<?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-11312128</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:22:53.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRE AND OIL PURIFY STEEL</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-682641810379649806</id><published>2007-05-24T01:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T01:14:20.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;I saw this and thought of my friend Nathan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Changes                  to the English language&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the European Union rather than German, which was the other possibility. As part of the negotiations, Her Majesty's Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a five-year phase-in plan that would be known as 'Euro-English'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;In the first year, 's' will replace the soft 'c'. Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy. The hard 'c' will be dropped in favor of the 'k'. This should klear up konfusion and keyboards kan have one less letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome 'ph' will be replased with the 'f'. This will make words like 'fotograf' 20% shorter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;In the third year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expected to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible. Governments will enkorage the removal of double leters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling. Also, al wil agre that the horible mes of the silent 'e' in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;By the fourth year, peopl wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing 'th' with 'z' and 'w' wiz 'v'. During ze fifz year ze unesesary 'o' kan be dropd from vords kontaining 'ou' and similar changes vud of kurs be aplid to ozer kombinations of leters. After ze fifz yer ve vil hav a rali sensibl ritn styl. Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evriun vil find it ezi tu undrstand ech ozer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Zen                  Z Drem Vil Finali Kum Tru!!&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/11312128-682641810379649806?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/682641810379649806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=682641810379649806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/682641810379649806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/682641810379649806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-saw-this-and-thought-of-my-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-8296680280789113212</id><published>2007-05-20T07:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T07:22:05.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Youtube</title><content type='html'>I logged into my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt; page and saw that I have watched a total of 3,219 videos, and that is just when I'm logged in. And since I'm only logged in about half the time, that's a whole lot of videos. Also I haven't posted a single video(I am not techno-savvy), but I have 102 favorites. What I love about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; is the memories it can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;invoke&lt;/span&gt;.  Like I typed in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Carman&lt;/span&gt;, and found a bunch of videos from his concerts, including one that I when to as a kid.  Or there's the fun stuff like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;original&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Numa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Numa&lt;/span&gt; guy, and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;leggo&lt;/span&gt; Princess Bride.  And then there's just the butt load of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wushu&lt;/span&gt; and highlander videos that I have to collect. I had a point when I started this but I've completely lost it. If I remember it I'll add another post.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, one more thing.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Congratulations&lt;/span&gt; to Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Nathan and Maria &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Epp&lt;/span&gt;, who got married yesterday.  the wedding was awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-8296680280789113212?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/8296680280789113212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=8296680280789113212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/8296680280789113212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/8296680280789113212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2007/05/youtube.html' title='Youtube'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-1310454225774924896</id><published>2007-04-09T02:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T02:54:11.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished doing sound at my church for 12 hours straight. I was actually pretty easy for most of the night. For three sets the artist only wanted a mic for them to sing and they played electric guitar. Also since there were less than 10 people there for most of the night at one time, I took advantage of the amazing space our church has and spent a couple hours working on my Butterfly kick for wushu. It's starting to look good. Of course I was dizzy for the next few hours, but them's the breaks.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, anyone catch the St. Pierre.v.Serra fight? I had to miss it but I hear it was great. I love it when the underdog wins. Congrats to Matt "the Terror" Serra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-1310454225774924896?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/1310454225774924896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=1310454225774924896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/1310454225774924896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/1310454225774924896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-just-finished-doing-sound-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-210073655606474683</id><published>2007-03-16T01:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T02:17:10.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Practice</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like when you have to practice or finish something that that's when the distractions come?  Of course, everyone does.  Well for me, I don't think I ever really learned to ignore all the distractions.  When it came to studying in school, or more importantly doing homework assignments, I would easily get distracted, usually by T.V.  And now at work I get distracted more by the amount of time I have and the overstimulation of my brain.  You see I work a ten hours night shift.  And I would have to say that lately 5.5 hours of that is spent reading on the couch in the office.  And nearly all of that is spent in silence, but that doesn't me it's quiet.  I think that's a big problem for me, I can quiet my mind.  I have to be doing something.  Either reading, talking(to myself occasionally), or have some song or another running through my head.  Also I get alot of t.v.  and movie dialogue running up there too.  Of course that makes me pretty good at movie and t.v. trivia.  Seriously, if you ask me any question regarding an episode of Highlander, Stargate SG-1, Macgyver, Buffy, Angel, Firefly, Or CSI, And I should be able to answer you.  I know, I'm a geek, but hey, I'm a geek that can beat you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now back to the point(see how easily i get distracted).  I recently found out that I'm going to be in my first Martial Arts tournament on April. 28.  So that means I have a month and a half to learn two routines, one unarmed, and one weapons form.  I already know the unarmed form since I've been doing it for the last year, but it still need's alot of clean up.  Now weapons form is alot different.  For one thing, the sword is called a nandao( southern broadsword), and I only received it late Febuary.  Also the style of Wushu that I study most is Nonchen( I have absolutly no idea how to spell it), which uses smaller more compact movement with alot more power and strength, ie, the one inch punch.  This means I have to increase my core strength, which is very painful to do.  I also have to work on my cardio endurence, and my flexability.  Now for thosewho don't know me, I'm a big guy.  I'm 6'2", and am usually between 270-290, depending on the week I had.  So I have my work cut out for me, but I keep getting distracted.  Either my family is calling my cell(no one else dares calling during the day), or the home phone is ringing off the hook, and I'm taking messages all day, or my sisters bring my nephews over needing a babysitter.  Now I love the little guy's, but have you ever tried to do floor stretches in the visinity of a 3.5 years old, and a 1 year old.  It ain't easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess I better get back to training.  2am seems to be my only free time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-210073655606474683?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/210073655606474683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=210073655606474683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/210073655606474683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/210073655606474683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2007/03/gotta-practice.html' title='Gotta Practice'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-2043024706508662247</id><published>2007-01-26T16:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T16:58:17.465-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have totally found the best way to lose weight fast for a week.  Get the flu, then have that manifest in your throat so you develope ulcers that make you feel like you have strep(?) throat, and your all set.  I survived for four days on ginger ale, orange juice, and a few crackers whenever I had to take the t3's for the massive amount of pain the ulcers caused.  And I dropped 15 pounds without moving a muscle.  of course the down side is it left too weak to do almost anything, that and I was running a fever for the duration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm back to my normal self, although still a few pounds lighter, and going to wushu for the first time in two weeks, so all is okay today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-2043024706508662247?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2043024706508662247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=2043024706508662247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/2043024706508662247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/2043024706508662247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-have-totally-found-best-way-to-lose.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-115837450000123276</id><published>2006-09-15T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T21:44:06.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been a long time. I don't even know if anyone still checks this things, since I didn't bother for a month. That's mostly because I spent as much of the summer offline as I could. But it's also because I've been on a very emotional and spiritual roller coaster these last few months(well actually years). I can't really express what I'm going thru in words, I don't know if it's because I haven't opened up about really anything in my life for years, or if it's just fear. For as long as I can remember, when ever people asked me how I'm doing, I say good, fine, not to bad, when inside I'm screaming HORRIBLE!!. I mean except for a couple of glimmers, I have felt spiritually dead all my life. I know that I don't have a personal relationship with Jesus. I just live off the crumbs of the people around me, and I can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is me asking for help in the only way I can at the moment. For those of you who know me, prayer, email, coffee, this is as far as I feel I can take this on my own, but I'm not good at asking for help, so please, pray about this, and ask God what to do.&lt;br /&gt;-Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-115837450000123276?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/115837450000123276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=115837450000123276&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/115837450000123276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/115837450000123276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2006/09/wow-its-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-114989364868756341</id><published>2006-06-09T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T17:57:56.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay just wanted to quickly post that my new nephew was born on tuesday evening. Zachary Adun Single was born at 10pm after 29 hours of labour( wow ). 