<?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-4772071429457562525</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:34:50.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Some days you get the bear and some days the bear gets you. But at least your in the hunt.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-8553593949235577772</id><published>2011-04-20T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T15:56:14.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday lunch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My mother took the family, minus my brother that lives in Utah to Perkins restaurant for a birthday lunch today and what a deal it was.&amp;#160; As we are being seated the first thing that my mom says to the waitress is “Do you guys have balloons we can put on his wrist for his birthday” as she is pointing right at me.&amp;#160; Instantly I wanted to duck for cover under the table or a big rock. I do the palm to face thing thinking, “oh come on Mom”.&amp;#160; So that was the start of it.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As the the time went on I was privileged to hear the “when you were born” story that I hear every year.&amp;#160; I was supposed to be born on the 19th and mom was in labor and Dad was right there with her but after a little while&amp;#160; everything stopped and the Doc said&amp;#160; “sorry folks but not today”&amp;#160; Mom keeps saying&amp;#160; I was being stubborn and wanted to wait till the 20th.&amp;#160; They sent my parents home and the next day&amp;#160; Dad went to work.&amp;#160; A few hours later&amp;#160; my Grandpa&amp;#160; calls dad and says&amp;#160; “hey&amp;#160; you better get to the hospital because you have a new baby boy out there”. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then your told about the excruciating pain she went through and your riddled with guilt for causing such pain&amp;#160; to your mother and you say&amp;#160; “Yes mom I'm sorry”over and over.&amp;#160; Again you feel like crawling under the table or a rock.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; So yeah for 39 years I’ve been dealing with guilt that&amp;#160; I had no control over???????&amp;#160; What the Heck?? Thanks Mom.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Ha ha ha ha&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Guilt, that’s a funny word too.&amp;#160; LOL.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then for some reason the conversation turned a little dark and we were talking about jerky people and my little brother talked about a guy at his work who was a jerk and said that if the guy kept pestering my him, my brother was going to kill him.&amp;#160; My mom out of the blue said “ well if your going to kill him make sure you use the other K’.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; We all stopped in mid conversation&amp;#160; looking at mom who didn’t see us looking at her as she was looking at her dinner plate and we asked each other,’&amp;#160; Do you know what the other K is?&amp;#160; I don’t know, I know it’s a letter in the alphabet.&amp;#160; So my sister turns to mom and asked “what do we kill them with?”&amp;#160; Kitchen?&amp;#160; Kitten? Kite? ummm mom did you want us to kill the guy with a koala ? Mom looks up at all of us and shakes her head and said&amp;#160; No, Kindness,you fools,&amp;#160; you kill them with Kindness.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Leave it to mom to turn something dark into light.&amp;#160; Anyway had a good time and thank goodness there were no surprise balloons. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank you mom for taking us all out today and most of all thank you for giving birth to me.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-8553593949235577772?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/8553593949235577772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=8553593949235577772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/8553593949235577772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/8553593949235577772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2011/04/birthday-lunch.html' title='Birthday lunch.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-3898038493397379116</id><published>2011-03-27T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:24:23.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Weight loss bit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;So, for the past several months I have been working on getting myself better and creating a new me, let me tell ya its been quite The ride.&amp;#160; There have been ups and downs and&amp;#160; lets be honest here, when the downs came I just wanted to say screw it, I’m done,and forget the whole thing&amp;#160; but I am still working at it because I never want to go back to the way I was ever again.&amp;#160; I can easily say the ups have out numbered the downs which is nice to know. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt; I haven't been on the scale in a while but I think I am starting to come off that stupid plateau I have been on for almost a month or two or three or four or five&amp;#160; ha ha&amp;#160; no just kidding, it’s just felt like I have been on one for a long time.&amp;#160; I am looking better and feeling like a million bucks, that’s the best way I can describe it. My clothes are awfully baggy and my new ones feel like that actually fit the way they are supposed to.&amp;#160; I still have a ways to go but I know I am on the right track.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I wanted to take a moment and tell all my family and friends how grateful I am for your love and support.&amp;#160; I could never ever EVER have gotten this far without it.&amp;#160; As I said before&amp;#160; I have tried this a few times in the past years ………….and failed.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; I also wanted to specially thank my friends that see me every day I am out there walking: Thank you for keeping me going.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-3898038493397379116?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/3898038493397379116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=3898038493397379116' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/3898038493397379116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/3898038493397379116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-weight-loss-bit.html' title='This Weight loss bit.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-6971113719583567828</id><published>2011-01-28T15:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T16:03:32.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Remembrance of the Space Shuttle Challenger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;25 years ago today the Space Shuttle Challenger exploded just shortly after lift off killing all on board.  I was 14 years old at the time and still remember sitting in class at the Burley junior high school listening to the announcement as it came over the intercom. I still remember how I felt bad about the situation and the people involved and there families and for everyone. It has always been my biggest fantasy to be an astronaut ever since I can remember. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The loss of the crew of the Challenger still cuts deep in my heart.    Today my thoughts and prayers still go to there families &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Astronauts:  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_J._Smith_%28astronaut%29"&gt;Michael J. Smith&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dick_Scobee"&gt;Dick Sco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dick_Scobee"&gt;bee&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ronald_McNair"&gt;Ronald McNair&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ellison_Onizuka"&gt;Ellison Onizuka&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christa_McAuliffe"&gt;Christa McAuliffe&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gregory_Jarvis"&gt;Gregory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/TUNXpp5dyDI/AAAAAAAAAU4/P69eDRDK1FE/s1600/Challenger51Lcrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/TUNXpp5dyDI/AAAAAAAAAU4/P69eDRDK1FE/s320/Challenger51Lcrew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567389937493198898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gregory_Jarvis"&gt; Jarvis&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Judith_Resnik"&gt;Judit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Judith_Resnik"&gt;h Resnik&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 0px; margin: 0px; display: inline; float: none;" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:89321c91-d1e0-4a08-8656-dc86ba65fb03" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="011107e2-867c-4d3a-8b6d-8a49e4440ccb" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j4JOjcDFtBE" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/TUNMaJbGm-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/-Bvv745rKYU/video99fdd70bd7f9%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none;" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('011107e2-867c-4d3a-8b6d-8a49e4440ccb'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;448\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;252\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/j4JOjcDFtBE?hl=en&amp;amp;hd=1\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/j4JOjcDFtBE?hl=en&amp;amp;hd=1\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;448\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;252\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-6971113719583567828?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/6971113719583567828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=6971113719583567828' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6971113719583567828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6971113719583567828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-remembrance-of-space-shuttle.html' title='In Remembrance of the Space Shuttle Challenger.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/TUNXpp5dyDI/AAAAAAAAAU4/P69eDRDK1FE/s72-c/Challenger51Lcrew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-2129650417372247823</id><published>2011-01-19T00:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T00:23:46.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to get back into the blogging business again!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;I am not a writer of poems, novels or even a paper back book.&amp;#160; I will leave the writing of those things to the very talented hands of my wonderful sister in law and future popular author. But I wanted to write in this blog and tell my life story.&amp;#160; I do have a journal that I write in day by day but here I can go into better detail about certain events but not write the every day mundane things (such as oh look I blinked).&amp;#160;&amp;#160; I hope you enjoy my thoughts, feelings and adventures good and bad.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;The year 2010 has come and gone and it has left some scars on my family.&amp;#160; We have dealt with losing jobs to dealing with depression which lead to a serious health issue.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; After receiving the news that I had Congestive Heart Failure I went into a tail spin emotionally.&amp;#160; I couldn’t help but think what was going to happen now?&amp;#160; I have no job, no insurance and I was scared.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; There were several times I thought that it was the end for me on this earth and I was scared to go to sleep but my body made me sleep and I kept waking up.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;On a good sign all the tests that I had showed that I was in good health in other ways.&amp;#160; My cholesterol is normal and I'm not a diabetic.&amp;#160; Then I got some good news.&amp;#160; The doctor said that if I could get my weight off my heart would be better.&amp;#160; That is what was killing me was my weight.&amp;#160; I had tried losing weight before but it always ended badly and I regained the weight again.&amp;#160; Then I realized I was doing it for other people and not for me.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; When I was told that if the weight came off and that&amp;#160; I would do better, I had no idea what to do.&amp;#160; Then it came to mind.&amp;#160; Heather was always going to see her grandmother at the care center to play cards.&amp;#160; I decided to with her and while she played cards&amp;#160; I would walk the halls.&amp;#160; at first it was not fun.&amp;#160; I could only walk so far and when I would pass the rooms the residents would look at me like I was some evil entity that invaded there home and I wanted to quit.&amp;#160; It was the encouragement of my friends and my new friends at the care center that made me keep going. With that encouragement&amp;#160; I have lost a grand total of 35 pounds and am still going at it.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Anyway to make this soon to be very long and very wordy story a short one, 2010 was hard but we made it through faith in Heavenly Father.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; I know that 2011 will be great for me and my family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-2129650417372247823?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/2129650417372247823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=2129650417372247823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/2129650417372247823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/2129650417372247823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-to-get-back-into-blogging-business.html' title='Time to get back into the blogging business again!!!!!'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-7399984383332693449</id><published>2010-06-25T15:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T15:30:19.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting People.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/37910015/ns/technology_and_science-tech_and_gadgets/"&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/37910015/ns/technology_and_science-tech_and_gadgets/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Some one either knew they were coming or he just walks around town that way.&amp;#160; Either way its an interesting read.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Enjoy!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-7399984383332693449?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/7399984383332693449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=7399984383332693449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/7399984383332693449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/7399984383332693449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2010/06/interesting-people.html' title='Interesting People.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-5129140853878462474</id><published>2010-06-18T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T19:42:22.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkeys in the tree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have monkeys swinging in my tree.&amp;#160; Our house is a center of attention at times.&amp;#160; When Heather and I are out sitting in the swing allot&amp;#160; of times neighbors will see us and come sit in the chairs we have and we will have a big conversation with everyone.&amp;#160; So while we are talking to the parents&amp;#160; there kids love to skateboard, ride bikes in the driveway, color with the chalk on the sidewalk and now the big attraction is climbing in our tree.&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/TBwufRIU4gI/AAAAAAAAAUM/dpocHHWOyTI/s1600-h/PICT0004%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="PICT0004" border="0" alt="PICT0004" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/TBwugKX751I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/hivwFRjpt6I/PICT0004_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/TBwug6Cb4cI/AAAAAAAAAUU/PwIt_A-2Vak/s1600-h/PICT0005%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="PICT0005" border="0" alt="PICT0005" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/TBwuhWa6YjI/AAAAAAAAAUY/cNWp9YAMxc4/PICT0005_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As long as no one gets hurt we&amp;#160; don't mind.&amp;#160; Heather and I are not going to be like old lady Benson that lived on my block when I was a kid and got mad every time we road past her house on our bikes.&amp;#160; Its not our fault that her dogs trampled her flowers every time we went by. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/TBwuih0hB9I/AAAAAAAAAUc/cCz0h6cX-lY/s1600-h/PICT0010%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="PICT0010" border="0" alt="PICT0010" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/TBwujIh7M-I/AAAAAAAAAUg/O9PjP_zg7H0/PICT0010_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-5129140853878462474?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/5129140853878462474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=5129140853878462474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/5129140853878462474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/5129140853878462474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2010/06/monkeys-in-tree.html' title='Monkeys in the tree.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/TBwugKX751I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/hivwFRjpt6I/s72-c/PICT0004_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-6268481561097356896</id><published>2010-06-09T18:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T21:21:59.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Windows Seven features.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ever wish you could just tell your computer what to do instead of having to type it on the keyboard or move the pointer with your mouse?  Will pretty much now you can. Back in the good old days of windows XP there was a program that was developed that could help you dictate words to text by using your microphone called Dragon Naturally Speaking.  In my opinion the program was OK it did what you wanted it to do except there were a lot of words that it could not handle and that you had to manually type.  Was also very expensive program to.  While I was working for dell I spoke with many people who used this program most of them doctors and lawyers as they dictated their notes about their jobs. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;With the new operating system windows seven, this speech to text program is now integrated into the operating system.  All you have to do is go to the control panel and select speech recognition.  Now Windows Vista has the same program.  But in my opinion windows seven has made advances on it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now I am not going to get all techy and start saying things that will go over your head but not only can you dictate but you can command you computer with your voice.  You can tell your computer to click the start button as well as opening programs, going online and hitting your favorite website as well as opening your email. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now I just want you to know that throughout this post I have used the keyboard four times just to make minor adjustments the rest has been all my voice and I think that's pretty cool.  So give it a try check it out you might just like it yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-6268481561097356896?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/6268481561097356896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=6268481561097356896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6268481561097356896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6268481561097356896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2010/06/windows-seven-features.html' title='Windows Seven features.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-6402533471066331429</id><published>2010-05-31T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:19:16.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am free.