<?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-13413948</id><updated>2012-01-09T03:22:46.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the Goode Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-7055869163578082019</id><published>2012-01-09T03:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T03:22:46.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For SG</title><content type='html'>I hope you do read this.  Up at 3am with a lot on my mind.  I should type thoughts out like I used to.  Apparently it got me through some crazy times. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-7055869163578082019?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/7055869163578082019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=7055869163578082019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/7055869163578082019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/7055869163578082019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2012/01/for-sg.html' title='For SG'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-8053936126162903213</id><published>2010-09-22T14:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T15:05:52.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Seattle</title><content type='html'>I have returned from my trip in Seattle.  Unfortunately, the weather didn't mix well with me and I now have a cold.  Oh well.  &lt;br /&gt;I plan to post pics from the trip on here this weekend! So make sure to check back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather wise...&lt;br /&gt;Watching the tropics carefully the next several days.  LISA will be a non-issue for us, but 95 L (Matthew) could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n21oxgVndI/TJpTXUab7bI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XaWuOg8C5x4/s1600/matthew.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n21oxgVndI/TJpTXUab7bI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XaWuOg8C5x4/s400/matthew.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519815953377652146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The models do take it west in the coming days then stall it.  That stall is going to put "Matthew" in a spot where it could develop further then head more north in time.  This would put it into the Gulf of Mexico in about 10 days.  Still time to watch how this plays out but those in the Gulf/Caribbean need to watch this carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and btw, FALL begins tonight at 11:09 pm edt :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-8053936126162903213?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/8053936126162903213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=8053936126162903213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/8053936126162903213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/8053936126162903213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-from-seattle.html' title='Back from Seattle'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5n21oxgVndI/TJpTXUab7bI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XaWuOg8C5x4/s72-c/matthew.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-2251314286556507154</id><published>2009-07-18T06:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T06:54:51.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm</title><content type='html'>does anyone still look at this :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-2251314286556507154?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/2251314286556507154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=2251314286556507154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/2251314286556507154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/2251314286556507154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2009/07/ummm.html' title='Ummm'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-115104961864482238</id><published>2006-06-23T03:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T04:00:18.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>I have not updated this in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I won't yet. :)&lt;br /&gt;I turn 29 in about 24 hrs...so I will post my bday report like last year.&lt;br /&gt;LOTS to type about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will see you then :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-115104961864482238?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/115104961864482238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=115104961864482238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/115104961864482238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/115104961864482238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2006/06/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-114599901259173818</id><published>2006-04-25T16:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T17:03:32.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year in Charleston</title><content type='html'>This week makes my first anniversary of living in Charleston.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, what a year it has been. I came down here with a clean slate and had to meet all new friends.  Some are still around today, some only lasted a few weeks.  Regardless, the past year has taught me some lessons that I wasn't aware I still needed to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/bridge.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still at a crossroad with my future. I have a chance to return to Kentucky...or stay here.  At this point, it is not my decision to make...but that may change anyday now.  And when it is my decision to make, I have to trust it is/was the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you posted on that.&lt;br /&gt;Until then, here are some random pics I haven't had a chance to post yet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/the%20boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/the%20boys.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath, Clary and Goose at PLAY in Nashville :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/chrisshave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/chrisshave.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know what you will get when you knock on Chris' door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/neighbors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/neighbors.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and Laura from next door. They rock! They own a bichon frise like NEMO too...her name is Sassy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/nemosassy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/nemosassy2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nemo and Sassy playing our front yard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/nemopassedout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/nemopassedout.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nemo passed out in my bed...lazy ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/nemobeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/nemobeach.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nemo at his FIRST visit to the beach...TODAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-114599901259173818?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/114599901259173818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=114599901259173818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114599901259173818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114599901259173818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2006/04/1-year-in-charleston_25.html' title='1 year in Charleston'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-114484349636195902</id><published>2006-04-12T08:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T08:04:56.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh boy</title><content type='html'>Got some BIG decisions to make.&lt;br /&gt;Once again...i am finding myself at a fork in the road in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time the stakes get higher...and this time, they are challenging me more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post more once "I" know what in the hell is going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-114484349636195902?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/114484349636195902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=114484349636195902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114484349636195902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114484349636195902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-boy.html' title='Oh boy'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-114372384341838519</id><published>2006-03-30T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T08:04:03.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>Closing in now on about 21 Days until our trip to Nashville and Louisville!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going pretty good.  I have been sick (yet again) lately.  I think I am allergic to South Carolina.  Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is work.  Still alot that needs to be done on that side of my life.  I am working on options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goose and I are doing great.  He is such a good guy and affectionate.  Which is really nice when you are having a rough day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-114372384341838519?