7lb 4 oz. will post a pic when I can. Or you can go to &lt;a href="http://www.adune.ca/photo/"&gt;www.adune.ca/photo/&lt;/a&gt; I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('displayimage.php?pid=21&amp;fullsize=1','71874489fa1d08d89','scrollbars=yes,toolbar=no,status=no,resizable=yes,width=2053,height=1532')" href="javascript:;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('displayimage.php?pid=21&amp;fullsize=1','71874489fa1d08d89','scrollbars=yes,toolbar=no,status=no,resizable=yes,width=2053,height=1532')" href="javascript:;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('displayimage.php?pid=21&amp;fullsize=1','71874489fa1d08d89','scrollbars=yes,toolbar=no,status=no,resizable=yes,width=2053,height=1532')" href="javascript:;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('displayimage.php?pid=21&amp;fullsize=1','71874489fa1d08d89','scrollbars=yes,toolbar=no,status=no,resizable=yes,width=2053,height=1532')" href="javascript:;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-114989364868756341?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/114989364868756341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=114989364868756341&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/114989364868756341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/114989364868756341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2006/06/okay-just-wanted-to-quickly-post-that.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-114737743111679168</id><published>2006-05-11T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T14:57:11.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I've really bored with the computer lately.  This is mostly because my energy level in the past few months has sky-rocketed and sitting in front of the computer for any extended period of time just sucks.  This is wierd because I can still sit infront of the T.V for hours upon hours in my down time.  I think this is because I am alone alot.  I figured out that I spend maybe 4 hours in the company of other people on my days off, and add another 2 hours to that on the days when I work.  And this includes 2 hours of wushu 3 days a week.  Even when I'm doing sound at church for a few hours, I'm in my own little world, away from erveryone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out that I am in a group wushu piece on june 16th so I have less than five weeks, before I get up on stage at the Manitoba theatre centre for "Return of the Master".  I'm just glad I'm only on stage for the one piece, cause the centre holds at least 500 seats. yikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-114737743111679168?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/114737743111679168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=114737743111679168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/114737743111679168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/114737743111679168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2006/05/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-114162688840083625</id><published>2006-03-06T00:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T00:46:22.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An exercise in futillity</title><content type='html'>Try to see how long you can follow along before your brain explodes. . . 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Some people started singing it not knowing what it was, and they'll continue singing it forever just because. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-114162688840083625?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/114162688840083625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=114162688840083625&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/114162688840083625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/114162688840083625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2006/03/exercise-in-futillity.html' title='An exercise in futillity'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-113861104923499301</id><published>2006-01-30T02:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T03:00:37.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got emailed a bunch of airline humour, and this is absolutely the best of the best so here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A plane was taking off from Kennedy Airport. After it reached a comfortable cruising altitude, the captain made an announcement over the intercom, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. Welcome to Flight Number 293, nonstop from New York to Los Angeles. The weather ahead is good and, therefore, we should have smooth and uneventful flight. Now sit back and relax... OH, MY GOD!"&lt;br /&gt;Silence followed, and after a few minutes, the captain came back on the intercom and said, "Ladies and Gentlemen, I am so sorry if I scared you earlier. While I was talking to you, the flight attendant accidentally spilled a cup of hot coffee in my lap. You should see the front of my pants!" A passenger in Coach yelled, "That's nothing. You should see the back of mine!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-113861104923499301?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/113861104923499301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=113861104923499301&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/113861104923499301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/113861104923499301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-got-emailed-bunch-of-airline-humour.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-113504942556382766</id><published>2005-12-19T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T21:33:14.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A long time comin'</title><content type='html'>Really haven't felt like posting for awhile since I haven't been using the computer much at all.&lt;br /&gt;So here's what's been happening since my last post. . .(he takes a long breath)&lt;br /&gt;-got kicked out of my place and had to move back into my parents house, because my roommate decided to sell the house. No hard feeling toward him so we're cool.&lt;br /&gt;-turned 21 on the Dec. 7th woohoo. Not to sure how I feel about this yet but there's nothing I can do about it but accept it, and if I decide I hate it then I can sit in my room with hands over my ears until I turn 22.&lt;br /&gt;-actually not much else has happened lately. I'll have to keep everyone posted(and yes more than once a month)&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't write these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exercise and dieting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Q: I've heard that cardiovascular exercise can prolong life. Is this true?&lt;br /&gt;A: Your heart is only good for so many beats and that's it. Don't waste them on exercise. Everything wears out eventually. Speeding up your heart will not make you live longer; that's like saying you can extend the life of your car by driving it faster. Want to live longer? Take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Q: Should I cut down on meat and eat more fruits and vegetables?&lt;br /&gt;A: You must grasp logistical efficiencies. What does a cow eat? Hay and corn. And what are these? Vegetables. So, a steak is nothing more than an efficient mechanism of delivering vegetables to your system. Need grain? Eat chicken. Beef is also a good source of field grass (green leafy vegetable). And a pork chop can give you 100% of your recommended daily allowance of vegetable products.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Q: How can I calculate my body/fat ratio?&lt;br /&gt;A: Well, if you have a body and you have body fat, your ratio is one to one. If you have two bodies, your ratio is two to one, etc.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Q: What are some of the advantages of participating in a regular exercise program?&lt;br /&gt;A: Can't think of a single one, sorry. My philosophy is: No Pain... Good&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Q: Aren't fried foods bad for you?&lt;br /&gt;A: YOU'RE NOT LISTENING! Foods are fried these days in vegetable oil. In fact, they're permeated in it. How could getting more vegetables be bad for you?&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Q: Will sit-ups help prevent me from getting a little soft around the middle?&lt;br /&gt;A: Definitely not! When you exercise a muscle, it gets bigger. You should only be doing sit-ups if you want a bigger stomach.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is chocolate bad for me?&lt;br /&gt;A: Are you crazy? HELLO!!! Cocoa beans ... another vegetable!!! It's the best feel-good food around!&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is swimming good for your figure?&lt;br /&gt;A: If swimming is good for your figure, explain whales to me.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is getting in shape important for my lifestyle?&lt;br /&gt;A: Hey! 'Round' is a shape!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope this has cleared up any misconceptions you may have had about food and diets and, remember, "Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well-preserved body but, rather, to skid in sideways - Pepsi in one hand, hamburger in the other - body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming 'WOO HOO! What a Ride!'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thoughts to ponder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is sexually transmitted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day; teach a person to use the Internet and they won't bother you for weeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals dying of nothing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Whenever I feel blue, I start breathing again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays no attention to criticism.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Why does a slight tax increase cost you two hundred dollars and a substantial tax cut saves you thirty cents?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In the 60s, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Politics is supposed to be the second oldest profession. I have come to realize that it bears a very close resemblance to the first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I had amnesia once - or twice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Protons have mass? I didn't even know they were Catholic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;All I ask is a chance to prove that money can't make me happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;If the world were a logical place, men would ride horses sidesaddle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What is a 'free' gift? Aren't all gifts free?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;They told me I was gullible ... and I believed them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Teach a child to be polite and courteous in the home and, when he grows up, he'll never be able to merge his car onto a freeway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Two can live as cheaply as one, for half as long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Experience is the thing you have left when everything else is gone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What if there were no hypothetical questions?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;One nice thing about egotists: They don't talk about other people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A flashlight is a case for holding dead batteries.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I used to be indecisive. Now I'm not sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The cost of living hasn't affected its popularity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Is Marx's tomb a communist plot?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Show me a man with both feet firmly on the ground, and I'll show you a man who can't get his pants off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's not an optical illusion. It just looks like one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Is it my imagination or do buffalo wings taste like chicken?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-113504942556382766?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/113504942556382766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=113504942556382766&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/113504942556382766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/113504942556382766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/12/long-time-comin.html' title='A long time comin&apos;'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-113020884652197136</id><published>2005-10-24T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T21:54:06.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I just finished my very first Wushu class.  It is an amazing class and the teacher is incredible but every muscle in my body is either numb or on fire.  We first started out by running up and down stairs, then walking on our toes then our heals.  Then we went into lunges and squats.  And this was just the warm up.  The class was intense but still awesome.  Plus I learned take downs.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go to work now and try to survive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-113020884652197136?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/113020884652197136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=113020884652197136&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/113020884652197136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/113020884652197136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/10/pain.html' title='PAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-112897216020000523</id><published>2005-10-10T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T14:22:40.