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It seems that every ten years of my adult life&amp;#160; I get a nasty letter in the mail and I get&amp;#160; caught by “these” people, and for 3 months I have to sit on pins and needles wondering if this is the day “they” pick me and use me.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Let me take you back to last February of 2010.&amp;#160; I am at home, just started a new job and had been working at it for almost a month when the dreaded letter arrived.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Yes,&amp;#160; I am talking about Jury Duty.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; It seems that ever since I became a registered voter when I was eighteen I have gotten these dreadful letters every 10 years.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; I got the letter and read it.&amp;#160; It said that my Duty to serve would start March 1rst and run for 3 months.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My Juror number was 260 and I had to call once a week to find out if my presence was required at the courthouse for a trial.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; The last time I was on Jury duty&amp;#160; I had to appear twice.&amp;#160; I was asked a series of questions pertaining to the case but I was not picked to be on the actual 12 for the trial.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; This time, things were a little different.&amp;#160; If your number was chosen for a trial you received a post card in the mail telling you that you have been “chosen” and then you also have to call the phone number to get the date.&amp;#160; I received 2 of these post cards and both times I called the trial didn’t go through and I was pretty happy about it.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So why am I blogging about this&amp;#160; you might ask?&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Well remember my Jury Duty started March 1rst and would last 3 months.&amp;#160; Today Marks the day that my Duty is over, and with my luck for the next 10 years.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-6402533471066331429?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/6402533471066331429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=6402533471066331429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6402533471066331429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6402533471066331429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-free.html' title='I am free.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-1619415435599774620</id><published>2010-05-19T23:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T23:32:22.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Garden time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So the weather has had its ups and downs and during the ups Heather and I have started our garden.&amp;#160; Heather is always great with planting flowers around the house but its this year we wanted to do something different.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; We have decided to do a full fledged garden.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;I got to tell you I need to get back in to shape badly.&amp;#160; We rented a Rot tiller from K&amp;amp;R rental.&amp;#160; Lets just say some times I had to hang on for dear life just so we could get the ground tilled up. &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/S_TXZ_LvkUI/AAAAAAAAAT0/qqsAkISAzUo/s1600-h/PICT0017%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="PICT0017" border="0" alt="PICT0017" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/S_TXaWiCq9I/AAAAAAAAAT4/2CtbR2Pqgao/PICT0017_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In addition to brightening up our home and garden we have a newly budding blueberry bush.&amp;#160; At first I was wondering if it would work but low and be hold&amp;#160; we are getting fresh blue berries.&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/S_TXbce5XrI/AAAAAAAAAT8/3fat9mzzUio/s1600-h/PICT0001%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="PICT0001" border="0" alt="PICT0001" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/S_TXb079b7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/8dBDfEMzYAc/PICT0001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am pretty excited about this summer as we will have a colorful yard as well as fruitful. We also have a nice assortment of flowers that will be planted an a large barrel that has been cut in half for a planter.&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/S_TXc8XcB2I/AAAAAAAAAUE/zUh5WNlRV6s/s1600-h/PICT0002%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="PICT0002" border="0" alt="PICT0002" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/S_TXdQxgydI/AAAAAAAAAUI/L3Phb3yeJ1U/PICT0002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I will keep everyone posted on how things go. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-1619415435599774620?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/1619415435599774620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=1619415435599774620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/1619415435599774620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/1619415435599774620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-garden-time.html' title='Its Garden time.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/S_TXaWiCq9I/AAAAAAAAAT4/2CtbR2Pqgao/s72-c/PICT0017_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-5546914229733596718</id><published>2010-04-21T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:25:15.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To be or Not to be a virus</title><content type='html'>That is the question that preoccupies our minds about computer usage and safety.   So this just in today, McAfee,  a world wide anti virus program for your computer had a big glitch happen. If you are a home user no need to fear as of yet but for large business and government users, well it wasn't so fun for them today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of 9 a.m. Eastern time McAfee released an update that caused the users computer to reboot constantly.  The problem,  The update mistakenly took a regular windows file and thought it was a virus and deleted the file causing the computer to freak out and not know what to do but to just reboot and when it came to that point that the computer needed the file to use again  it freaked out and rebooted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McAfee was able to send another update to fix the issue but they are not sure how many computers have been affected, could be thousands, I am sure all the tech support personnel was trying to calm people down after freaking out themselves about there freaked out computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all you who have McAfee anti virus on your computers just keep an eye on things and don't freak out.   Until next time   happy computing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-5546914229733596718?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/5546914229733596718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=5546914229733596718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/5546914229733596718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/5546914229733596718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-be-or-not-to-be-virus.html' title='To be or Not to be a virus'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-6864997757104128075</id><published>2009-12-05T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T01:07:00.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Chapter</title><content type='html'>Back in the day when I was working at a potato fresh pack company I was driving fork lift and running the main control center. I had some computer skills but not a great deal until my friend Matt helped me over the years to get my computer skills better. One day while at work, I was in the office filling out the paper work for the load of potatoes I just put in a rail car. When the big boss of the plant came out who said he was getting some air because he was frustrated. I asked what the problem was and he said the person he hired to get his computer up and running was 2 hours late and he needed to get to work. I told him that I could get his computer hooked up with no problem.  He looked at funny with the facial expression of "you? a mere forklift driver?".  He did however give me my shot and I had his computer up and running in about 20 minutes strait from the box.  It felt like I was a kid with a new toy.  After I got him up and running about 2 hours later the big boss came out into the warehouse looking for me wanting me to do the same to 5 other computers. This was when my forklift carer was done and my computer carer was born.&lt;br /&gt;    I was then put in charge of what was called the crows nest which had several computers to monitor and change all potato routs through the belts.  I was able to get more training and hands on experience through out my time.   When I would come home from work I had several friends and neighbors ask me for help with there computers and again with the help of my friend my computer skills improved.  After another few years of that the potato plant ran into some financial difficulties and had to close and that put me out of a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time DELL had moved into the area and several people said it would be best for me to go apply and work for DELL.  When they would ask me that my facial expression and thoughts were that they were out of there minds,  this was professional work and in my opinion I did not have  near enough skill to do that kind of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I had decided to go against my friends and family suggestion and went to work for a lumber yard that has been in operation since like the 1940's called Stars ferry building supply.  My job was to take care of the yard and run deliveries with the occasional help with customers.  For all there paper work everything was done on paper.  For some time I started to get back into the frame of mind of a forklift driver because that was also part of my job and I did that allot when we would get resupplied.  I started falling into a comfort zone and at times felt as though I was in a slump, but I was working and bringing home a pay check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Then one day as luck would have it the store manager called us all in for a meeting and told us they were going to upgrade and bring in 5 new computers.  We were all happy to have them go make work easier.   That was not totally the case.  One day as I got my delivery set up I went into the office to get my paper work and found all the office people staring at the screen.  I asked if they were ok and with them saying yes I went to do my delivery.  The job took an hour as there were special instructions as to were everything went.  When I got back and walked into the office those same people that said they were fine was still staring at the screen not knowing what to do.  I was able to take the mouse and keyboard and show them a whole new world.  As I would go out and work I would get called into the office and help them with the computers, soon I was given a radio so when I would be out in the yard I would be able to be called so I could help them.  Then it stated to be that I was constantly in the office helping and working on the computers if something went wrong.  Suddenly I the forklift mentality left and my computer life kicked back in again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that came my friends and families suggestion to go work for DELL.  This time I remember thinking to myself, "why not, what will they say, no?".  I went online and with the help if my sister-in law Misty in getting my resume set up I was able to get an interview with DELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I got the job with DELL right on the spot.  I was in total shock.  I was actually doing something I liked to do and I was helping people.  I got hooked into the job, I even won awards for my technical skill and my skill with the customers. there was one award I got when allowed me to work with Flat screen monitors instead of the old 12 or 13 in CRT monitors everyone else was working on.  I had 2 20 in flat screen monitors that were just awesome.   I even won a brand new FREE computer  wow.    We had a meeting one day and one of the big wigs from Texas was there to let us know how the business was doing and all the numbers.  they had a computer they were raffling off and everyone needed to write there names on a ticket.  when all the business was done they pulled out the basket with the names and low and behold they called mine.  I was in shock so bad that it took them twice to call my name and the guys around me had to snap me out of shock.   Its been a year and a few months now that I have had this computer and its been awesome ,  Windows 7 running on it  is amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    With this job also got me a certification with Microsoft, My MCP  (Microsoft Certified Professional).  It was a hard test to take but one I got it the opportunities have been coming in,    OF course in any job there are going to be people that make the job great and their are people that make the job just crappy.  There were several of the crappy people including a supervisor that didn't have a clue about business and then try to make life hard because they want  you to do things that would make the team hate each other or want you to join there church or something like that. Then it turns out that he gets fired because he takes the company credit card and shoots up a huge bill of allot of "stuff"  and gets caught.  He is then ordered to pay it back but wont and gets fired.&lt;br /&gt;    After that fiasco we got T.J. our new awesome boss. He and our team coach Derek made our team which was so feeling down that they made us the number one team for all of DELL.  that went on for quite some time until the unthinkable happened. &lt;br /&gt;    With this horrible economy and business shutting down I thought that would not happen to the computer industry, boy was I wrong.   The big bosses thought it would be a great idea to let go the best group in all of DELL.   The excuse was that DELL didn't own the building that was in Twin Falls ID.  DELL has 3 other huge buildings that needed to be filled.  The bosses did say that anyone could apply to go to one of the buildings in Oklahoma.  After allot of thought and prayer the answer to my prayer was to stay in the area  and be close to my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I was so angry that finally I had found my niche in life, something I was good at and it was ripped out from under me.  In all the jobs I have done I was always failing or getting into some sort of trouble or being put in another department.  I would do my best but it wouldn't seem enough and now everything was going great until they pulled the rug out from under me.     I am over it. I understand what has happened and am moving on.  this is just another chapter in my life that has now come to an end.  So what am I going to do?  That's easy,  Turn the page.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img hidden="true" style="border: medium none ; position: absolute; z-index: 2147483647; opacity: 0.6; display: none;" src="data:image/png;base64,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%3D" id="myFxSearchImg" height="24" width="24" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-6864997757104128075?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/6864997757104128075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=6864997757104128075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6864997757104128075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6864997757104128075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-chapter.html' title='Another Chapter'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-6110637955700778829</id><published>2009-11-21T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T19:07:03.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Reviews</title><content type='html'>This past week I had the chance to see two movies that had come out on DVD.  the first one was  UP   if you haven't seen this show I recommend it as its great for the kids but also great for us adults as well.      Ewwwwww  did I just consider myself an adult?  Ok its great for Kids and you adults out there to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SwiJCO3kOKI/AAAAAAAAATM/K5dtIpIa6q0/s1600/UP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SwiJCO3kOKI/AAAAAAAAATM/K5dtIpIa6q0/s320/UP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406722024102181026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this movie was fun to watch , it had excitement adventure  Romance and even intrigue.  I wont give it all away but it starts out with a young boy that follows his adventurous hero and through the years finds himself the a better adventure of his life. he turns to an old man who is devoted to his wife and they share a common connection as she also had the same hero as the her husband .  The couple grow old together working on a there goal to get to the area where there hero is.  After his wife passes away with out ever making it to that place  her husband finds its necessary to get underway and full fill  he and his wife's dream.   this movie was also a tear jerk er for me.  The husband and wife were truly a team and he made sure that her dreams were met with everything in his power.  I recommend this move.    Two thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next movie and have to say its truly a movie that I fell in love with.  I am a big fan of this franchise and I think I know quite about about it because I grew up with it   I am talking about Star Trek. The brand new Star Trek movie has now come out on DVD&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SwimJICHV7I/AAAAAAAAATU/7LMlBx067NM/s1600/The+New+Star+Trek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SwimJICHV7I/AAAAAAAAATU/7LMlBx067NM/s320/The+New+Star+Trek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406754028363667378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This movie is very different from all the others that have been shown.  The show is to depict Captain Kirk and Mr Spock in their academy days and the starting of there adventures.  I have known the story since I was a kid.  My first model I made was out of cardboard and tape.  So the first thing I noticed about this move was that the ship itself was not right. then there was this thing with Spock and Uhura and they were in love and kissing on the ship and I was thinking  what the heck is going on here.  then as the show progressed it was reviled that this was an alternate reality.  A huge Romulan ship comes back in time and changes everything.   The reason they did this is because, well lets face it.  Star Trek is 40 + years old.  Things were starting to get old. Stories were not as good as they used to be.  The movies that were coming out were good but they were losing ground.  In order for Star Trek to survive there needed to be a reboot, a fresh restart.  Now what ever they do, what ever story they put out its going to be ok. Its an alternate reality, plus its Star Trek, you can do anything in the Star Trek universe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So these are the movies I watched this week.  Thank you to my sister Ann for letting me borrow UP  and most thank you to my wife for getting me the Star Trek movies.  thank you dear, love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-6110637955700778829?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/6110637955700778829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=6110637955700778829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6110637955700778829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6110637955700778829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2009/11/movie-reviews.html' title='Movie Reviews'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SwiJCO3kOKI/AAAAAAAAATM/K5dtIpIa6q0/s72-c/UP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-3642222576016314902</id><published>2009-09-27T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T13:35:28.