listen to the radio)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112241821652537868?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112241821652537868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112241821652537868' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112241821652537868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112241821652537868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/07/hail-to-chief.html' title='Hail to the Chief...'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112188046257319138</id><published>2005-07-20T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T07:22:50.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Favor of the Lord</title><content type='html'>Alright ladies and germs it's time for everyone's favorite new periodic segment "The Favor of the Lord". As we look at Proverbs 12:2 we see  "A good man obtains favor from the LORD,but the LORD condemns a crafty man."  By reading this passage we can assume that those who prosper and maybe tend to have a sense of awesome that goes above and beyond that which us "normal" people possess. So for your reading pleasure I will list those whom I believe the Lord is favoring this week (think of this as a Holy Spirit guided version of 'Best Week Ever').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chris Martin and his bandmates in Coldplay. A little behind the leading edge new releases I came into my own copy of the new CD "X&amp;Y" and by listening to this wonder of musical goodness, it is very clear that the God spent a little extra time making this group of gentlemen. From the melodic strains of the first single "Speed of Sound" to the laid back longing "The Hardest Part" and even the gentle twang of "Kingdom of Heaven" it is clear that Chris Martin says his prayers at least twice a day and possibly even tithes, because the Lord is favoring him for sure (did I mention he is married to Gwyneth Paltrow?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Christopher Nolan. For those of you who may not know, Christopher Nolan is the director of the recently released "Batman Begins" (also of fame for the movies "Memento" and "Insomnia". I saw this movie last night (like I said I'm not exactly "Mr. New Release" most of the time) and was blown away. I had been hearing from people for a couple of weeks just how good it was and decided to see for myself. First of all it is a great movie that cuts out the cartoony fluff created by the last couple of Batman movies (the only good ones before now were the two Michael Keaton versions). With Christian Bale in the role of Bruce Wayne we learn about the actual beginnings and what drives this tormented young man to seek out justice in the shadows of Gotham. Overall the movie was gritty, real (relatively speaking) and had so much great focus on the principal of justice. Definitely one that will get put into "Mr. Nick's Youth Group Movie Bible Study collection".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-For reasons unbeknownst to EVERYONE the Lord apparently favors a couple of derelict Michaels these days. As you all are aware Michael Jackson was cleared on ALL CHARGES...&lt;tap tap tap&gt; "is this thing on?"...ALL CHARGES??? Didn't he admit to giving the kid something alcoholic to drink? Well he's cleared on that one too. I know that Billie Jean was a good song and all, but NOT THAT GOOD! Also it would appear that Mike Tyson is going to be fighting once again, I don't know, but I'm pretty sure his days went out with the decline of "PunchOut" on the original Nintendo. But hey someone wants to waste money to watch a tattoo faced psycho get punched in the head, so why not? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think that's all I have off the top of my head for now, if you know of those others whom it would appear that the Lord is favoring these days leave it in the comments. If not, go watch a video of a monkey washing a cat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112188046257319138?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112188046257319138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112188046257319138' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112188046257319138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112188046257319138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/07/favor-of-lord.html' title='The Favor of the Lord'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-112110557415783144</id><published>2005-07-11T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T11:12:54.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Going On</title><content type='html'>It's been a while (as one of my anonymous "commentors" has pointed out to me...F.Y.I. don't comment anonymously, I mean I know I could turn that option off if I wanted to, but at least sign your name in your comment or something...geez guys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a brief respite (sp?-Val?)from "Ye Olde Bloge" I'm back to do nothing more spectacular than give you the update on various factors and factions in and around my life. Think of this as kind of like those sappy little "whats going on in our family letters" you get at Christmas time from your long lost Aunt Rosita, or the neighbors that no one actually cares about. Much like those, you may not care about most of what I'll tell you, but it's my letter and I'll write what I want to (write what I want to)...you would write too if it happened to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Still getting married WAHOO!! For those of you who thought it'd never last...HA in your face! Actually wedding stuff seems to be going very smoothly, we've got lots of the major details down (people, places, things, times, etc...) but there are still some things to work on, so we continue! 5 months from yesterday is the big day!! Not so far away really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Speaking of fiancees (indirectly by the wedding talk above) Laura left for Puerto Rico on Saturday morning to chaperone a Sr. High mission trip with FUMC Montgomery, and it seems to be going well with the exception of the food and the lingering potential of Tropical Depression Emily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Speaking of Emily. Emily and Dave are on their way back to California AGAIN!! They wanted to assign him for 3-4 months and he said if he was going he wouldn't be returning to Belgium until after the first of the year (keeping in mind they have a baby due December 11th). So they will be stateside, but they may still not make the wedding seeing as Dec. 10th and 11th are right next to each other I don't know how FUMC feels about people giving birth in their sanctuary. Guess we'll wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Speaking of babies (what am I doing now playing six degrees of Nick's blog?). A special congratulations goes out to Stephanie and Brian Gates on the news that they are expecting their first child. Just remember you spell it N-I-C-H-O-L-A-S and it can work for a boy or a girl! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Speaking of girls. I talked to Lane yesterday (that's an inside Huntingdon joke). And really there's nothing to say other than to take a cheap shot at an old joke. Thanks Dr. Lewis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that's all the news for now! Leave me some comments, or maybe some other news if you've got it. I'm off to do today's crossword puzzle (because I have a job that allows me such joys, and I'm extremely addicted to them right now). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Dudes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-112110557415783144?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/112110557415783144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=112110557415783144' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112110557415783144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/112110557415783144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/07/whats-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s Going On'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-111979414739686038</id><published>2005-06-26T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T06:55:47.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Were A Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/wdra.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Georgia Ref, Book Antiqua, Garamond" size="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;i&gt;Watership Down&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;by Richard Adams&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Though many think of you as a bit young, even childish, you're&lt;br /&gt;actually incredibly deep and complex. You show people the need to rethink their&lt;br /&gt;assumptions, and confront them on everything from how they think to where they &lt;br /&gt;build their houses. You might be one of the greatest people of all time. You'd&lt;br /&gt;be recognized as such if you weren't always talking about talking rabbits.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/bquiz.htm"&gt;Book Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the &lt;a href="http://bluepyramid.org"&gt;Blue Pyramid&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-111979414739686038?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/111979414739686038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=111979414739686038' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/111979414739686038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/111979414739686038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/06/if-i-were-book_111979414739686038.html' title='If I Were A Book'/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409294.post-111886808177531341</id><published>2005-06-15T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T13:41:21.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/207/1283/640/nickandlaurajubilee22.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/207/1283/320/nickandlaurajubilee22.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't live around here or just haven't met her yet this is Laura and I at Jubilee this year!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7409294-111886808177531341?l=nickmielke78.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/feeds/111886808177531341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7409294&amp;postID=111886808177531341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/111886808177531341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7409294/posts/default/111886808177531341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickmielke78.blogspot.com/2005/06/for-those-of-you-who-dont-live-around_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Nick M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268020812885185515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