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow it's been a long time since I posted.  I don't have a computer at home, or access to the one at work anymore(thanks alot for moving away Cam), so I only get on the computer at my folks place, and they are almost an hour bus ride away on most days, so I go without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is Canadian Thanksgiving.  That's Columbus Day to all those not suffering from hallucinations, and I'm about to have a nice turkey dinner with my family.  It should be interesting since I'm officially meeting my sister Jinelle's new boyfriend, and my sister Jodi is once again eating for two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go.  I'll try to update more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-112897216020000523?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/112897216020000523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=112897216020000523&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/112897216020000523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/112897216020000523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/10/wow-its-been-long-time-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-112420400839825723</id><published>2005-08-16T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T09:53:28.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just popping in to say Hi.  nothing to say right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-112420400839825723?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/112420400839825723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=112420400839825723&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/112420400839825723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/112420400839825723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/08/just-popping-in-to-say-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-112272570581510161</id><published>2005-07-30T06:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T07:17:11.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of a Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay, I am finishing up working my sixth friday night in a row, and I have come to conclusion. I really HATE friday nights. To start with, I take the bus to work every night and on a friday night I get a special treat. I get a bus full of teens, twenty and thirty somethings in various states of drunkeness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; dress. I mean come on people, your in public for pete's sake. And once I'm at work I am bombarded with all of the crap on T.V that is reserved for friday nights, so I will usually avoid T.V on fridays, but that only solves my personal problems. What about all of those young kids who sneak down to watch shows they know they shouldn't( I'm ashamed to say I was once one of those kids myself). And to make my mood even worse, during Law &amp; Order, the only show I'll watch on a friday night, I see these to punks trying to break into various cars in the parking next to work. Luckily the security guard scared them away, but whats to stop them from doing this some where else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well thanks for indulging my rant. Gotta get back to reading fan fiction(Highlander Rocks), don't worry Cam I finished all my cleaning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mostly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-112272570581510161?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/112272570581510161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=112272570581510161&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/112272570581510161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/112272570581510161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/07/bit-of-rant.html' title='A bit of a Rant'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-112186067092451904</id><published>2005-07-20T06:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T06:57:50.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></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/4219/912/1600/forge_steel_full1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4219/912/320/forge_steel_full1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This is a Satalite picture of the International House OF Prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So wave to Joel Everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-112186067092451904?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/112186067092451904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=112186067092451904&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/112186067092451904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/112186067092451904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-satalite-picture-of.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-112143120979724191</id><published>2005-07-15T06:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T06:52:49.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gramdmothers coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As of today it will be sixteen days till my Grandmothers comes for a visit. It will be the first time she has been here for a visit since my sister Jodi's wedding in 2001. She will also be seeing my nephew alex for the first time, which is cool. She lives in upstate New York so visits are quite difficult, so I am hoping to make the best of the time we have(It's a good thing I do all the schedualing for work, HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE). August first is also a sad day because Cam is moving out WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JASON/LOCALS%7E1/TEMP/moz-screenshot-6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JASON/LOCALS%7E1/TEMP/moz-screenshot-5.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-112143120979724191?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/112143120979724191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=112143120979724191&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/112143120979724191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/112143120979724191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-gramdmothers-coming.html' title='My Gramdmothers coming'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-112088598008662107</id><published>2005-07-09T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T00:13:00.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, geneva, helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, geneva, helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/D/w/6/narniaposter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I have not felt like writing lately but I am so siked about this movie that I had to put something.  It also comes out 2 days after my birthday, so thats a bonus.&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/11312128-112088598008662107?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/112088598008662107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=112088598008662107&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/112088598008662107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/112088598008662107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-have-not-felt-like-writing-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111978446634664084</id><published>2005-06-26T06:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T06:14:26.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;There is no such thing as a friendly tickle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;No such thing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-111978446634664084?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111978446634664084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111978446634664084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111978446634664084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111978446634664084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/06/there-is-no-such-thing-as-friendly.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111968784465338606</id><published>2005-06-25T03:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T03:24:04.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two dreams and questions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;    About a month back my friend Joel had a dream about me.  In it I was taking music lessons, and the teacher says that I need to learn a new song.  When I first heard this dream I had an idea right away what this dream was about.  To me it ment that I was still in that same old dualistic lifestyle rut that I have been in all of my life.  I think God is telling me that I need to stop talking about getting out this rut, and depending on my own strength to climb out and let God pull me out and into his arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;    Then on Monday, Joel reminded me of the dream again, so at work that night I asked God to show me what the dream meant, since I had forgotten about it so easily before.  Then on Tuesday night as I had just fallen asleep I had a dream.  In the dream I was either listening to a record player, or looking through a pile of records, or both as it wasn't clear.  Anyway I picked up a blue record case, and on the title were the words "Who will you protect" in white.  After this I woke up and realised I had only been asleep for a matter of minutes.  I figured this dream meant something because I absolutly never remember my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;    Also I discovered that God truely was watching out for my family last Sunday.  We finally got the car back to Winnipeg and discovered that it was not the transmission as was first believed, but that the rear axle had broken.  This was good, because fixing an axle is alot cheaper than fixing a transmission, but if this had happened on the highway, instead of as they were pulling out of customs, the van and everyone inside would have been totaled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOD IS GOOD&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/11312128-111968784465338606?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111968784465338606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111968784465338606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111968784465338606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111968784465338606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/06/two-dreams-and-questions.html' title='Two dreams and questions.'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111872361278529561</id><published>2005-06-13T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T23:34:51.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A stressful Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;O.K, so Sunday started out pretty good, I went to church, and heard Jan Stephan speak which was good as well as inspiring. Anyway, after church, my sister Jodi and I are walking out to her car when we realized that her passenger side window had been smashed with a rock. So that was very stressfull for her, I was upset since they stole my box of Corn Pops. We then went to Jodi's place where I cleaned out her car and she put my nephew Alex to bed. While this was happening my sister Jinelle called. She had gone down to Grand Forks to pick up my parents, whom had been visiting family and supporting churches in Illinois. It turns out that just as she and her friends were given permission to cross the border into the States, the car breakes down. So she's stuck at the border, and my folks are about to catch a train in Chicago. So after a few prayers and MANY, MANY, phone calls, just I am begging Cam to drive with me down to the border to pick up Jinelle(my other sister) then go pick up my parents, with the House of Hesed van(it had taken five phone calls to get permission to use the van), when Jinelle calls to say that she had been able to find a ride. One of the friends she was with called his buddy and he came down and got them, and my parents. So with a huge sigh of relief(and some pizza) I was able to relax and rest. But God truely is watching out for us, because when my parents arrived home this morning, I realized that the guy who picked them up was an old friend of mine. His name is Shaun Saddler, and we were in the Honor Guard together. This had been a huge coincedence, and I had been a little leery of my family traveling with someone we didn't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;    So Father if I forgot, Thank you for watching out for those I love, and keeping them in safe company, Yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-111872361278529561?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111872361278529561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111872361278529561&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111872361278529561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111872361278529561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/06/stressful-sunday.html' title='A stressful Sunday'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111831699854317267</id><published>2005-06-09T06:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T06:38:31.