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Car accident the other night.</title><content type='html'>So two nights ago Heather and I were at home sitting nice and comfortably watching TV.  The time  was coming up on 6:30 pm and the neighbor hood had quieted down and just like in the movies it was quiet, too quiet. As we sat there,suddenly we heard a loud bang.  It startled us and we raced out to see what happened. As I was coming to the door Heather beat me to the door and yelled back to me  "call 911"!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed the phone and dialed.   The police and the fire department made it to the seen.   What happened was a green Durango came down 16th street headed west.  A sliver SUV was crossing 16th street on Oakley ave.   As the silver car crossed the green car hit the silver car in the rear an made the silver car rotate a full 180 degree turn.  Meanwhile the green Durango kept driving forward but plowed head on into the power pole and snapped it in half. 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During that time we have endured blistering heat and then cool breezes. I haven't blogged in a while because I have been on Face book and got so interested in  looking at what other people are doing and what they deal with. It has been very interesting and I do like face booking.  I have missed blogging however.  It is a great way to release any frustrations or just getting some thoughts out there for anyone to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have something for you to get started.  My neighbor has two cute little girls that love to come to our house and hang out with us on the swing.  Lilly and Kayle. Kayle is almost 4 and Lilly is almost 3.  They love to come over and play with the bubbles also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Just recently we discovered that Lilly has gotten into politics. She is able to give her political opinion about our president.  here is what she said.  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That is Idaho, it does that here, hence my title of this post.  That is the beginning of the chorus of the Idaho State Song.  So as of the last post  the weather was awesome, It was warm and sunny and awesome.  I would like to emphasize of this date  4/15/2009.  It was supposed to be warm and sunny and awesome.  Here is what I woke up to. Someday,  maybe someday We will have spring. Or it just might jump into the scalding hot muggy of summer, Because you never know when your in Idaho, Winning her way to fame. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SeYk_NFPLgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/5M76vS2JcHI/s1600-h/PICT0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SeYk_NFPLgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/5M76vS2JcHI/s200/PICT0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324984277674176002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SeYcgkmz6KI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fXLdTcypBOA/s1600-h/PICT0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SeYcgkmz6KI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fXLdTcypBOA/s200/PICT0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324974955320043682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SeYkh_kgs9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/rInqS0_zYbo/s1600-h/PICT0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SeYkh_kgs9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/rInqS0_zYbo/s200/PICT0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324983775831045074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SeYkIPAwQpI/AAAAAAAAAQc/u1oVq9Vgh_E/s1600-h/PICT0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SeYkIPAwQpI/AAAAAAAAAQc/u1oVq9Vgh_E/s200/PICT0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324983333299438226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-7117771375189894388?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/7117771375189894388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=7117771375189894388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/7117771375189894388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/7117771375189894388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-here-we-have-idaho-winning-her-way.html' title='And here we have Idaho Winning her way to fame.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SeYk_NFPLgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/5M76vS2JcHI/s72-c/PICT0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-6907341330709524590</id><published>2009-04-05T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:10:32.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring may have sprung</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SdkOo-UYbHI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7MUnAxd_kjM/s1600-h/PICT0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SdkOo-UYbHI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7MUnAxd_kjM/s200/PICT0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321300531800992882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, in my last post I was pretty discouraged.  It just felt as though we were going to be in the next ice age and it was never going to let up.  As you saw the picture in my last post the tree was pretty cold and had some ice on it.  I looked out my window today and found hope.  As you can see here.  The Icecicles have been replaced by some new buds  soon to be blossems and then leaves.  it is really nice to see a blue sky with a small breeze .     Add General Conference weekend in and you have an awesome weekend.   General Conference was wonderfull, as it always is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was a plus in this weekend as well.  Yesterday  was Heathers' and mine wedding anniverary.  We have been married 14 years.  Its had its up and downs but I wouldn't change it now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thank you for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-6907341330709524590?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/6907341330709524590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=6907341330709524590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6907341330709524590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6907341330709524590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-may-have-sprung.html' title='Spring may have sprung'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SdkOo-UYbHI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7MUnAxd_kjM/s72-c/PICT0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-6081637670714536215</id><published>2009-03-29T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T12:59:24.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Gonna be Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/Sc_QCb2EGzI/AAAAAAAAAPM/4-Qm7ZH_RTU/s1600-h/PICT0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/Sc_QCb2EGzI/AAAAAAAAAPM/4-Qm7ZH_RTU/s200/PICT0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318698425200679730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK  so Yesterday  we are home sitting enjoying the swing because its finally warm.  Wow  finally  spring has sprung. Nope  not true.  this is the picture  I took this morning when I woke up.  Hopefully one day.  I know, I know its a bad attitude but it was really disappointing.  It should get better some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-6081637670714536215?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/6081637670714536215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=6081637670714536215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6081637670714536215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6081637670714536215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-gonna-be-spring.html' title='Never Gonna be Spring'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/Sc_QCb2EGzI/AAAAAAAAAPM/4-Qm7ZH_RTU/s72-c/PICT0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-4882816334193664345</id><published>2009-02-27T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:49:09.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is is Spring yet?</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you, but I am ready for some spring. Bring on the warm weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-4882816334193664345?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/4882816334193664345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=4882816334193664345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/4882816334193664345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/4882816334193664345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-is-spring-yet.html' title='Is is Spring yet?'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-4677656532405527670</id><published>2009-01-29T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:10:40.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week Days to be Days off</title><content type='html'>For the last 3 months at work I have been working a 6:30 am to 3:30 pm Monday through Friday  with Saturdays and Sundays off.   I loved that shift and it was nice to go home while the sun was still up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as of late there has been allot of calls coming in with people and there broken computers.  So many calls in fact that we have been putting in allot of over time.  Now with that  my schedule has changed and will be like this until May.   So to compensate for all the calls coming in I will be working Monday and Tuesday, off  Wednesday and Thursday, Work Friday and Saturday and off on Sunday.   The time frame is 8:00 am to 7:00pm.  So now I am working 10 hour shifts with 4 days of work.  Its not bad really.  I like the fact that I can now do something that needs taken care of during the week.  Although I must admit that when that last hour on the second day hits I get excited to have a day off soon and not have to wait until Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-4677656532405527670?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/4677656532405527670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=4677656532405527670' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/4677656532405527670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/4677656532405527670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-days-to-be-days-off.html' title='Week Days to be Days off'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-5465992608561695754</id><published>2009-01-25T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:57:25.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Chef</title><content type='html'>Well Heather and I are on the road to recovery of this lousy no good sickness, all I have left is this awful cough that according to my wife I sound like my grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Moncur&lt;/span&gt; when he would cough. Well, here's to you Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have spent every weekend at home working on getting better and sometimes I feel cooped up and out of sync with the world. I have been going to work but the drive has been horrible. We are still under an inversion and we have had fog here for the last 10 days. When I drive to work in the morning I can only see about 5 feet ahead of me. Like in Heathers post I can't wait for summer time to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if any of you have seen this show on TV but its called Iron Chef America. Heather has really gotten into this show. What happens is 4 top Chefs that have been named Iron chef are selected to compete against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ameture&lt;/span&gt; Chefs. They also have a master of ceremonies that does back flips up to his podium, and screams at the top of his lungs like a crazy China man.(that's always a thrill) sometime down the road when he is back flipping he is going to miss. Anyway These people have to cook up something using secret ingredients. Some ingredients have been pretty nasty looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I am in the kitchen making dinner for Heather and I and she is watching Iron Chef, now here are pros making sauce and what not from scratch and here I am frying up hamburger for spaghetti and using Hunts spaghetti sauce, the sauce you can trust. Kind of reminds you of wild Hickory nuts, You know I may not be a professional Chef, but In the words of my father "Reminds me when I was working at Antwan's. (family members will get that joke). I made a pretty mean spaghetti dinner tonight and that's just fine. I am not sure if it will have the same after effect as my brothers Salomi club sandwich but you never now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on Davids culinary musical club sandwich read here. &lt;a href="http://moncurblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/twisted-thoughts-during-sacrament.html"&gt;http://moncurblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/twisted-thoughts-during-sacrament.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time I make dinner I will do a few back flips for Heather and land on a podium and serve dinner while screaming like a crazy China man.               Just call me IRON CHEF GARY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-5465992608561695754?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/5465992608561695754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=5465992608561695754' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/5465992608561695754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/5465992608561695754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2009/01/iron-chef.html' title='Iron Chef'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-3444656787078106517</id><published>2009-01-04T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:24:50.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been sick for a little bit.</title><content type='html'>Ever since New Years eve I have been sick. so that is the reason I have not updated the blog in a while. Heather was sick during the Christmas week and I was being a nurse for her and well that is how I got it. I have Bronchitis and a nice big sinus infection. Heather is now being a wonderful nurse for me. We just got back from the doctors and we are both on anti-biotic&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SWQtNDt1qbI/AAAAAAAAAOk/iM42ljp2j3I/s1600-h/image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288401564798921138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SWQtNDt1qbI/AAAAAAAAAOk/iM42ljp2j3I/s200/image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s. I am still not feeling all that well so I don't have a great story for you but I do have something that might help out. Hope you like it. 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Now there is a show that is Tradition in my family.  We would gather around the TV every year with Mom and Dad.    That show was called    A Christmas Story.   Yes that exact same one with the kid who told the story from his point of view about Christmas and he wanting a Red Rider 200 shot Carbine Action Air Rifle BB gun,  with a  compass in the stock.  Every time Ralphie would tell his parents of even Santa Clause at the Mall  they would all  responded  to his request, "You'll shoot your eye out kid".    Just a great show.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My wife got the DVD for me  and I just now was able to rip it to my hard drive.  now I can see it when ever I want to.      I wanted to wish you all a very Merry Christmas  and have a great Christmas story&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-5423228709680670151?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/5423228709680670151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=5423228709680670151' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/5423228709680670151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/5423228709680670151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-show.html' title='A Christmas show'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-8722465197253279953</id><published>2008-12-08T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:22:42.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme Sports</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/ST4K8R_TWII/AAAAAAAAAN0/f4aCVhKAj80/s1600-h/800px-U_S__Highway_93_bridge_from_within_Snake_River_Canyon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277667844062140546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/ST4K8R_TWII/AAAAAAAAAN0/f4aCVhKAj80/s200/800px-U_S__Highway_93_bridge_from_within_Snake_River_Canyon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every Friday when I go home from work I drive across the Twin Falls Perrine Bridge and I see The Base jumpers get ready to jump over the bridge with there parachutes on. This is  the only place left in the United States that allows base jumping year round with out a permit. So I see these guys jump and to me that's pretty extreme and  I will admit that I have seen some interesting things happen here.     Now I was sent a pretty cool video from one of my friends that I think is really really extreme and I wanted to share it with you.   So sit back, relax , put your dinner trays in there upright position and enjoy the ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c4577ca5f1131cd1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc4577ca5f1131cd1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331922121%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8615D041F4A7D9B05D6FE22D2C7C6EF455CF031E.E66E0953A897C6028919B307FD413BEC33E3ADE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc4577ca5f1131cd1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUAZkocMg0n4H9aGVnLODsqafCko&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc4577ca5f1131cd1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331922121%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8615D041F4A7D9B05D6FE22D2C7C6EF455CF031E.E66E0953A897C6028919B307FD413BEC33E3ADE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc4577ca5f1131cd1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUAZkocMg0n4H9aGVnLODsqafCko&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-8722465197253279953?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c4577ca5f1131cd1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/8722465197253279953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=8722465197253279953' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/8722465197253279953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/8722465197253279953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/12/extreme-sports.html' title='Extreme Sports'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/ST4K8R_TWII/AAAAAAAAAN0/f4aCVhKAj80/s72-c/800px-U_S__Highway_93_bridge_from_within_Snake_River_Canyon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-579391704951675926</id><published>2008-12-03T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:13:40.