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a little bit of culture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This is taken from William Shakespeare's Henry V. It is probably my favorite peace of writing. This speech was given just before the battle of Agincourt, 25 October 1415. It is one of the many speeches given to men on the eve or morning of battle throughout history. Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="The image “http://www.itvmovieclub.com/itv/images/products/5/3925-large.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://www.itvmovieclub.com/itv/images/products/5/3925-large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;WESTMORELAND: O that we now had here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; But one ten thousand of those men in England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; That do no work to-day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; KING: What's he that wishes so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If we are mark'd to die, we are enow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To do our country loss; and if to live,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The fewer men, the greater share of honour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It yearns me not if men my garments wear;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Such outward things dwell not in my desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But if it be a sin to covet honour,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am the most offending soul alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As one man more methinks would share from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; That he which hath no stomach to this fight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let him depart; his passport shall be made,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And crowns for convoy put into his purse;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We would not die in that man's company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; That fears his fellowship to die with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This day is call'd the feast of Crispian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And rouse him at the name of Crispian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He that shall live this day, and see old age,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But he'll remember, with advantages,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Familiar in his mouth as household words-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This story shall the good man teach his son;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; From this day to the ending of the world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But we in it shall be remembered-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This day shall gentle his condition;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And gentlemen in England now-a-bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/11312128-111831699854317267?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111831699854317267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111831699854317267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111831699854317267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111831699854317267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/06/little-bit-of-culture.html' title='a little bit of culture'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111811961064929610</id><published>2005-06-06T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T23:46:50.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more cool pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So today I had sword practice with Eddie(you rock!!!!!).  And so I decided to show some the swords that I learned on, and some that I just played around with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;These two are mine, Eddie was very jeolous (?) of the Tai Chi sword, because it turns out, I bought the exact sword he was looking at, so he had to order one online.  But I was completly innocent since I didn't know at the time.  Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" src="http://store1.yimg.com/I/greatsword_1848_38781744" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" src="http://store1.yimg.com/I/greatsword_1848_35857559" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This is Eddies'.  He didn't show me anything with it, since he is just learning himself, but man this is an awesome weapon.  The same goes for the 3 sectional staff, but only because I would need alot of padding, if I wanted to stay out of the emergency room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" src="http://store1.yimg.com/I/greatsword_1848_34917373" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;img style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" src="http://www.gungfu.com/pics_general/pics_weapons/3_sectional_staff_rattan_tiger.jpg" height="201" width="393" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-111811961064929610?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111811961064929610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111811961064929610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111811961064929610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111811961064929610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/06/more-cool-pics.html' title='more cool pics'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111753013684325142</id><published>2005-05-31T03:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:03:26.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I closed his door</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A time to be born and a time to die. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I lost a friend this weekend. He was a residant at my work, and since I'm not sure how much I can talk about, I will have to keep this vague. I know in my mind that he and all the choises he made were a gift from God, but doesn't stop the tears as I look at his med cabinet, or expect to see him come down the stairs for some food, and I realise that he won't come down those stairs again. I was hit pretty hard by this, because I called work in the middle of the night on Saturday and was blind sided by the fact that he had passed away. I had been meaning to visit him at the hospital, but I never got around to it. But now I think that this was a good thing, because now my last memory of him, is of laughter. A couple of nights before he went into the hospital, he had come down for some food. As I was walking him back to bed, he made a smart-assed comment on how I would make an exellent prison guard, so of course I retaliated, and he returned fire, and this went on for about five minutes. Then he got into bed, I told him to have a good night and I closed his door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Lord Jesus,  Please speak to my heart.  It hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-111753013684325142?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111753013684325142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111753013684325142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111753013684325142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111753013684325142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-closed-his-door.html' title='I closed his door'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111719832992912167</id><published>2005-05-27T07:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T07:52:09.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JASON/LOCALS%7E1/TEMP/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/samipoohbear/cory4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When God throws a brick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;A                  young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood                  street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching                  for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down                  when he thought he saw something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;As                  his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick hit the                  Jag's side door!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;He                  slammed on the brakes and spun the Jag back to the spot from where                  the brick had been thrown. He jumped out of the car, grabbed a                  kid and pushed him up against a parked car, shouting, "What was                  that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing?!"                  Building up a head of steam, he went on, "That's a new car and                  fixing the damage from that brick you threw is going to cost a lot                  of money. Why did you do it?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;"Please,                  mister, please. I'm sorry, I didn't know what else to do!" pleaded                  the youngster. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop..."                  Tears were dripping down the boy's chin as he pointed around the parked car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;"It's                  my brother," he said. "He rolled off the curb and fell out of                  his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sobbing,                  the boy asked the executive, "Would you please help me get him                  back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Moved                  beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly-swelling                  lump in his throat. He lifted the young man back into the wheelchair,                  took out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts,                  until he was satisfied that everything was going to be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;"Thank                  you and may God bless you," the grateful child said to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;The                  man watched the little boy push his brother down the sidewalk                  toward their home. It was a long walk back to his Jaguar... a                  long, slow walk. He never did repair the side door. He kept the                  dent to remind him not to go through life so fast that someone                  has to throw a brick at you to get your attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;God                  whispers in your soul and speaks to your heart. Sometimes, when                  you don't have time to listen, He has to throw a 'brick' at you.                  It's your choice: Listen to the whisper, or wait for the brick.&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/11312128-111719832992912167?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111719832992912167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111719832992912167&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111719832992912167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111719832992912167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/05/when-god-throws-brick-young-and.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111711270041275288</id><published>2005-05-26T08:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T08:05:00.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not much happened today, so here's a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proverbs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A                  first grade teacher collected well-known proverbs. She gave each                  child in her class the first half of a proverb and asked them                  to come up with the remainder. Their insight may surprise you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Better                  to be safe than... Punch a fifth grader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Strike                  while the... Bug is close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's                  always darkest before... Daylight Savings Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Never                  underestimate the power of... Termites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;You                  can lead a horse to water but... how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't                  bite the hand that... looks dirty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;No                  news is... impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;A                  miss is as good as a... Mr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;You                  can't teach an old dog new... math. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;If                  you lie down with dogs, you'll... stink in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Love                  all, trust... me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;The                  pen is mightier than the... pigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;An                  idle mind is... the best way to relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Where                  there's smoke, there's... pollution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Happy                  the bride who... gets all the presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;A                  penny saved is... not much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Two's                  company, three's... the Musketeers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't                  put off till tomorrow what... you put on to go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Laugh                  and the whole world laughs with you, cry and... you have to blow your nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;None                  are so blind as... Helen Keller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Children                  should be seen and not... spanked or grounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;If                  at first you don't succeed... get new batteries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;You                  get out of something what you... see pictured on the box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;When                  the blind leadeth the blind... get out of the way.&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/11312128-111711270041275288?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111711270041275288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111711270041275288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111711270041275288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111711270041275288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/05/not-much-happened-today-so-heres-joke.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111701641401799971</id><published>2005-05-25T05:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T05:20:14.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some cool pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Anyone who has known me for more than ten seconds knows that I have shall we say a marginal interest in swords.  So here are some pics of the forging process of a Japanese Katana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg" height="342" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 205px; height: 265px;" src="http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_oxidized_surface.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_hammer_900.jpg" height="145" width="200" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_hotsteel.jpg" height="147" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_clay_scrape.jpg" height="121" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_rocking_air_bubbles.jpg" height="175" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_finished_polish.jpg" height="91" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:-2;color:#ff8000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:-2;color:#ff8000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&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/11312128-111701641401799971?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111701641401799971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111701641401799971&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111701641401799971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111701641401799971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/05/some-cool-pics.html' title='Some cool pics'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111691213859689433</id><published>2005-05-23T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T00:22:18.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A fun weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I had quite an enjoyable time this weekend.  Well there was the fact that I had to work friday night, but that was quickly overshadowed by the pancake &amp; waffle breakfast.  Then there was the drive to Steinback, in which Nathan read from the little prince.  But since I had just gotten off of a 10 hour shift I was slipping in and out of consciousness(?).  Anyway, when we got to S-back, we just had to hit the 2nd hand store, where much was discovered including an amazing leather trench coat that Nathan found for $8.  After that we hit the pawn shop where the group got cd's, except for me, since I was busy in the knife section.  And for any one that knows me, this was pretty much a no-brainer.  I ended up walking away with an 18'' Bowie knife, that looks like something out of Rambo movies.  This isn't usually my style since I prefere a knife that looks less deadly, but since it was priced at 1/4 it's value, I just couldn't resist.   After  that we went to Steph's mom's house and saw two very adorable babies, and some baby pictures of Steph, and a few of Shawn.  We then went to Steph's dad's place for a BBQ, after a quick stop at 7-11, for some much needed slurpies(I was well past being awake 24hrs by this point).  After the BBQ, Nathan built a kickass bonfire, out of wet wood, and lot's of lighter fluid, and we roasted marshmellows, and played tackle monkey-in-the-middle with a football.  This was then followed by Cam narrating a musical story of our day.  I don't remember two much after that since I was approaching 30hrs of consciousness.  But all in all it was a great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;-J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I chose these funnies in honour of Joel, who is moving to K.C., at the end of June.  Although Missouri is not really the South most of these should still be helpful.  Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Degrees                  Fahrenheit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;65                  - Hawaiians declare a two-blanket night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;60                  - Californians put on sweaters (if they can find one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;50                  - Miami residents turn on the heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;45                  - Vermont residents go to outdoor concerts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;40                  - You can see your breath&lt;br /&gt;                       Californians shiver uncontrollably&lt;br /&gt;                      &amp;nbspMinnesotans go swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;35                  - Italian cars don't start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;32                  - Water freezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;30                  - You plan your vacation to Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;25                  - Ohio water freezes&lt;br /&gt;                      &amp;nbspCalifornians weep pitiably.&lt;br /&gt;                      &amp;nbspMinnesotans eat ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;                      &amp;nbspCanadians go swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;20                  - Politicians begin to talk about the homeless&lt;br /&gt;                       New York City water freezes.&lt;br /&gt;                       Miami                  residents plan vacation further South.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;15                  - French cars don't start.&lt;br /&gt;                      &amp;nbspCat                  insists on sleeping in your bed with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;10                  - You need jumper cables to get the car going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;5                  - American cars don't start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;0                  - Alaskans put on T-shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;-10                  - German cars don't start&lt;br /&gt;                       &amp;nbspEyes freeze shut when you blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;-15                  - You can cut your breath and use it to build an igloo&lt;br /&gt;                       &amp;nbspArkansans                  stick tongue on metal objects&lt;br /&gt;                       &amp;nbspMiami residents cease to exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;-20                  - Cat insists on sleeping in pajamas with you&lt;br /&gt;                       &amp;nbspPoliticians                  actually do something about the homeless&lt;br /&gt;                       &amp;nbspMinnesotans shovel snow off roof&lt;br /&gt;                       &amp;nbspJapanese cars don't start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;-25                  - Too cold to think&lt;br /&gt;                       &amp;nbspYou need jumper cables to get the driver going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;-30                  - You plan a two week hot bath&lt;br /&gt;                       &amp;nbspSwedish cars don't start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;-40                  - Californians disappear&lt;br /&gt;                       &amp;nbspMinnesotans button top button&lt;br /&gt;                       &amp;nbspCanadians put on sweaters&lt;br /&gt;                       &amp;nbspYour car helps you plan your trip South&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;-50                  - Congressional hot air freezes&lt;br /&gt;                       &amp;nbspAlaskans close the bathroom window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;-80                  - Hell freezes over&lt;br /&gt;                       &amp;nbspPolar bears move South&lt;br /&gt;                       &amp;nbspGreen                  Bay Packer fans order hot cocoa at the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;-90                  - Lawyers put their hands in their own pockets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Instructions                  for moving to the South&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Save                  all manner of bacon grease. You will be instructed later how to use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;If                  you forget a Southerner's name, refer to him (or her) as 'Bubba'.                  You have a 75% chance of being right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Just                  because you can drive on snow and ice does not mean we can. Stay home the                  two days of the year it snows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;If                  you do run your car into a ditch, don't panic. Four men in the cab of a four wheel                  drive with a tow chain will be along shortly. Don't try to help them. Just stay                  out of their way. This is what they live for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't                  be surprised to find movie rentals and bait in the same store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do                  not buy food at the movie store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;If                  it can't be fried in bacon grease, it ain't worth cooking, let alone eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Remember:                  "Y'all" is singular. "All y'all" is plural. "All y'all's"                  is plural possessive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Get                  used to hearing, "You ain't from around here, are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't                  be worried that you don't understand anyone. They don't understand you either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;The                  proper pronunciation you learned in school is no longer proper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;If                  attending a funeral in the South, remember, we stay until the last shovel of dirt                  is thrown on and the tent is torn down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;If                  you hear a Southerner exclaim, "Hey, y'all, watch this!" stay out of his                  way. These are likely the last words he will ever say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Most                  Southerners do not use turn signals, and they ignore those who do. In fact, if                  you see a signal blinking on a car with a Southern license plate, you may rest                  assured that it was on when the car was purchased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Northerners                  can be identified by the spit on the inside of their car's windshield                  that comes from yelling at other drivers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Satellite                  dishes are very popular in the South. When you purchase one it is to be                  positioned directly in front of your trailer. This is logical bearing in                  mind that the dish cost considerably more than the trailer and should,                  therefore, be displayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tornadoes                  and Southerners going through a divorce have a lot in common. In either                  case, you know someone is going to lose a trailer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Florida                  is not considered a Southern State. There are far more Yankees                  than Southerners living there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;If                  you are cursing the person driving 15 mph in a 55 mph zone, directly in the                  middle of the road, remember, many folks learned to drive on a model of vehicle                  known as John Deere, and this is the proper speed and lane position for the vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Only                  in America&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Nothing                  is funnier than the truth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;1.                  Only in America ... can a pizza get to your house faster than an ambulance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;2.                  Only in America... are there handicap parking places in front of a skating rink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;3.                  Only in America ... do drugstores make the sick walk all the way to the back of the                  store to get their prescriptions while healthy people can buy cigarettes at the                  front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;4.                  Only in America... do people order double cheeseburgers, large fries, and a diet coke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;5.                  Only in America ... do banks leave both doors open and then chain the pens to the                  counters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;6.                  Only in America... do we leave cars worth thousands of dollars in the driveway and                  put all our useless junk in the garage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;7.                  Only in America... do we use answering machines to screen calls and then have                  call waiting so we don't miss a call from someone we didn't want to talk                  to in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;8.                  Only in America... do we buy hot dogs in packages of ten and buns in packages                  of eight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;9.                  Only in America... do we use the word 'politics' to describe the process                  so well: 'poli' in latin meaning 'many' and 'tics' meaning 'bloodsucking                  creatures'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;*                  * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;In                  case you need further proof that the human race is doomed through stupidity, here                  are some actual label instructions on consumer goods:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;1.                  On Sears hair dryer. 'Do not use while sleeping'. [Gee, that's the only time I                  have to work on my hair.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;2.                  On a bag of Fritos: 'You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details Inside'.                  [Evidently this is a shoplifter special.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;3.                  On a bar of Dial soap: 'Directions: Use like regular soap'. [And that would be                  how...?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;4.                  On some Swanson frozen dinners: 'Serving suggestions: Defrost'.                  [But it's just a suggestion.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;5.                  On Tesco's Tiramisu dessert (printed on the bottom of the box): 'Do not turn                  upside down'. [Oops, too late.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;6.                  On a Marks &amp; Spencer Bread Pudding: 'Product will be hot after heating'.                  [As sure as night follows the day.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;7.                  On the packaging for a Rowenta iron: 'Do not iron clothes on body'.                  [But wouldn't this save even more time?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;8.                  On Boot's Children's Cough Medicine: 'Do not drive a car or operate machinery after                  taking this medication'. [We could do a lot to reduce the rate of construction                  accidents if we could just get those five-year-olds with head colds off those                  fork lifts.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;9.                  On Nytol Sleep Aid: 'Warning: May cause drowsiness'. [One would hope so.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;10.                  On most brands of Christmas lights: 'For indoor or outdoor use only'.                  [As opposed to what?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;11.                  On a Japenese food processor: 'Not to be used for other use'. [I gotta admit,                  I'm curious.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;12.                  On Sainsbury's peanuts, 'Warning: Contains nuts'. [NEWS FLASH]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;13.                  On an American Airlines packet of nuts: 'Instructions, open packet, eat nuts'.                  [Step 3: Fly United.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;14. On                  a child's Superman costume: 'Wearing of this garment does not enable you                  to fly'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notice                  to Northerners moving South&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;The                  following is a pre-approved posting whose purpose is to offer                  insight and advice to Northerners moving South.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;1.                  Just because you can drive on snow and ice does not mean Southerners can.                  Stay home the two days of the year it snows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;2.                  If you do run your car into a ditch, don't panic. Four men in                  the cab of a four-wheel pick-up with a 12-pack of beer and a                  tow chain will be along shortly. Don't try to help them.                  Just stay out of their way. This is what they live for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;3.                  You can ask Southerners for directions, but unless you already know                  the positions of key hills, trees and rocks, you're better off trying                  to find it yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;4.                  Remember: Y'all is singular. All y'all is plural.                  All y'all's is plural possessive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;5.                  Get used to hearing, "You ain't from                  around here, are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;6.                  Don't be worried that you don't understand anyone.                  They don't understand you, either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;7.                  If you hear a Southerner exclaim, "Hey, y'all, watch                  this!" Stay out of his way. These are likely the last                  words he will ever say, or worse still, that you will                  ever hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;8.                  Most Southerners do not use turn signals; they ignore those                  who do. In fact, if you see a signal blinking on a car with                  a Southern license plate, you may rest assured that it was                  already turned on when the car was purchased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;9.                  If there is the prediction of the slightest chance of even                  the most minuscule accumulation of snow, your presence is                  required at the local grocery store. It does not matter if                  you need anything from the store. It is just something you're                  supposed to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;10.                  Satellite dishes are very popular in the South. When you purchase                  one, it is positioned directly in front of the house. This is                  logical, bearing in mind that the dish cost considerably more                  than the house, and should, therefore, be prominently displayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;11.                  Be advised that in the South, 'He needed killin!', is a valid                  defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How                  Rednecks play horseshoes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.marklowry.com/outside/funnies/horseshoes.jpg" /&gt;&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/11312128-111691213859689433?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111691213859689433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111691213859689433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111691213859689433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111691213859689433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/05/fun-weekend.html' title='A fun weekend'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111666381988961593</id><published>2005-05-21T03:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T03:23:39.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a heart felt prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I just stumbled across this and it sent shivers down my spine.  It is a letter written by Max Lucado, just after the events of September the 11, 2001.  If you have any feelings of resentment towards the American government, please put them aside as you read this, and let the words of a Man of Faith, touch your heart as it just touched mine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Do it again, Lord"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A prayer by Max Lucado&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;We're                  still hoping we'll wake up. We're still hoping we'll open a                 sleepy eye and think, "What a horrible dream."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;But                  we won't, will we, Father? What we saw was not a dream. Planes                  did gouge towers. Flames did consume our fortress. People did perish.                  It was no dream and, dear Father, we are sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;There                  is a ballet dancer who will no longer dance and a doctor who will                 no longer heal. A church has lost her priest, a classroom is minus                  a teacher. Cora ran a food pantry. Paige was a counselor and Dana,                 dearest Father, Dana was only three years old. (Who held her in                  those final moments?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;We                  are sad, Father. For, as the innocent are buried, our innocence                  is buried as well. We thought we were safe. Perhaps we should have                  known better. But we didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;And,                  so, we come to you. We don't ask you for help; we beg you for it.                  We don't request it; we implore it. We know what you can do. We've                  read the accounts. We've pondered the stories and, now, we plead, "Do                  it again, Lord. Do it again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Remember                  Joseph? You rescued him from the pit. You can do the same for                 us. Do it again, Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Remember                  the Hebrews in Egypt? You protected their children from the                 angel of death. We have children, too, Lord. Do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;And                  Sarah? Remember her prayers? You heard them. Joshua? Remember                  his fears? You inspired him. The women at the tomb? You resurrected                  their hope. The doubts of Thomas? You took them away. Do it again, Lord.                  Do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;You                  changed Daniel from a captive into a king's counselor. You took                 Peter the fisherman and made him Peter an apostle. Because of                  you, David went from leading sheep to leading armies. Do it again,                  Lord, for we need counselors today, Lord. We need apostles. We need leaders.                  Do it again, dear Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Most                  of all, do again what you did at Calvary. What we saw here last                 Tuesday, you saw there that Friday. Innocence slaughtered. Goodness                 murdered. Mothers weeping. Evil dancing. Just as the smoke eclipsed                  our morning, so the darkness fell on your Son. Just as our towers                  were shattered, the very Tower of Eternity was pierced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;And,                  by dusk, Heaven's sweetest song was silent, buried behind a rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;But                  you did not waver, O Lord. You did not waver. After three days                  in a dark hole, you rolled the rock and rumbled the earth and turned                  the darkest Friday into the brightest Sunday. Do it again, Lord. Grant                  us a September Easter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;We                  thank you, dear Father, for these hours of unity. Christians are                 praying with Jews. Republicans are standing with Democrats. Skin                  colors have been covered by the ash of burning buildings. We thank you                  for these hours of unity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;And,                  we thank you for these hours of prayer. The Enemy sought to bring                 us to our knees and succeeded. He had no idea, however, that we                  would kneel before you. And he has no idea what you can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Let                  your mercy be upon our President, our Vice President and their                 families. Grant to those who lead us wisdom beyond their years                  and experience. Have mercy upon the souls who have departed and the                  wounded who remain. Give us grace that we might forgive and faith that                  we might believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;And,                  look kindly upon your church. For two thousand years, you've used                 her to heal a hurting world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do                  it again, Lord. Do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Through                  Christ, Amen.