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time</title><content type='html'>Yeah its about time things happen. Its about time Gas prices are going down. This morning when I went to fill the van with gas, I was very happy to be able to fill the tank for just 20 dollars. How long has it been since I was able to do that huh? Gas right now in Idaho is a $1.87 a gallon in some places. Yeah yeah I know, for most of you its been that way or even lower for a while but here in Idaho they are greedy and kept the price high for a long time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another its about time is that I write in my blog. lol yeah I know its been almost a month, no excuses for another good story or something that's going on. I have been dealing allot in work and home making sure both are getting the right balanced attention. Also been enjoying face book meeting new friends and getting back with friends that I haven't seen in a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so here is a story for you, another IT'S ABOUT TIME. Imagine if you will The story of the Laptop that went through heck and back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I spoke with a guy that has had a his laptop since 2005. He said that the computer has been doing well and has never had a problem until now. I asked what was it that was wrong, he replied "you know those rubber feet on the bottom"? "I'm missing one" can you send me a rubber foot? Now here I am used to dealing with high end servers and raid systems with multiple parts and he needs just a rubber foot? WOW let me call in the reserves and get every supervisor, team coach in on this. His warranty was up in 3 days. He will get his rubber foot in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now you may thing awwwww such a great story a man and his laptop two best friends walking off into the sunset . Well wait till you meet Frank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frank called in, another man that said it was his first time calling in on his computer. He had an issue with his Laptop. the Internet was not working and needed some help getting back online. After going through a series of software trouble shooting I decided its got to be something hardware. I had him unplug the the cable. he said it would take a sec he had to take the tape off from around the cord. He said he used tape to hold it in because the cord was loose. Suddenly the power on the computer went out because he had tape holding the power cord in because it was loose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told him that these shouldn't be loose and asked what was the deal. he said that he noticed they were loose when the computer fell off the desk. He also said that he needed to put some more tape on them so they will hold. he had to put tape on the bottom to cover the hole he made because he hit it so hard because the fan wasn't working because again it fell off the desk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he then told me about the duct tape that holds the battery in place, again all from the fall. now it gets interesting. He also said he had to go to the store because he is out of transparent tape that he puts on the LCD screen because there is a big crack across the screen. I started to laugh and asked "is that also from the fall" He said yes. How did I know. ok what else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now at this time my eyes were watery because I was laughing because if this huge tape job. I'm thinking wow I wish I could actually see what this laptop looked like. Then the next thing he told me was unbelievable. He told me that his computer gets hot, really hot. I'm thinking ummmm duh all the tape, the falling off the desk, ummmmm yeah I bet it's massively hot. He said that was part of the deal with the fan not working and I said In a controlled laughing voice "this is from the fall off the desk to"? I heard this very low embarrassed "yes" on the other side of the phone. Frank said that when it gets that hot he shuts it down and goes and sticks the laptop in the freezer. At that moment I had to put him on hold and take my head set off . I couldn't hold it in anymore. I let loose a laugh that my team mates were wondering what happened. After telling them what happened with this guy some of them laughed pretty good. After all that He wanted me to replace his computer. Well the answer was a big no. Its like if I took my car and ran it in to a light pole on purpose, then go to a car dealer and say "Hey replace my car", Yeah like that's going to happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt bad for the guy but not to much. I think he would be better off if &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/STeHqptvj1I/AAAAAAAAANk/hvxzFvnvqjs/s1600-h/redneck_laptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275834655309795154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/STeHqptvj1I/AAAAAAAAANk/hvxzFvnvqjs/s200/redneck_laptop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he had one of these .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I got a funny feeling he is one of these guys that has a homemade tank top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/STeIGiFQv6I/AAAAAAAAANs/HwYy5KCUBCA/s1600-h/redneck_tank_top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275835134297292706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/STeIGiFQv6I/AAAAAAAAANs/HwYy5KCUBCA/s200/redneck_tank_top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/STeIGiFQv6I/AAAAAAAAANs/HwYy5KCUBCA/s1600-h/redneck_tank_top.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/STeIGiFQv6I/AAAAAAAAANs/HwYy5KCUBCA/s1600-h/redneck_tank_top.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-579391704951675926?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/579391704951675926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=579391704951675926' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/579391704951675926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/579391704951675926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/STeHqptvj1I/AAAAAAAAANk/hvxzFvnvqjs/s72-c/redneck_laptop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-1065935538530478428</id><published>2008-11-11T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:06:00.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bundle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SRp6bWMSNNI/AAAAAAAAANc/VCbhCQ42TZc/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SRp6bWMSNNI/AAAAAAAAANc/VCbhCQ42TZc/s200/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267657324395377874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we had the privilege of a bundle of joy come to us.   Out next door neighbors wanted to do something for themselves for their wedding anniversary and  for one day and night and asked if we would take care of there 3 month old baby girl. Her name is  Rhetta Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhetta Gene came to the house around 10:00 am Saturday morning.  OK so I know I'm not a dad but I have nieces and nephews and they were once that age and I thought I did a great job helping out taking care of them when they needed it .   I thought  ok  Gary, you have done this before , should be a piece of cake.  Heather picked her up from her carrier and Rhetta was smiling and  cooing and I came over and to say hi and when Rhetta saw me  her  blue eyes got very big  and started to water up, her bottom lip started to quiver and she let out this blood curdling scream.  From the sound that came out of that little body she seemed to have fully grown set of adult lungs.   I still bucked up and continued to be bound and determined to have some sort of bond with this little baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather and Rhetta bonded and had a good time. (of course Heather babysits our neighbors kids often)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the night moved on Rhetta was fed and burped and fell asleep.   Rhetta is a pretty good baby,  she doesn't cry constantly  unless its the usual, Being hungry uncomfortable sick etc,  or even the dreaded  terrible awful nasty  thing that makes you want to gag, the dirty diaper. ewwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhetta went to sleep, and she slept for quite sometime to.  Heather got a call from her friend and they went out for a bit.  I sat at the computer and the baby was next to me fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the night went on she was still sleeping like a little angel.  but it was quiet too quiet. then it happened .  I started to hear a very familiar sound.  Remember when I said she seemed to have lungs like an adult?   Well this little girl could sure pass gas like one to. She was farting up a storm, wow I was hearing noises coming from that baby,   I looked down at her and she was still asleep and was seemed to have a little contented grin on her cute little face.  I chuckled a little bit and still kept working on the computer.  then I heard her squirming and looked as she woke up.   Ok, this is it   Yellow alert.    I had a bottle in hand ready go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bent down and picked her up and to my surprise she didn't cry, in fact she smiled at me.  I was smitten.  I held her in my arm and began to feed her. She was hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I was   at my computer desk   baby in one arm with my head propped in a way that I could hold her bottle with my chin while my other hand was on the mouse going to the places on the web I needed to go.  I was quite proud of my self.  I was handling things pretty good.  I lifted her up and put her up to my shoulder to burp her  again  I heard noises that sounded more adult then baby when she burped.   And then it happened.  the thing  I was dreading.  at first the smell came.  I had forgotten what that smell was like and the farts began to sound  like they were a little bit wet.  ewwwwwww.  Ok Gary, you better check.  So I checked the diaper,  My eyes began to water and my bottom lip began to quiver.  Now I knew then why she smiled at me when I picked her up.  ha ha ha look what I have for you old  man .  the situation was getting dire and Heather was still gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time.  RED ALERT.  I set her down and put on my bomb squad gear, undressed the child and took off the diaper.   At that moment  I was very grateful the diaper had that  elastic around the legs because what was in there  was sure to squish out.   It seemed like time stood still at that moment  I sat there wondering   how could something so much come out of a little thing like that .  I went to clean her up, wiping away my watery eyes with a sock wrapped around my nose  and gloves on. (part of the bomb squad gear)  I folded up the diaper and put on a new one. I grabbed the dirty diaper and got rid of it as fast as I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that little ordeal  Heather came home and fed her a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was getting late and we were no used to having a baby in the home.  it was time to go to bed but Rhetta was wide awake and even when we put her in the carrier she would begin to cry.   We though we could take shifts and one of us would go sleep while the other would watch her.  Every coo and goo goo that came from Rhetta Heather would shoot out from the bed room and say  whats wrong.  Heather went back to bed.  It was getting later and later and Rhetta was still wide a wake.  Heather came back out and said I was over tired and that she would take over.  I decided to let Heather go back to sleep since she was tired to.   I stayed with this little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it came up to 2 am and I had her in my arms  rocking her back and forth in my chair.  I was bound and determined to have her go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked the streets of Queens and Brooklyn New York.  I was mugged and shot at.   I was there when the World Trade Center was bombed the first time.  I stood up to guys twice my size ridiculing me because I was white .   If I could do these things   I could make this child fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4:30 am, mountain time.  Heather was asleep and so did Rhetta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning  Rh&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SRp2tlLHu6I/AAAAAAAAANU/H9-KtdUI2_c/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SRp2tlLHu6I/AAAAAAAAANU/H9-KtdUI2_c/s200/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267653239608163234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;etta's  parents came home  and her mom came and to pick her up.  Heather gave her to her mom and I came around to say goodbye.  instead of crying when she saw me Rhetta smiled and giggled.  it was very cool.  I think we had bonded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-1065935538530478428?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/1065935538530478428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=1065935538530478428' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/1065935538530478428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/1065935538530478428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-bundle.html' title='A little bundle'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SRp6bWMSNNI/AAAAAAAAANc/VCbhCQ42TZc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-2811038635583681819</id><published>2008-11-08T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:47:39.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Challenge</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine sent me this.  Its a pretty cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ce6e8c33e6541689" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce6e8c33e6541689%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331922121%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D219F84C7B58260F91AB1418D2F3D1E11082955DE.2AFC3ADDA5B22EAA7D8D9DCE9C3A6BB8180D6BB4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce6e8c33e6541689%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPw7X2_-xubQzgn-zhcSn7HoturA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce6e8c33e6541689%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331922121%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D219F84C7B58260F91AB1418D2F3D1E11082955DE.2AFC3ADDA5B22EAA7D8D9DCE9C3A6BB8180D6BB4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce6e8c33e6541689%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPw7X2_-xubQzgn-zhcSn7HoturA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-2811038635583681819?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ce6e8c33e6541689&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/2811038635583681819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=2811038635583681819' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/2811038635583681819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/2811038635583681819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/11/challenge.html' title='A Challenge'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-2827105255702299427</id><published>2008-11-04T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:34:56.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voting day</title><content type='html'>I voted today.  McCain all the way, but I think Obama is going to win.   It was cool to vote this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Instead of the same old poke out the little hole of who you wanted, I got to sit at a scanner.  The attendants took my ballet and put in in the scanner and then a touch screen came up and I was able to select who I wanted in office by just touching the screen like my palm pilot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that is normal for everyone else but here in the small town of Burley, that's something new.  Of all the years I have been voting, its been ,  Stand at the booth, take out a sharp metal pocking device the size of a pencil and poke out the little hole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will see who our new President will be soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-2827105255702299427?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/2827105255702299427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=2827105255702299427' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/2827105255702299427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/2827105255702299427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/11/voting-day.html' title='Voting day'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-7580051245786975998</id><published>2008-11-03T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:48:06.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Recap.</title><content type='html'>Well, lets recap shall we.  This last week had one of the great holidays to it.  Halloween.   Halloween is one of my favorites and I usually dress up and decorate the house and scare little kids when they ring the doorbell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year though was pretty dry.  I didn't have the vibe to dress up.  Maybe it had something to do with the weather because it has been raining all week and still is to this day.   So there was some BLAH, to Halloween.  I also noticed that not very many kids went out door to door anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather and I went to the church for a little get together and some dinner and after that  there was a children s gathering out side in the parking lot with there parents called a "trunk or treat"  Its much like trick or treating but you go from car to car to car and the adults pass out candy to all the kids that are dressed up in there costumes  and then go home.   Its the safe way to Trick or Treat because you go to people you trust.   To be honest  it sucks because  of all the unsafe things that can happen to little kids and the bad stuff that gets put into candy that could be in your bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was growing up   My Brothers and sister would go all over the neighbor hood and all across town.   Those were simpler days back then.   I do remember one scare when some one said they found a razor blade that some one had put inside an apple.  But that was rumors , here say and it was not confirmed.  Even then  we still trekked on seeing who could get the most candy that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There still were people that decorated for Halloween.  Here is a couple of pictures of our neighbors house across the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQ_hZzGYhgI/AAAAAAAAANM/gQaLrcL0mDA/s1600-h/Halloween+across+the+street+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQ_hZzGYhgI/AAAAAAAAANM/gQaLrcL0mDA/s200/Halloween+across+the+street+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264674322749359618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQ_c8alUgiI/AAAAAAAAAM8/MY1cRyMs1MA/s1600-h/Halloween+across+the+street+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQ_c8alUgiI/AAAAAAAAAM8/MY1cRyMs1MA/s200/Halloween+across+the+street+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264669419905516066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with the new week coming and yes  you guessed it, tomorrow if voting day.  We will see how this new President will help us (or hinder us even more) works out.  As part of this new week, my new work schedule starts.  I will be working 6:30 am to 3:30 pm Monday through Friday.  I am very happy to have my weekends back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I wanted to share with you a video I  received in my email today.  I thought it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you now with this video to watch and talk to you all again soon.   Happy voting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              &lt;br /&gt;                                        I'm Gary Moncur and I approve this message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-168234c9ab3fe9b6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D168234c9ab3fe9b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331922121%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19359A135B745E196C28ECC85F64CE499F9932E0.3B70A9B83E372B4756525C3F671E6696C7E0EEEB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D168234c9ab3fe9b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dg3SWeeN4NbKl6y7wuVlKKRymcyQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D168234c9ab3fe9b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331922121%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19359A135B745E196C28ECC85F64CE499F9932E0.3B70A9B83E372B4756525C3F671E6696C7E0EEEB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D168234c9ab3fe9b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dg3SWeeN4NbKl6y7wuVlKKRymcyQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-7580051245786975998?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=168234c9ab3fe9b6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/7580051245786975998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=7580051245786975998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/7580051245786975998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/7580051245786975998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-recap.html' title='Halloween Recap.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQ_hZzGYhgI/AAAAAAAAANM/gQaLrcL0mDA/s72-c/Halloween+across+the+street+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-1070373205768765696</id><published>2008-10-26T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:37:25.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little recap of the last two weeks.</title><content type='html'>The last two weeks has seen shown some interesting things.   As in my past posts we had some really crazy weather and snow to boot.   Also around that time Heather and I had an interesting moment outside our front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting at the computer and I heard out from  a large thump and what sounded like scraping for a few minutes .  I sat there wondering what in the world that could be.  a few minutes later  my wife comes rushing through the front door with the biggest "holy cow " look on her face.   She said  Gar,  you have to come out here fast and see this!   As she turns around to go back outside she shouts  "bring the camera".  Well I was really wondering what was going on now if it meant me taking some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out side and I could see a Tall man  in overalls and a ball cap on his head. He was mumbling some words which I will not say here because   they were some heavy duty words that one would say when something like this happens.      The man wa&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQVRhsyaGpI/AAAAAAAAAMM/GNKHK0B1454/s1600-h/Missing+rear+wheels+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQVRhsyaGpI/AAAAAAAAAMM/GNKHK0B1454/s200/Missing+rear+wheels+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261701379052411538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s driving his nice looking  1980's 4x4 jacked up pick up truck  to come see my neighbor.   As he turned the corner, his rear wheels and the shafts they are connected to pop out of the truck.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQVTvqFT7HI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9mOa8LREIMo/s1600-h/Missing+rear+wheels+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQVTvqFT7HI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9mOa8LREIMo/s200/Missing+rear+wheels+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261703817867816050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When they pop out the rear end of the pick up slams to the ground and the driver then  drags the truck the rest of the way past our house &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQVSbJLaKjI/AAAAAAAAAMU/r50oHs4qDck/s1600-h/Missing+rear+wheels+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQVSbJLaKjI/AAAAAAAAAMU/r50oHs4qDck/s200/Missing+rear+wheels+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261702365926009394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and to our neighbors, here are some shots of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Weekend  My family went to the Mountains, more specifically the City of Rocks national park.  We have gone there for years to camp and climb the rocks.    My wife Heather, my little brother Brian and brother David  and his wife Misty and the kids  Zach and Kammy.  Also we had the privilege of having Mom with us to.   The only ones that were missing was our sister  An&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQVbJjhtAgI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0l48NAg7Jj0/s1600-h/Fun+in+the+city+of+rocks+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQVbJjhtAgI/AAAAAAAAAM0/0l48NAg7Jj0/s200/Fun+in+the+city+of+rocks+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261711959365845506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n  who was at work  and our late father  who would have been proud to see all of us there.  See , my wife's blog  for details on Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://tiggerlovespooh83318.blogspot.com/2008/10/he-would-of-been-proud-this-is-test.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time climbing rocks and hiking and roasting a hot dog or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQVYJrA9TuI/AAAAAAAAAMk/p_szm7R4jCs/s1600-h/Fun+in+the+city+of+rocks+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQVYJrA9TuI/AAAAAAAAAMk/p_szm7R4jCs/s200/Fun+in+the+city+of+rocks+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261708662841102050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQVaS74FdoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Jev5HYnUiNY/s1600-h/Fun+in+the+city+of+rocks+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQVaS74FdoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Jev5HYnUiNY/s200/Fun+in+the+city+of+rocks+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261711021009368706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, last Friday I was able to have the most wonderfully out standing opportunity of renewing my drivers licence.  My wife and I walked into the room and waited in line.  When the lady who ran the facility said  "next"  it reminded me of how the lunch ladies acted when I was in Jr high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked a few questions  from this lady who had the personality  of  (in the words of my father)  colder then a nun's bum.  Although I know of something colder  like a mother-in-laws kiss that would make hell freeze into the next ice age, but that is another story and one  I will get into at another time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady only looked at me twice, and in that time her questions were  " are you and illegal alien?  I calmly said no.  but you should have heard the snickers coming from Heather.   The lady then asked me if I was born in the United  States?  I again with a smile in the corner of my mouth said  "yes". Then  she asked if I was Chinese.  I took a long pause Hopping that she would look at me, but she didn't.  and I said  no, although  I wanted to start speaking broken garbled Chinese just to show this lady up.    I filled out the necessary paper work and took the eye exam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eye site has changed since the last time I had them checked.   I could read the letters all on line two that she asked me to read but it was a little harder and I had to squint to see the letters.  looks like I better go see the eye doctor soon.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down to have my picture taken  and waited for my licence to be made.  During that time  another gentle man came in and wanted to renew his licence,  this time I could see her actions and the way she asked the questions.   I think she was a Jr high school lunch lady in another life or something.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The lady summoned me back to the counter and said my licence was ready.   You want to know something a little Ironic?   My eyes squinted at the moment the flash happened.    I look a little Chinese&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-1070373205768765696?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/1070373205768765696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=1070373205768765696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/1070373205768765696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/1070373205768765696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-recap-of-last-two-weeks.html' title='A little recap of the last two weeks.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SQVRhsyaGpI/AAAAAAAAAMM/GNKHK0B1454/s72-c/Missing+rear+wheels+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-4951540391120984575</id><published>2008-10-16T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T13:20:04.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPjzLFNYwjI/AAAAAAAAAME/IScp75OAV5E/s1600-h/PICT0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPjzLFNYwjI/AAAAAAAAAME/IScp75OAV5E/s200/PICT0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258219936657490482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPjy9zDy5HI/AAAAAAAAAL8/YELuWjD4csE/s1600-h/PICT0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPjy9zDy5HI/AAAAAAAAAL8/YELuWjD4csE/s200/PICT0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258219708447122546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPjyvkwWlXI/AAAAAAAAAL0/JiU9zUwnKXk/s1600-h/PICT0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPjyvkwWlXI/AAAAAAAAAL0/JiU9zUwnKXk/s200/PICT0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258219464089310578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to update you on the snow situation.  Its pretty much gone now.  the sky has been nice and blue, and its been in the 50's and 60's for the temperature.  I do hope that we have a fall season before we have a winter.  I like to see the leaves change colors before they are covered in snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-4951540391120984575?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/4951540391120984575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=4951540391120984575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/4951540391120984575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/4951540391120984575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-gone.html' title='All gone'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPjzLFNYwjI/AAAAAAAAAME/IScp75OAV5E/s72-c/PICT0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-3609020550164161832</id><published>2008-10-11T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:55:04.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An update to some cool news</title><content type='html'>A few Posts in this blog ago. I wrote to you about my status with my psoriasis and how I needed to have my cholesterol and liver checked so I will be able to take a new medication that will get rid of my psoriasis. Today I got my test results for my liver. a normal live point rating is 41. I am 43. I am a perfect candidate for this medication. With that and exercise I can over come this psoriasis. I probably will be starting on the new medication sometime next week, Wanted you to all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Also here is an update on the weather tonight. S&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPF0vPda8XI/AAAAAAAAALs/eNBuQkVn_ck/s1600-h/PICT0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256110595070685554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPF0vPda8XI/AAAAAAAAALs/eNBuQkVn_ck/s200/PICT0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NOW.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPF0WeI_7uI/AAAAAAAAALk/UinmVG79OpM/s1600-h/PICT0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256110169514831586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPF0WeI_7uI/AAAAAAAAALk/UinmVG79OpM/s200/PICT0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-3609020550164161832?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/3609020550164161832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=3609020550164161832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/3609020550164161832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/3609020550164161832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/10/update-to-some-cool-news.html' title='An update to some cool news'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPF0vPda8XI/AAAAAAAAALs/eNBuQkVn_ck/s72-c/PICT0049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-7682227873492105663</id><published>2008-10-11T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T19:19:20.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The changing faces of the weather</title><content type='html'>The last few days I have been driving over the bridge in Twin falls back and forth to work. Every time I look out into the snake river canyon its just a wonderful site to behold. With Fall time comes all the cool colors and the the warm but not to hot and not to cold weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time I drove across the bridge I said I will get the camera and get a picture of this, and each day I would forget the camera. Well last Thursday, I brought the camera. Here are a few shots of the canyon. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFQwOH_HwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/IBtXeEconyA/s1600-h/Snake+River+Canyon+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256071029473615618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFQwOH_HwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/IBtXeEconyA/s200/Snake+River+Canyon+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFR3XZ5I4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/OX8LvixKQZg/s1600-h/Snake+River+Canyon+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256072251735352194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFR3XZ5I4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/OX8LvixKQZg/s200/Snake+River+Canyon+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFTKjbhVmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oZTJTbwFN5k/s1600-h/Snake+River+Canyon+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256073680892548706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFTKjbhVmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oZTJTbwFN5k/s200/Snake+River+Canyon+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFUwMIDW9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/wt6rGFbZHJ0/s1600-h/Snake+River+Canyon+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256075426983533522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFUwMIDW9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/wt6rGFbZHJ0/s200/Snake+River+Canyon+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFVDNkX13I/AAAAAAAAAK8/XxPacHfarc8/s1600-h/Snake+River+Canyon+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256075753788266354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFVDNkX13I/AAAAAAAAAK8/XxPacHfarc8/s200/Snake+River+Canyon+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFWneqHvyI/AAAAAAAAALE/GIGpj9ZSox0/s1600-h/Snake+River+Canyon+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256077476362698530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFWneqHvyI/AAAAAAAAALE/GIGpj9ZSox0/s200/Snake+River+Canyon+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now today is a different story. I woke up this morning at 8 am and sat down in the living room. I heard a pop, well more like a bang out side and suddenly the power went out. I got up and looked out the window and this is what I saw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFYzhoHD9I/AAAAAAAAALc/We6s6Ceb5pc/s1600-h/October+snow+10-11-08+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256079882341257170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFYzhoHD9I/AAAAAAAAALc/We6s6Ceb5pc/s200/October+snow+10-11-08+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFYROOYmbI/AAAAAAAAALM/l24xYvBew9A/s1600-h/October+snow+10-11-08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256079293017528754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFYROOYmbI/AAAAAAAAALM/l24xYvBew9A/s200/October+snow+10-11-08+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFYgZyCQTI/AAAAAAAAALU/EKRR8GP70rI/s1600-h/October+snow+10-11-08+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFYgZyCQTI/AAAAAAAAALU/EKRR8GP70rI/s1600-h/October+snow+10-11-08+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256079553817887026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFYgZyCQTI/AAAAAAAAALU/EKRR8GP70rI/s200/October+snow+10-11-08+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFYgZyCQTI/AAAAAAAAALU/EKRR8GP70rI/s1600-h/October+snow+10-11-08+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFYgZyCQTI/AAAAAAAAALU/EKRR8GP70rI/s1600-h/October+snow+10-11-08+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFYgZyCQTI/AAAAAAAAALU/EKRR8GP70rI/s1600-h/October+snow+10-11-08+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFYgZyCQTI/AAAAAAAAALU/EKRR8GP70rI/s1600-h/October+snow+10-11-08+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see, we have crazy weather. We were with out power untill noon today. It snowed alot. It is has been snowing all day long, even up to Blizzard status. It is expected to snow like this up untill noon tomorrow. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9dcf16cf3c892a07" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9dcf16cf3c892a07%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331922121%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8544AB8B52DBF171C25C8FC7814C71E7055399CE.6B64CDA9B549247504FA9E8B5A2AFC2AF41E43C6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9dcf16cf3c892a07%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6yho7iJl3Ti2puZ05QXQ_CDgW6E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9dcf16cf3c892a07%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331922121%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8544AB8B52DBF171C25C8FC7814C71E7055399CE.6B64CDA9B549247504FA9E8B5A2AFC2AF41E43C6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9dcf16cf3c892a07%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6yho7iJl3Ti2puZ05QXQ_CDgW6E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-7682227873492105663?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9dcf16cf3c892a07&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/7682227873492105663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=7682227873492105663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/7682227873492105663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/7682227873492105663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/10/changing-faces-of-weather.html' title='The changing faces of the weather'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SPFQwOH_HwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/IBtXeEconyA/s72-c/Snake+River+Canyon+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-8444095926550278797</id><published>2008-10-04T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:30:22.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some cool news.</title><content type='html'>As all of you know (or if you didn't know you will now ) about 12 years ago I started to develop psoriasis. Any were on my body if I were to be cut or punctured or something my body would wig out and say "fix it" and shove everything to the wound to fix the issue and there would be to much excess skin which would die and stay their. It would build up in patches. During the winter months these patches would get very dry and sometimes crack and bleed. Some would even form around my joints like my knee and elbows and it would hurt to move. Its not contages, it is hereditary and for some reason it was dormant until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have used creams and ointments and there were times when they would work. Some of these creams were very potent and had to have a prescription. this cream when used could only be put on the psoriasis plague but if it touched good healthy skin it would burn like you wouldn't believe and in the burned spots cause the psoriasis to go more because my body said its hurt again "fix it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to stop that and go looking around for something else and heard a radio commercial on my way to work on morning. It was a cream called dermarest. they said it would take care of it. and it was over the counter at Wal-mart. Well I got it, used it and for a little bit it looked like things were good. the white plaques were gone but it left red welts that didn't hurt but my body once again said "fix it " and tried to heal them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now mind you I have gone to see the dermatologist, in fact it was him who prescribed the cream that burned. Recently I went back to see him again and he looked at me and said that it looks worse from the last time I was in but there was something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me of a pill that I could take that could clear it all up in one stoke and that I would have normal looking skin, I can't remember the name because it was long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this pill is big time potent. Its great, but there are some requirements. I can't have high cholesterol and my liver has to be able to handle it. Ok so I got scared there. I know I'm not in the greatest of shape, so for a while I didn't take the blood test. And I just dealt with it. Well there became a new development. I started to retain water in my legs and was put on a water pill to get it off. It works , theres no doubt, I take allot of bathroom breaks, but some times my legs get so bad that they swell up and when they stretch the psoriasis breaks and the wound oozes and mixes in with dead skin and causes the fungal infection and I would have to be put on antibiotics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I couldn't stand it anymore and my poor wife would go through my pain to because I would be just a big grump and it wasn't fair to her. I took the blood test. Just one little poke and that was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to a point where I was wondering how things went but didn't pursue it much. I let it go for a while. I was then thinking lets find out so we went back to the doctor and asked for the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked in the Dr's office and sat down and asked him to give it to us strait and to see how bad of shape I was in. Dr Boehmer looked at his records and looked at me and shook his head and said it was unbelievable about my cholesterol. He said it was lower then his. I was in shock. I thought it was going to be skyrocketed through the roof but the doctor said my cholesterol was well below 100 points and all my other LDL and HDL were fine to. We don't have the results for the liver test back yet but the Dr said that with the cholesterol and everything looking the way it is I am going to be just fine and a perfect candidate to take this pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So If I can take this pill and be psoriasis free, that's going to be one of the best things to happen in a long time. I thought you all should know this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-8444095926550278797?