&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/11312128-111666381988961593?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111666381988961593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111666381988961593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111666381988961593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111666381988961593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/05/heart-felt-prayer.html' title='a heart felt prayer'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111666275510478642</id><published>2005-05-21T02:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T03:05:55.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Not much happened today.  I slept most of the day, woke up, watched a bit of Highlander, read some of the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe(can't wait for the movie on Dec. 9, 2 days after my B-day), then Joel came over to hang with Cam and I, and he brought Blizzards.  Joel you rock.  But then I had to leave for work.  Let me tell you there, are few things in this world I detest more than riding a crouded bus full of teens, and twenty somethings in various states of drunkeness.  Not to mention it is quite muggy tonight.  Oh well, time to start cleaning, here's hoping I don't die from heat exhaustin(?), and that I never have to bus to work on a friday night again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here is something for all those people out there that believe their families are meesed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Many                  years ago&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Many                  many years ago when I was twenty-three,&lt;br /&gt;                I got married to a widow who was pretty as could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;This                  widow had a grown-up daughter who had hair of red.&lt;br /&gt;                My father fell in love with her, and soon the two were wed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;This                  made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life.&lt;br /&gt;                My daughter was my mother, for she was my father's wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;To                  complicate the matters worse, although it brought me joy.&lt;br /&gt;                I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;My                  little baby then became a brother-in-law to dad.&lt;br /&gt;                And so became my uncle, though it made me very sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;For                  if he was my uncle, then that also made him brother&lt;br /&gt;                To the widow's grown-up daughter who, of course, was my step-mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Father's                  wife then had a son, who kept them on the run.&lt;br /&gt;                And he became my grandson, for he was my daughter's son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;My                  wife is now my mother's mother and it makes me blue.&lt;br /&gt;                Because, although she is my wife, she's my grandma too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;If                  my wife is my grandmother, then I am her grandchild.&lt;br /&gt;                And every time I think of it, it simply drives me wild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;For                  now I have become the strangest case you ever saw.&lt;br /&gt;                As the husband of my grandmother, I am my own grandpa!!&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/11312128-111666275510478642?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111666275510478642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111666275510478642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111666275510478642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111666275510478642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/05/not-much-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111656816931427013</id><published>2005-05-20T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T06:17:25.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller coaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Today, I was on kind of an emotional roller coaster of sorts. After having an awsome time at Matt&amp;Jac's wedding shower(house group people rock) last night I came home, went to bed, had kind of a restless night, and woke up at 8:30AM!!!!!!!!!!!!! For anyone that knows me, I am NOT a mornig person. So I waited about a half an hour and then called Nathan, cause we were going to see Revenge of the Sith. So after a couple of phone calls, and a walk to 7-11, where I actually resisted the urge to buy a slurpy(2.5 hour movie plus slurpies, don't mix, this I learned from finishing a large pepsi in the first half hour of Fellowship of the Ring, and not leaving me seat till the end of the movie.), I got on the bus, met up with Nathan, and we bused to Silver City Polo Park, with a quick detour to House of Knives, we got our tickets for the 1PM showing, then went to Wendy's, had some sustanance, the back to S.C.P.P, where we met up with my best friend Bryan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So we got into the theatre(no lines yeah) waited an hour, in which I relented and bought a very over priced, yet very tasty slurpy, and watched a kickass movie. I mean, any movie where R2-D2 has two fights scenes in gonna be awesome. We had a bit of excitment, when half way back Bryan realises the he has left his Star wars IV, V, VI DVD's in the theatre. So he goes back, but somebody had already taken them so he has to buy new ones, oh well, he wasn't to upset which is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;After that I hung out with Nathan a bit on our very comfy couch, where he was attacked by the ever vichious Muffin(she's a shi tzu-bichon frise cross, who's only 8'' tall, and 10'' long, but has the energy of a Jack rabbit on speed, being chased by blood hounds) till he had to go to he grandmother's, so he left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;When Bryan got back, I took him to burger factory to cheer him up, then we walked to the flower shop because I had to pick up a flower for a memorial at Hesed. One of the residents passed away on May 1, so we had a service to share feeling and memories. It was rough, but also good in a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So after that Cam and I went to the office and hung out for awhile before I had to come to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So while I'm at work, something happens that totally brightens up my mood. My old dance teacher Eddie, calls my cell phone and ask's if he can look at my swords. It turns out that he knows Evan, my roommate, and is at my house for dinner. Now this in it's self was pretty cool, but then he calls back later, saying how two of the swords that I have are the exact swords that he is trained in, and he wants to get together and train me in how to use them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sweet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Any way that was my day and now time for some humour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;In                  the beginning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. And the earth was without form, and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And Satan said, "It doesn't get any better than this."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And God said, "Let there be light," and there was light. And God said, "Let the earth bring forth grass, the herb yielding seed, and the fruit tree yielding fruit," and God saw that it was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And                  Satan said, "There goes the neighborhood."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And God said, "Let us make man in our image, after our likeness, and let him have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And so God created man in his own image; male and female created He them. And God looked upon man and woman and saw that they were lean and fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And                  Satan said, "I know how I can get back into this game."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And God populated the earth with broccoli and cauliflower and spinach, green and yellow vegetables of all kinds, so man and woman would live long and healthy lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And Satan created McDonald's. And McDonald's brought forth the 99-cent double cheeseburger. And Satan said to man, "You want fries with that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And                  man said, "Supersize them." And man gained five pounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And                  God created the healthful yogurt, that woman might keep her                  figure that man found so fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And                  Satan brought forth chocolate. And woman gained five pounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And                  God said, "Try my crispy fresh salad."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And                  Satan brought forth Ben &amp; Jerry's. And woman gained ten pounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And God said, "I have sent thee heart-healthy vegetables and olive oil with which to cook them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And Satan brought forth chicken-fried steak so big it needed its own platter. And man gained ten pounds, and his bad cholesterol went through the roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And                  God brought forth running shoes and man resolved to lose                  those extra pounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And Satan brought forth cable TV with remote control so man would not have to toil to change channels between ESPN and ESPN2. And man gained another 20 pounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And                  God said, "You are running up the score,                  Satan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And God brought forth the potato, a vegetable naturally low in fat and brimming with nutrition. And Satan peeled off the healthful skin and sliced the starchy center into chips and deep-fried them. And he created sour cream dip also. And man clutched his remote control and ate the potato chips swaddled in cholesterol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And                  Satan saw it and said, "It is good." And man went                  into cardiac arrest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And                  God sighed and created quadruple bypass surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;And                  Satan created HMOs.&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/11312128-111656816931427013?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111656816931427013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111656816931427013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111656816931427013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111656816931427013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/05/roller-coaster.html' title='Roller coaster'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111655943753014367</id><published>2005-05-19T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T22:23:57.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to laugh about</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I love humour, and laughter, so after stumbleing across the web site of my favorite comedian, Mark Lowry, I have decided to post a joke with every blog.  Now keep in mind these are not mine they are from his site, I do not claim ownership of them, nor will I profit from them, but since most of them aren't his any way, who cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;P.S. I may put more than one, and some are quite long, but I won't be using red anymore, so Nathan, you can read my blog much easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The                  Bible in 30 seconds&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;God made.&lt;br /&gt;                Adam bit.&lt;br /&gt;                Noah arked.&lt;br /&gt;                Abraham split.&lt;br /&gt;                Joseph ruled.