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/8444095926550278797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=8444095926550278797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/8444095926550278797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/8444095926550278797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-cool-news.html' title='Some cool news.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-8978961462903506770</id><published>2008-09-30T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:12:42.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the blogging sadle again</title><content type='html'>I know, I know. Its been a while since I wrote anything in this thing we call a life line to family.  I'm sorry for that  and will keep it up a little better but like my wonderful sister-in law said "no news is good news",and that is how its been.   I have been getting up  going on the road at 5:30 am  and getting to work by 6:30 am and going home  falling asleep  and going back again.   its been a tough couple of weeks at work now that we are taking care of the home users customers.  It was that we just took care of government and large businesses and took care of there computers , I will give you an example. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy calls in from either a government job or large business  who is an  IT professional  and says whether its the hard drive or motherboard  etc. etc.  and says this is what I did to find out and that's what happened  and we usually go in and send the part.  but now we deal with the mom and pop shops that call in and say  ummmm  its broke.  fix it.   and my personal favorite  "hey  wheres the power button.,   when I hear that  I imagine some hillbilly in overalls  and buck teeth looking at the computer scratching his head saying  well gooooooly  whats it do?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With those you just take more time and have patents   lots of it.  I am now a huge fan of remote assistance.   I just log on to there computer and they get wowed and I fix the issues and I am the hero   (standing with fists on hips and cape flowing in the wind)  OK OK  got a little carried away there.   but that's been it for the last little while .  lets see... what else.........   ohhh   yeah!!!!!!!   my colon is clear!!!!!!!!!  and when you have been  constipated and your finally  able to clear it, well,  you feel good.  Damn good.    I know that is not on your need to know list but hey   its my blog  and now  I am feeling good  so I'm sharing.   HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now what I am going to talk about is more towards the upper part of my body, my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I wanted to talk about my wife.  I haven't done this or not often enough but I wanted all of you to know how truly wonderful she is and how much I love her. Now you know and  I know we have had our ups and downs,  and in the 13 and a half years we have been married its been the majority of downs.   But when we are in the ups  its absolutely amazing.  she is kind, warm, caring loving  the list goes on and on.  Heather truly loves her family and we are all her family to (meaning my family) and she wants to just be there for them as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last little while we have been in the ups  and she has been very supportive ( even when I have to work late because I had to help some dude reformat his hard drive after admitting to me that he went to 27 different porn sites and got several viruses from them  and said   "well I really didn't think I needed them anti-virus thing-a-ma jigs because it was slowing me down" .  Ummmmmm  DUH  yeah buddy  , you just hosed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  I just wanted everyone to know that Heather and I are doing well, and we are living life one day at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-8978961462903506770?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/8978961462903506770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=8978961462903506770' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/8978961462903506770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/8978961462903506770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-in-blogging-sadle-again.html' title='Back in the blogging sadle again'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-2615586032242729673</id><published>2008-09-12T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:52:58.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My ode to 9/11</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was an historic anniversary. Seven years ago 2 jet air liners slammed themselves into the World Trade Center after being hijacked by terrorists. There where 2 other plan&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SMqm97dYjsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/YVY1jLP23iY/s1600-h/Found+this+pic+on+google++which+is+more+clear+to+see.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245188298889531074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SMqm97dYjsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/YVY1jLP23iY/s200/Found+this+pic+on+google++which+is+more+clear+to+see.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;es hijacked as well, one flying into the Pentagon and the other crashed in Pennsylvania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not going to go into massive detail of how and why things happened because you have seen and heard it all on TV or the Internet.   The events that happened that day hit all of us in some way or another. For me the attack in New York was not just an attack, it was personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on m&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SMql3jIwr6I/AAAAAAAAAHo/iVOFJHBSbAk/s1600-h/Manhattan+sky+line..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245187089769738146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SMql3jIwr6I/AAAAAAAAAHo/iVOFJHBSbAk/s200/Manhattan+sky+line..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y mission to New York city. I had the honor and privilege to go to the World Trade Center and be on the top and look down and see the city. Every where I went I could see those two buildings. I knew&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SMqlDVCEPzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/B4XhkneoF3I/s1600-h/The+World+Trade+center.+++the+one+on+the+left+was+bomed+in+1993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245186192630366002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SMqlDVCEPzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/B4XhkneoF3I/s200/The+World+Trade+center.+++the+one+on+the+left+was+bomed+in+1993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I couldn't get lost because there they where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there when the first bombing of the trade center happened In 1993. There was a lot of chaos and confusion. I was in Queens at the time it happened. After the heat settled and things were made known as to what happened, the repairs were underway and the north tower fixed and  life in New York was on the verge of being normal again. It w&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SMqn1O_u7SI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/HyN27yxWpYI/s1600-h/The+observation+lounge+.++the+observation+deck+was+the+next+floor+up..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245189249026682146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SMqn1O_u7SI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/HyN27yxWpYI/s200/The+observation+lounge+.++the+observation+deck+was+the+next+floor+up..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as then I  able to visit the towers for the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their was a tradition that took place on the observation deck of the south tower, (tower 2). What was at first graffiti turned into something that was cool. On the observation deck you have a huge view of the city. You can see all 5 city Boroughs Ma&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SMqmi1fr3BI/AAAAAAAAAH4/awRog2yDeJE/s1600-h/View+from+on+top+of+the++WTC.+The+brookly+bridge+on+the+right,+washington+bridge+on+the+left.+Brooklyn+in+the+back+ground+arcross+the+east+river+and+Queens+further+out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245187833432103954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SMqmi1fr3BI/AAAAAAAAAH4/awRog2yDeJE/s200/View+from+on+top+of+the++WTC.+The+brookly+bridge+on+the+right,+washington+bridge+on+the+left.+Brooklyn+in+the+back+ground+arcross+the+east+river+and+Queens+further+out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nhattan&lt;br /&gt;, Queens, Brooklyn, Staten Island and the Bronx. You can also see parts of upstate New York and you can see New Jersey. As you are up there looking down there was a hand railing. Under the hand railing was the cool thing. There were signatures of everyone and the date they were there under that railing. I was privileged to sign it as well.&lt;br /&gt;When I got the news about the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245187427571760722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SMqmLNjCflI/AAAAAAAAAHw/cutwnHS8TE4/s200/Standing+right+between+the+towers..jpg" border="0" /&gt;attacks I was on my way to work. I was listening to the radio and at that time they were thinking that a plane accidentally ran into the building. When I got to work and got things up and running that when I got the total news. I couldn’t work well at all for the rest of the day. It felt like a part of me went down with those buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I make this little tribute to the men and women that died and those that saved lives. Also to my friends th&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SMqnarGbwLI/AAAAAAAAAII/tmJz5fnltQU/s1600-h/From+the+Ground+up.+++looking+at+the+WTC+tower+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245188792714510514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SMqnarGbwLI/AAAAAAAAAII/tmJz5fnltQU/s200/From+the+Ground+up.+++looking+at+the+WTC+tower+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at live there.   These are pictures that I took while I was there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-2615586032242729673?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/2615586032242729673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=2615586032242729673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/2615586032242729673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/2615586032242729673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-ode-to-911.html' title='My ode to 9/11'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SMqm97dYjsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/YVY1jLP23iY/s72-c/Found+this+pic+on+google++which+is+more+clear+to+see.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-885597833366369754</id><published>2008-09-06T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:10:11.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few updates</title><content type='html'>Hello family and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to update you guys on a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mom and Dad's house looks great. the metal roof is on and the fence is back up. the roof makes the house shine along with the new paint job. Mom says she loves it and is continuing to make further improvements. I didn't get a picture but I will do that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I found a great piece of software with the help of my friend Matt. For me its new but I'm sure most of you have heard of this and could be using it as we speak but its called DVD shrink. I can now back up some of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DVD's&lt;/span&gt; and save them on the hard drive. after a time I will get some DVD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;r's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rw's&lt;/span&gt; and then burn them to the disk. I can even watch them from the computer with out putting in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt;, if you would like here is the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.afterdawn.com/software/video_software/dvd_rippers/dvd_shrink.cfm"&gt;http://www.afterdawn.com/software/video_software/dvd_rippers/dvd_shrink.cfm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can shrink movies down small enough that I can watch them on my Palm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;PDA&lt;/span&gt;, only one movie at a time but I can take a movie with me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HEE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My wife got me a new razor. Its the&lt;br /&gt;Schick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Quattro&lt;/span&gt; Titanium Trimmer Razor&lt;br /&gt;Its nice. It has clippers on the end so you can trim your beard to a nice fine beard or goatee. or shave a smooth as an androids bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.target.com/Schick-Quattro-Titanium-Trimmer-Razor/dp/B0014WHGM8"&gt;http://www.target.com/Schick-Quattro-Titanium-Trimmer-Razor/dp/B0014WHGM8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I thought I would save this for last.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite the party last night. I was at the computer and I could hear allot of laughing and cackling. I walked out of the house and I saw the strangest sight. Across the street were several neighbors (including my beloved wife) sitting in lawn chairs and blankets like they were watching a football game. but they were watching the other neighbors next to me who were drunk as skunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were Laughing and some singing but allot of passing out. One guy passed out and they put him on the trampoline. there was so much beer and vodka that if they burped (or farted ) and a match was lit, well think of a nuclear explosion. As of right now I have not seen any movement from the house so I think they are still sleeping it off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-885597833366369754?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/885597833366369754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=885597833366369754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/885597833366369754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/885597833366369754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-few-updates.html' title='Just a few updates'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-7913098296579829758</id><published>2008-09-01T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:46:54.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well anyhow, getten to be that time of year,  eh?</title><content type='html'>Has anyone noticed the days are getting shorter and the nights are getting longer? has anyone noticed that the temperature is not as hot as it was. And  guess what I saw in TV? pre football.  Yep that's what I'm saying. its getting cooler and actually its become&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLy5i3ZHuqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/L93PzJ9wrP8/s1600-h/Rainbow+8-30-08+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241268074988419746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLy5i3ZHuqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/L93PzJ9wrP8/s200/Rainbow+8-30-08+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my favorite time of year, Fall. Or to other people Autumn.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLy50efq5cI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Aq7iUNcnoYA/s1600-h/Rainbow+8-30-08+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241268377542649282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLy50efq5cI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Aq7iUNcnoYA/s200/Rainbow+8-30-08+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two days ago the temp dropped and the clouds came in right as the sun was going down. it made some great colors as you can see in the photos.  It started to rain a little &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLzB3X9XjCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dH1kPM-nPfI/s1600-h/Rainbow+8-30-08+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241277223420791842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLzB3X9XjCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dH1kPM-nPfI/s200/Rainbow+8-30-08+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but made a really cool rainbow.  Well for those of you who love this time of year and are hunters  get your  AK 57 Uzi radar laser triple barrel double scoped heat seeking shot guns ready to get that thirty point buck.   Enjoy the fall season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-7913098296579829758?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/7913098296579829758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=7913098296579829758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/7913098296579829758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/7913098296579829758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-anyhow-getten-to-be-that-time-of.html' title='Well anyhow, getten to be that time of year,  eh?'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLy5i3ZHuqI/AAAAAAAAAGY/L93PzJ9wrP8/s72-c/Rainbow+8-30-08+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-175789515457371832</id><published>2008-08-30T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T16:29:13.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please don't install.</title><content type='html'>OK so I need to bring this to every one's attention. For the last month I have had to work Sundays and when I do I always come across people who just should not have a computer because they hurt themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok one of the reasons I say this is because right now there is a rouge virus going around that is called Windows xp antivirus 2008-2009. It look like a legitimate pro&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLnSz5CJSFI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/t_ShdpsEg00/s1600-h/antivirus-xp-2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240451430347262034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLnSz5CJSFI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/t_ShdpsEg00/s400/antivirus-xp-2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gram but its not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its a program that sends false information to you saying that your computer is infected and with this program it will delete all the threats. I spoke with a customer last Sunday and she told me she thought she had done something not right. All she was doing was looking for flowers to plant in her flower bed around her house, she went to &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;http://www.google.com/&lt;/a&gt; and searched the photos and &lt;strong&gt;BAM &lt;/strong&gt;this program appears. she wiggs out thinking she is going to die and clicks ok and installs it. the program now in her system scans and gives her false information. at the end of the scan it says for $49.95 we can get rid of it for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She paid it. again it scans and says that it has gotten rid of the stuff it found the first time but says it found more and for another $49.00 it will get rid of it. Well to make a long story short she paid these people a total of $250.00 before she started to think something was wrong. When I got her call she even asked me if that was the right thing to do was to install that program. I told her no. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went through the system and the infection was so bad that we had to reformat the hard drive and she lost all her data. Did she have back up of all her data????? well lets not answer that one and say we did because we all know &lt;strong&gt;SHE DID NOT BACK UP ANYTHING&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tomorrow I got back in and see how many more people hurt themselves and put a band aid on there boo boos. (no kissing of the boo boos is involved).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So please watch yourself. keep all security software you have up to date and run a scan at least once a week, Just a friendly reminder. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-175789515457371832?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/175789515457371832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=175789515457371832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/175789515457371832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/175789515457371832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/08/please-dont-install.html' title='Please don&apos;t install.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLnSz5CJSFI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/t_ShdpsEg00/s72-c/antivirus-xp-2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-4429557405842040811</id><published>2008-08-25T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T18:09:49.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brave Nephew</title><content type='html'>Going&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLNHa9GdxtI/AAAAAAAAAFw/BXzmPc1S93o/s1600-h/Burley+Fair+and+Rodeo+2008+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238609319965869778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLNHa9GdxtI/AAAAAAAAAFw/BXzmPc1S93o/s200/Burley+Fair+and+Rodeo+2008+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; through the pictures of the fair and rodeo I came across this picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I remember this part of the adventure. Zach and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kami&lt;/span&gt; were eyeballing this ride for quite sometime. (Now this is just from my perspective so the total story could be different but hey we'll go with it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kami&lt;/span&gt; approached the roller coaster. Zach's dad asked him if he wanted to ride the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rollercoster&lt;/span&gt; and Zach looked at the ride and then at his dad and back at the ride again. I could see there was hesitation in his eyes. Just then his 3 year old sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kami&lt;/span&gt; said with excitement "I wanna go on it" and she started heading for the ride. Well Zach didn't want to she showed up by his sister so he went for it. I gotta say. I know what its like when your hesitant to do something but you know you gotta do it. Zach switched in to brave kid mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now as you can see in the picture above they are riding and what looks like to be having a good time. But on further inspection and a good zoom in we find something else. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLNKIHO54HI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CR3Sio5PLqA/s1600-h/Burley+Fair+and+Rodeo+2008+0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238612294802989170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLNKIHO54HI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CR3Sio5PLqA/s200/Burley+Fair+and+Rodeo+2008+0151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLNWrjDTtQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/cekBdxS0ZU4/s1600-h/Burley+Fair+and+Rodeo+2008+0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238626097705497858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLNWrjDTtQI/AAAAAAAAAGI/cekBdxS0ZU4/s400/Burley+Fair+and+Rodeo+2008+0151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see there is fear but he still sat in that chair and went for the ride. Now I'm sure that he would probably go on it again if it were here right now but at this moment this very moment right now he wanted it to stop but he was not going to let any one down and he did awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I want to commend my brave nephew and tell him I love him and I'm proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walked the park we came up to another ride, A ride that I have hated since I first lay ed eyes on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Infamous "Til-a-whirl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLNMOTrqnxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IAcS8Nes_WY/s1600-h/Burley+Fair+and+Rodeo+2008+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238614600247320338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="170" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLNMOTrqnxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IAcS8Nes_WY/s200/Burley+Fair+and+Rodeo+2008+009.JPG" width="467" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLNMOTrqnxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IAcS8Nes_WY/s1600-h/Burley+Fair+and+Rodeo+2008+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLNMOTrqnxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IAcS8Nes_WY/s1600-h/Burley+Fair+and+Rodeo+2008+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad was challenged by my mom to ride that ride. She said he was to chicken to ride it. My dad looked at her lifted his shoulders and said that he was going to ride it just to show her that he can, and as he turned he grabbed my hand and said I was coming to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got strapped in and the ride started going and at first it wasn't' bad. Then everything was spinning. everything began to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;blurr&lt;/span&gt;----- and dizziness set in. when the ride was over and we got off , I couldn't walk everything was spinning. My dad seemed to be in better shape and walked with just a little bit of a tilt. But for me I had to be held up . next thing you know the stomach couldn't Handel it any more and told the body "everybody move I'm letting loose" and well it wasn't pretty. We went home and I had to lay down for a while. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt; memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to thank David and Misty for coming down and going to the fair and rodeo with all of us. I'm Glad Ann came and I'm really glad that Heather came to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-4429557405842040811?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/4429557405842040811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=4429557405842040811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/4429557405842040811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/4429557405842040811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-brave-nephew.html' title='My Brave Nephew'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SLNHa9GdxtI/AAAAAAAAAFw/BXzmPc1S93o/s72-c/Burley+Fair+and+Rodeo+2008+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-611217503657902345</id><published>2008-08-20T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:47:36.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S IN A NAME</title><content type='html'>Today as I was heading home from work I was thinking about several things and one thing was that I need to blog. As I was thinking of a subject, opportunity came a knockin.&lt;br /&gt;A silver pickup truck passed me. I could see what was written on the side was Luke‘s contractor service. As the truck fully passed me there lt was the funniest thing I had seen all day. On the rear window read Luke Blewett contractor service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed the rest of the way home and then started thinking of other funny names and went on line and found a ton of names there that worked well together to mean something else. And then suddenly I had a top 10 of names that were hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in the spirit of David Letterman, lets do the top 10 tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 names from wedding announcements and other sources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKziR7-bC_I/AAAAAAAAADk/Yz8YRHmbVNA/s1600-h/a182_w13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236809264510209010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKziR7-bC_I/AAAAAAAAADk/Yz8YRHmbVNA/s320/a182_w13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Poore-Sapp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKzjjrxQcWI/AAAAAAAAADs/KkWUg01f9nk/s1600-h/a182_w2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236810668909293922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKzjjrxQcWI/AAAAAAAAADs/KkWUg01f9nk/s320/a182_w2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9 Crapp- Beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKzkobfqjfI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Tmnamrmf7FE/s1600-h/dunhamfavors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236811849951514098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKzkobfqjfI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Tmnamrmf7FE/s320/dunhamfavors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 Dunnam-Favors. (hmmmm I wonder what those were?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKzmZSggVqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/FtGQNf8mfIg/s1600-h/fillerquick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236813788864337570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKzmZSggVqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/FtGQNf8mfIg/s320/fillerquick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7Filler-Quick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKztNmXqOvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/HIG-kJQObEQ/s1600-h/gowengeter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236821284618910450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKztNmXqOvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/HIG-kJQObEQ/s320/gowengeter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 Gowen-Geter ( what a couple)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKznbM9_iRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/THr7eNeQX6A/s1600-h/weenerwhipple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236814921248770322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKznbM9_iRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/THr7eNeQX6A/s320/weenerwhipple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5Weener- Whipple &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKzpsaL9skI/AAAAAAAAAEU/a4S2wE04vd0/s1600-h/wackerdaily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236817415878062658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKzpsaL9skI/AAAAAAAAAEU/a4S2wE04vd0/s320/wackerdaily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 Wacker- Dailey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKzqIySFTzI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UtFwoNg5CRI/s1600-h/macdonaldberger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236817903382515506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKzqIySFTzI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UtFwoNg5CRI/s320/macdonaldberger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 MacDonald- Berger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKzq7tEYDHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eVP7xLX7HnM/s1600-h/a182_w1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236818778156174450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKzq7tEYDHI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eVP7xLX7HnM/s320/a182_w1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Best- Lay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKzrcrADqVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zzn1PbqZl50/s1600-h/buttsmccracken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236819344536873298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKzrcrADqVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zzn1PbqZl50/s320/buttsmccracken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the number one funniest name &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Butts-McCracken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is also a bonus round. There was a person I went to school with that had an interesting name as well &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jason Urabitch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, that is a real name. So I want to thank Luke Blewett for giving me a good laugh and some inspiration and I hope you never blow it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-611217503657902345?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/611217503657902345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=611217503657902345' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/611217503657902345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/611217503657902345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-in-name.html' title='WHAT&apos;S IN A NAME'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKziR7-bC_I/AAAAAAAAADk/Yz8YRHmbVNA/s72-c/a182_w13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-6713805470401520770</id><published>2008-08-12T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:01:48.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More to it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKJ39j8VmwI/AAAAAAAAACg/rlonbzQY6Xs/s1600-h/Twin+falls+temple+in+the+day+time+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233877616461978370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKJ39j8VmwI/AAAAAAAAACg/rlonbzQY6Xs/s320/Twin+falls+temple+in+the+day+time+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As promised from the last log entry, I said there would be pics of the temple in the daylight. Here the&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKJ18HXJUpI/AAAAAAAAACI/bbDG27fdnS8/s1600-h/Twin+falls+temple+in+the+day+time+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233875392586666642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKJ18HXJUpI/AAAAAAAAACI/bbDG27fdnS8/s320/Twin+falls+temple+in+the+day+time+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y are. hope you en&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKJ2Z8PT6jI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6z6YVuLoSOQ/s1600-h/Twin+falls+temple+in+the+day+time+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233875904997091890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" height="251" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKJ2Z8PT6jI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6z6YVuLoSOQ/s320/Twin+falls+temple+in+the+day+time+002.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;joy. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKJ3AlUhlOI/AAAAAAAAACY/O_5lFbjVf9Q/s1600-h/Twin+falls+temple+in+the+day+time+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233876568859841762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKJ3AlUhlOI/AAAAAAAAACY/O_5lFbjVf9Q/s320/Twin+falls+temple+in+the+day+time+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-6713805470401520770?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/6713805470401520770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=6713805470401520770' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6713805470401520770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6713805470401520770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-to-it.html' title='More to it'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SKJ39j8VmwI/AAAAAAAAACg/rlonbzQY6Xs/s72-c/Twin+falls+temple+in+the+day+time+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-5343600919693860172</id><published>2008-08-07T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:07:27.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple Open house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJvEkl7mleI/AAAAAAAAABg/ZAxZ6e3Dy0s/s1600-h/twin_falls_lds_mormon_temple8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231991525057402338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJvEkl7mleI/AAAAAAAAABg/ZAxZ6e3Dy0s/s320/twin_falls_lds_mormon_temple8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 5Th of August 2008, just two days ago Heather and I went with the Elders Quorum in the ward to the Twin Falls Idaho temple open house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we approached the temple you could see the beauty of it as we rounded the corner to&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJvFBqlsRXI/AAAAAAAAABo/aZFspIx4Lx4/s1600-h/Twin+Falls+Temple+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231992024523883890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJvFBqlsRXI/AAAAAAAAABo/aZFspIx4Lx4/s320/Twin+Falls+Temple+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; go on East land ave. I work in Twin Falls and every day I see the the top of the spire where the angel Moroni stands and that's cool to see but it was just the best when you drive up to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We dealt with all the protesters there. it sort of had that feel you get when you see the protesters at the Salt Lake Temple but the moment you go into the temple grounds that feeling goes away as it did here. when we were there it was just a feeling of pure calmness and peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJvRXOKsYjI/AAAAAAAAABw/NR7oWYqGufg/s1600-h/Twin+Falls+Temple+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232005588991107634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJvRXOKsYjI/AAAAAAAAABw/NR7oWYqGufg/s320/Twin+Falls+Temple+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you look at Heathers blog you will be able to see the rooms inside. the mural painted in one is a detailed portrait of the snake river canyon and mount Harrison which it absolutely incredible. if you looked hard at the mural you can even see the fine detail all the way down to a lizard on a rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJvTJNjdXwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/s5ad95XUoVE/s1600-h/Twin+Falls+Temple+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232007547331632898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJvTJNjdXwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/s5ad95XUoVE/s200/Twin+Falls+Temple+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are a few more pictures of the temple. Come on down and check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will get some shots of the temple in the day time soon.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJvTyVlNJRI/AAAAAAAAACA/VUVyhY_q1rs/s1600-h/Twin+Falls+Temple+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232008253861078290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJvTyVlNJRI/AAAAAAAAACA/VUVyhY_q1rs/s320/Twin+Falls+Temple+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-5343600919693860172?