&lt;br /&gt;                Jacob fooled.&lt;br /&gt;                Bush talked.&lt;br /&gt;                Moses balked.&lt;br /&gt;                Pharaoh plagued.&lt;br /&gt;                People walked.&lt;br /&gt;                Sea divided.&lt;br /&gt;                Tablets guided.&lt;br /&gt;                Promise landed.&lt;br /&gt;                Saul freaked.&lt;br /&gt;                David peeked.&lt;br /&gt;                Prophets warned.&lt;br /&gt;                Jesus born.&lt;br /&gt;                God walked.&lt;br /&gt;                Love talked.&lt;br /&gt;                Anger crucified.&lt;br /&gt;                Hope died.&lt;br /&gt;                Love rose.&lt;br /&gt;                Spirit flamed.&lt;br /&gt;                Word spread.&lt;br /&gt;                God remained!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Author                  unknown&lt;/i&gt;&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/11312128-111655943753014367?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111655943753014367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111655943753014367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111655943753014367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111655943753014367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/05/something-to-laugh-about.html' title='Something to laugh about'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111640517284350154</id><published>2005-05-18T03:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T06:33:21.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back it Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm BAAAAAAAACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm just sitting here at work, just about to start a couple hours of cleaning, and decided to start up the blog again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; I haven't really felt very inspired to write anything recently, but hey who knows? I mean I am at work for 10 hours a night(boy do I need a vacation), so I may find some inspiration later on. unfortunatly, not to much has changed in my life since I took my break from the Internet, but I am starting to learn to trust God that he has a plan for me, and it will unfold in His time, not mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Anyway, getting to work, starting my new mantra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hi Ho, Hi Ho, it's off to work I go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-111640517284350154?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111640517284350154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111640517284350154&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111640517284350154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111640517284350154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-it-action.html' title='Back it Action'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111087725566921958</id><published>2005-03-15T02:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T03:01:29.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Removing a distraction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey everyone. This will be my last blog for a while as I have decided to remove the internet from my life, for the time being. As with T.V., it has become a distraction that is seperating me from God. And until I start to discover the man that He wants me to be I will remove as many barriors in my life that are keeping us apart. And although it was quite short lived, have a blog was quite fun. See ya'll around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-Jason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-111087725566921958?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111087725566921958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111087725566921958&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111087725566921958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111087725566921958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/03/removing-distraction_15.html' title='Removing a distraction'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111043654952988655</id><published>2005-03-09T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T00:35:49.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Feels Hard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why does my heart feel so hard?&lt;br /&gt;Because it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Over the last few years I have discovered that I am living a life that does not know love.  You see on the surface I have a great life.  My parents were missionaries, I grew up in the church, my folks aren't divorced, I was never abused, or any of that.  But still my life sucked.  You see although my parents love me, they did not know how to show me, or my sisters love.  But I hold know anger toward them because they themselves were rarely show love.  See my grandparents on my dad's side were missionaries as well.  They were stationed in Haiti for all but two years of my dad's childhood.  So my father grew up in Haiti, and as was the custom, when he was about eight years old, he was sent to live with another family to attend the mission school, miles away from his parents and two bothers and two sisters.  While he was there, he abused by some of the other children, and his billet family turn a blind eye, and he was forced to suffer in silence, for five years.  Then he was sent off to North Carolina to live in a boarding school, only seeing his parents a few weeks out of the year.  From there he went off to college, and then he too became a missionary to the Haitian people.  In my mothers case it was more of neglect.  Her bother, my uncle was Schizophrenic&lt;br /&gt;and so that took up all of my grandparents time and energy, and love.&lt;br /&gt;    Now I'm not telling you this as an excuse, just as some backround so you can have an idea where I am basing my opinions from. &lt;br /&gt;    So brings us back to my childhood.  I am the youngest of three and the only boy, so you can just imagine all the resentment I have stored up from that expieriance.  My parents were raised in another time, and held boys to a different standard than girls.  Where is my sisters case then practised leaniance and tollerance, I pretty much got the shaft.  I wont go into anything because I don't to start resenting my parents or sisters by have memories resurface in a rant.&lt;br /&gt;    And what about church?  Well I went to church every Sunday like all good little boys are supposed to, but had know foundation to build a relationship with God at that young age.  My parents told me I accepted Jesus into my heart when I was three, but I only barely remember it.  But after that NOTHING.  My parents didn't show me how to pray, read my Bible, or have a relationship with God, or anyone else for that matter.   And my Sunday school teachers were how shall we say very unenthusiastic(?) about the lessons they were teaching, so learning anything was impossible, and at that point I just wasn't interested, ya know?  Any way that was pretty much my life up until grade 5, of course that's skipping all the stress of living in five cities and three countries before I reached the age of ten. &lt;br /&gt;    Anyway, I had just moved from Miami, FL back to Winnipeg, MB, and as my luck would have it, I started school, late in the year, the morning after the States had beaten Canada in the World Hockey Championships of '95.  Now I had just driven up from Miami to Winnipeg, so I had no idea what they were talking about, since Hockey isn't particularly big in the Sunshine State.  But being the youngest, I believed that any attention was attention, none the less,  so I started pissing people off.  And thus began a downward spiral that would last all through elementry, junior high, and high school.  Because every year, teachers give the same assignment, to do a project about your life.  And of course I would always put that I was American.  And why wouldn't I, I am proud of my family and their roots.  But like a pack of wolves, my classmates and even the kids I considered my friends would ridicule me daily on that subject.  And it never stopped.  Anything happening in the States was used as weopon against me.  And because I am not a violent person, I just took it.  And it got to the point where I had to shut myself off emotionally, and as a result, whatever God was trying to tell me went unheard.  I just existed, not commiting to anything or expressing myself in any way.   Now I found things that became a port in the storm, like dance class, the Honourguard later on, and youth groups.  But when any of these started to break through the walls I had built to protect myself from feeling, I would give in to fear and abandon them for another distraction. &lt;br /&gt;    This left me with few options, so I settled into either reading or watching T.V(mostly the latter).&lt;br /&gt;    And with a quick fix like T.V., who would want to work towards a relationship with some one you have never met or encountered in anyway.   And so  it just got easier and easier to just veg out and coast through school, church and life.&lt;br /&gt;    And when I finally graduated and didn't need the walls I had built up I realized that I don't have the tools to take them down, and I never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So that leaves me to where I am today.  Living a half-life of sorts, and craving more.  But craving and achieving are completly different things.  Though I am trying to open a dialogue between myself and God through worship, prayer, and reading the Bible, I feel so frustrated at feeling nothing.  I feel like and old man whom is trying to learn how to read and write, tie his shoes, swim, ride a bike, and drive a car all at the same time.  And it is so hard.&lt;br /&gt;    For all my life when I have come up against real difficulty, I found it easier just to give up.  But this is something that if I give up, the consequences are more important than anything I could ever have on this Earth.  The consequence would be the loss of my eternal soul. &lt;br /&gt;    So God, I am praying that you please soften my heart so that I can truely know you.  Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's my story.  Comments are always appriciated, as well as prayers and encouragement, but if you have something personal to tell me you can email me @: hounorguardian@hotmail.com, please keep in mind that I will only open Email from people I know, so put your names, and don't be offended if I don't respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/11312128-111043654952988655?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111043654952988655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111043654952988655&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111043654952988655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111043654952988655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-heart-feels-hard.html' title='My Heart Feels Hard.'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111037667548417535</id><published>2005-03-09T07:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T07:57:55.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); 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I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERY BODY'S NERVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERY BODY'S NERVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERY BODY'S NERVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; AND THIS IS HOW IT GOES. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERY BODY'S NERVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERY BODY'S NERVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERY BODY'S NERVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; AND THIS IS HOW IT GOES. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-111037667548417535?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111037667548417535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111037667548417535&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111037667548417535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111037667548417535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-know-song-that-gets-on-every-bodys.html' title=''/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11312128.post-111029194641908643</id><published>2005-03-08T10:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T08:26:59.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Started</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hey,&lt;br /&gt;My name is Jason Uttley I am starting a blog.  Don't Know if I will ever use the thing but here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11312128-111029194641908643?l=purifyingfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/feeds/111029194641908643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11312128&amp;postID=111029194641908643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111029194641908643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11312128/posts/default/111029194641908643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purifyingfire.blogspot.com/2005/03/getting-started.html' title='Getting Started'/><author><name>honourguardian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16128046695660954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.bugei.com/images/forge_steel_full.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