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/5343600919693860172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=5343600919693860172' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/5343600919693860172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/5343600919693860172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/08/temple-open-house.html' title='Temple Open house'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJvEkl7mleI/AAAAAAAAABg/ZAxZ6e3Dy0s/s72-c/twin_falls_lds_mormon_temple8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-7595424697647270418</id><published>2008-08-04T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:44:17.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it starts.</title><content type='html'>I have been off the game for coming up on two weeks now. Just like in real life when a family member passes a way all the rest of the family and who knows who else comes out of the wood works looking for their cut of the deal. Well I have had a friend tell his friends and there friends tell there friends and so on and so forth that I don't play anymore Well today I was confronted at work about leaving the game, some people were in shock and asked how could I do such a thing. I have defiled the world and filled it full of sacrilege. DUDE----- GET A LIFE. Also there are people that have approached me wanting me to sell my account to them so they could have all my characters gold for them. Again DUDE GET A LIFE and get a job, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watched this guy talk to me and just about offer everything from several dollars to his first born I could see the desperation in his eyes and his body language. Wow talk about some one that needed a quick fix. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but Nigtou is not for sale. Nigtou is going to be put to rest, I worked long and hard to get all that stuff and I think he is done and he is taking it all with him to the virtual grave . 4,804 gold, 2 epic mounts (a horse and a ram) a flying griffin, (so you can fly all over the place . All the incredible pvp battle armor and High powered swords (not to mention the awesome enchants on them Like Mongoose and life stealing ). Man  I would hate to be a pallbearer for him.  lol    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all those who are wanting all this, eat your hearts out folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-7595424697647270418?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/7595424697647270418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=7595424697647270418' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/7595424697647270418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/7595424697647270418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-so-it-starts.html' title='And so it starts.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-2474909568587060711</id><published>2008-08-03T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T11:36:05.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grizzly adams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJX6X4ZiTYI/AAAAAAAAABY/-MU0y28VOhs/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230361830444125570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJX6X4ZiTYI/AAAAAAAAABY/-MU0y28VOhs/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here you go my little brother.  the beareded man,   the grizzly adams  man.  lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-2474909568587060711?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/2474909568587060711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=2474909568587060711' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/2474909568587060711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/2474909568587060711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/08/grizzly-adams.html' title='Grizzly adams'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJX6X4ZiTYI/AAAAAAAAABY/-MU0y28VOhs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-2996692405429486115</id><published>2008-08-01T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T19:30:30.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of an era.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJPBEkMISZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/zPNDutLr10c/s1600-h/Nigtou+the+warror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229735876485466514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJPBEkMISZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/zPNDutLr10c/s320/Nigtou+the+warror.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what I am about to say will, for some be good news. for others shocking and for others well who knows. but I have decided to stop playing the game I have been living for the past two years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes the game is The World of Warcraft. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok ok for those of you who are shocked you can pick up your bottom jaw from the floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is something that had to be done for several reasons. 1. when some one would call or come over and ask for me the conversation would go as follows. "hey how is Gary"? "He is fine just playing the game". then it became "Hey how is Gary oh wait he is still playing the game right:? "Yup"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it would be "Hey how is Gar- oh still playing that game, oh never mind." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah that was me the game playing guy that never stuck his head out of the house because he didn't want to be bugged becaus hes trying to get to level 70 and GET HIS EPIC BIRD, SO HE CAN SLICE AND KILL THE BAD GUY AND BE THE HERO AND (whew) slow down , got a little carried away back there hee hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where I work is another hot spot for this game. Most of everyone plays it and talks about. when I travel up the isles to get to my desk I either see the games website on there computer or a bunch of people are gathered together talking about what instance they ran the night before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admire those that can find balance in real life and "fake" life. I can't do that, for some reason it has to be either or for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now how this came to be that I needed to stop was real life sucked. and this "virtual life rocked" but then the virtual life began to get dull. I mean I would come home from work, log on to the game and get sucked in and play for hours and hours but do the same thing over and over and over. Kill the bad guy, level up, earn gold and die and get your body back and do it all over again. good times good times indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well one day the server went down for maintenance and I could not play anymore for several hours. suddenly I was like a junky taken off the morphine. I put the back of my hand on my forehead and stood up and said "what ever will I do where ever will I go?" ok I was not that dramatic but I did say "what the heck". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I got up and felt my knee pop from sitting all that time. I walked out and saw Heather sitting in the swing all by herself. I went out and sat down next to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you should of seen her face. Her eyes were as big as silver dollars and she said "what the heck" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I smiled I put my arm around her and we sat there for the next several hours and talked and watched the sun go down and the enjoyed the stars. we watched the neighbors do there thing you know we were doing regular Idaho stuff ha ha . Now every evening we go out and sit in the swing. to me its been the best past time and life around the house has become much better. I know that allot of the time Heather was quite frustrated at me because all I did was play that thing. but we are much happier now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;listen to me I sound like a guy in rehab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello my name is Gary and I am from WOWA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(World of Warcraft anonymous)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO its time to take my alter ego the caped crusader, the killer of the Horde Nigtou and put him to rest. I am not sure if I will ever go back to the game, I have learned though that if I do I will learn how to manage my time better with it. but like some junkies if they go back its worse then before so I am not sure I will go back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-2996692405429486115?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/2996692405429486115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=2996692405429486115' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/2996692405429486115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/2996692405429486115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/08/end-of-era.html' title='The end of an era.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SJPBEkMISZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/zPNDutLr10c/s72-c/Nigtou+the+warror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-4528715479142282292</id><published>2008-07-26T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:00:25.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Team builder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIusVEkpn1I/AAAAAAAAABI/fVBIfdVWYBg/s1600-h/the+egg+mobile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227461270498287442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIusVEkpn1I/AAAAAAAAABI/fVBIfdVWYBg/s400/the+egg+mobile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIulPTSBiBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yMX6tSXuAWo/s1600-h/Down+inside+the+snake+river+canyon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227453474786084882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIulPTSBiBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yMX6tSXuAWo/s400/Down+inside+the+snake+river+canyon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIulPUB02jI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gCa4BKt8lyM/s1600-h/Prine+bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227453474986580530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIulPUB02jI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gCa4BKt8lyM/s400/Prine+bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIulPpMsiRI/AAAAAAAAABA/wKWOdUb5bTE/s1600-h/water+fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227453480669317394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIulPpMsiRI/AAAAAAAAABA/wKWOdUb5bTE/s400/water+fall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday at work I had the opportunity to participate in a fun time team playing team building fun and games with the guys I work with. This took place down inside the snake river canyon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was really pretty in there. we were in centennial park and had a great dinner then played some games. we even had to build a car that had an egg as passenger and we raced against another team hoping not to crash and kill the egg, a more detailed pic of the car is here. needless to say my teams car won sunny side up. lol it was pretty hot but again it was cool to be there. Here are some pictures for you to take a look at. 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Heather and I went out and sat in the swing. we had a perfect few of the stars and of course the water tower, its so pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; anyway it was quiet. and just calm and we were able to relax and listen to some Shirley Q &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;liquor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just a very calm evening and we laughed and had a great time.  you tell your mama  I axem how she durrrring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-4982823432988291028?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/4982823432988291028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=4982823432988291028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/4982823432988291028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/4982823432988291028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/07/ideal-night.html' title='Ideal night'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-2952399007107306200</id><published>2008-07-23T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:39:00.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>continued from last post</title><content type='html'>I have been ordered -errrrr  asked  to have the names of the people on the swing be told.  the one on the left is my wonderful wife  Heather (who commanded  ummmm  I mean  requested that the names be put on.  And  our friend Donna from across the steet.   we all have a great time in that swing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-2952399007107306200?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/2952399007107306200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=2952399007107306200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/2952399007107306200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/2952399007107306200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/07/continued-from-last-post.html' title='continued from last post'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-6149560728015364439</id><published>2008-07-23T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:17:43.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As Promised</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIf9UUlHnWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/OfVU_RNJJpo/s1600-h/PICT0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226424418150358370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIf9UUlHnWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/OfVU_RNJJpo/s400/PICT0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIf9AV8pfuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/15Dnbcdjee4/s1600-h/PICT0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226424074920099554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIf9AV8pfuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/15Dnbcdjee4/s400/PICT0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wrote that I would put a picture of the swing on my blog and so here it is. I know that some of you have already swinged ummm swanged? no. swunged ? no thats not it. ohhh swung in it LOL anyway I thought I would let every one see it. also im a bit of a shutter bug I love my camera and I still thank my brother for getting it for me for Christmas. here is a shot of the famed water tower, I'm sure some of you will enjoy. Every time I look at the water tower it reminds me of the time that Dad and I stood out in the front yard, it was new years day and we stood there looking at the water tower and he said " so, this is what the year 2000 looks like. gee the tower hasn't changed still looks the same " in a way he sounded disappointed there there wasn't much progress but also he was happy because there wasn't much change.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also  hope you get a kick out of the video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6d077f439d8b74dd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/6149560728015364439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=6149560728015364439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6149560728015364439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/6149560728015364439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-promised.html' title='As Promised'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIf9UUlHnWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/OfVU_RNJJpo/s72-c/PICT0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-1526589721736248803</id><published>2008-07-22T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:56:31.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>severe storms.</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note today.   we had quite the rain and even hail here in Idaho.   there was even a tornado warning.   everyone in dell was talking about it  and there was some tension because  the power flickered.  here is the link  for the news report that happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kmvt.com/news/local/25773014.html?video=YHI&amp;amp;t=a"&gt;http://www.kmvt.com/news/local/25773014.html?video=YHI&amp;amp;t=a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I sit here typing this there are those wonderful alerts that come on the TV.  you know the ones , the kind that give the 3 long beeps and then a static voice comes on and give a sever weather warning.  there are a few in the box elder area in Utah.  one has come and gone  for here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and get this to.  when it rains it pours.   the water pump on the van died.  going to get it fixed tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway  I'm tired and I'm gonna go sleep this weather off.   good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-1526589721736248803?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/1526589721736248803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=1526589721736248803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/1526589721736248803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/1526589721736248803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/07/severe-storms.html' title='severe storms.'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-4260347940167693618</id><published>2008-07-20T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T16:32:36.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looky what I found</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIPK6ao93aI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WhwERxafqdY/s1600-h/All+of+us.JPG1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225243097612279202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIPK6ao93aI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WhwERxafqdY/s400/All+of+us.JPG1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was going through some old files that I had burned to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CD&lt;/span&gt; and found old mp3's movies , funny videos documents and of course pictures. I found this picture of all of us when we were kids. Wow. please excuse the picture I tried to clean it up as best I could but here it is enjoy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-4260347940167693618?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/4260347940167693618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=4260347940167693618' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/4260347940167693618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/4260347940167693618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/07/looky-what-i-found.html' title='Looky what I found'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIPK6ao93aI/AAAAAAAAAAY/WhwERxafqdY/s72-c/All+of+us.JPG1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4772071429457562525.post-7213309222188195830</id><published>2008-07-18T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:13:32.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My own</title><content type='html'>ha ha ha ha ha ah ha ha I now have my own blog, wooot .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4772071429457562525-7213309222188195830?l=nigtou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/feeds/7213309222188195830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4772071429457562525&amp;postID=7213309222188195830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/7213309222188195830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4772071429457562525/posts/default/7213309222188195830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nigtou.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-own.html' title='My own'/><author><name>Gary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01740181476372097031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZbwKx5FxUzg/SIF4895ybSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/18d-uePnTKE/S220/l_cad76e587900bc6902ead0c03674ff5f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