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/114372384341838519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=114372384341838519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114372384341838519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114372384341838519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2006/03/countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-114261609994542707</id><published>2006-03-17T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T12:21:39.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/megoose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/400/megoose.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time since Drew, I have a boyfriend.  Kinda weird saying that, but I really like him.  Goose (josh) is just an amazing guy.  He is so sweet...country .... polite.... and loves to smile.  Nemo gets alittle jealous of him at times, but he still moves for Goose to lay down next to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may be heading to KY soon...so all my friends back home, you may get to meet him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-114261609994542707?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/114261609994542707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=114261609994542707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114261609994542707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114261609994542707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2006/03/boyfriend.html' title='Boyfriend'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-114222965457074510</id><published>2006-03-13T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T01:00:54.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>....my boy :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/goose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/goose.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started talking to Goose in February...and it has been nonstop since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I had given up on this aspect of my life, he appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a great guy...country accent..smart..good values... and loves to smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-114222965457074510?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/114222965457074510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=114222965457074510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114222965457074510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114222965457074510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-boy.html' title='....my boy :)'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-114112251372838350</id><published>2006-02-28T05:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T05:28:33.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P.</title><content type='html'>Joseph "Mike" Reed      &lt;br /&gt;BARDSTOWN REED, JOSEPH "MIKE", 60, died Sunday, February 26, 2006. Funeral: 10:30 a.m. Thursday at Basilica of St. Joseph Proto-Cathedral. Visitation: 11 a.m. - 9 p.m. Wednesday at Barlow Funeral Home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-114112251372838350?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/114112251372838350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=114112251372838350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114112251372838350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114112251372838350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2006/02/rip.html' title='R.I.P.'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-114109802743101450</id><published>2006-02-27T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:40:27.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And Death Enters the Picture...</title><content type='html'>Just found out tonight...my stepdad of most of my life, has died.&lt;br /&gt;Mike was 60....no idea how he died yet.  But what hurts...is I had to call my mom tonight and tell her.  All I heard was the phone drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and mom got married in 1987.  He was a good guy. Nice to mom...nice to me and my brother.  By the late 90s tho, him and my mom fought alot.  So divorce happened in 2000.  I haven't seen him since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just am realizing that I am entering the phase of my life night where death is about to really become common around me and my family.  I don't handle it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure yet if I am flying to KY yet or not, to my friends there...I will let u know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-114109802743101450?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/114109802743101450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=114109802743101450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114109802743101450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114109802743101450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2006/02/and-death-enters-picture.html' title='And Death Enters the Picture...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-114105247683516709</id><published>2006-02-27T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T10:17:13.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh boy...</title><content type='html'>A new pic...finally :) This was taken in my new house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/menew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/menew.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;Well. A year ago I was stressed out ---wondering what I would do next in life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later. I am in the same boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several issues right now I'm dealing with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, jobs.  My chief is leaving...and my station hasn't even bothered to talk to me about this.  Even though I have applied, I am being ignored while other candidates are brought in.  Talk about a slap in the face.  But its all politics in this biz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, my former station is trying to get me to come back.  They are a smaller market, but WAY more advanced than my current station. Makes sense huH? ha.  So I am tempted to do that. This would mean a mass move back to KY, lease issues here, roommate issues here, contract issues here, moving costs issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have no idea what I will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second...is social life.&lt;br /&gt;I have been on a couple dates, but I am still single. It seems like most that I meet, become good friends. Is that bad? Well no.  But why is it that I struggle to see the romance in someone.  I fear that I still have a wall around me.  This is the longest in my gay life to be honest...that I have been single.  Doesn't really bother me...I guess I just am more grownup now about what I want.  If you don't meet it...you will not hear me say the 3 magic words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do plan to go to KY regardless in April for Thunder over Louisville. My friends are coming with me.  We plan to stop in Nashville first and party there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in June a crew of us are heading to FLORIDA!!! To go to gay days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted 2006 to be a different year. I wanted it to be full of adventure and life.  It has gotten off to a stressful start...but I have faith that as summer approaches. that will all change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some recent pics of friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First here is Nemo passed out in the floor hugging his toy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/nemopass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/nemopass.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is little Chris "Shitite".  This is at Poe's. He was shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/lilchris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/lilchris.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Clary. The day we were moving into my new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/clarysleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/clarysleep.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roomie trying on his helmet for our bikes we are going to get :) Doesn't he look like that.."special" boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/chirishelmet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/chirishelmet.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it "special" girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/chris%20dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/chris%20dress.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-114105247683516709?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/114105247683516709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=114105247683516709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114105247683516709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/114105247683516709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-boy.html' title='Oh boy...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-113794683618769548</id><published>2006-01-22T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T11:20:36.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow...been awhile</title><content type='html'>So ya, I haven't been the greatest at posting.  I am on myspace more than I am on this thing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However...several things have going on lately so its been hard to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, I am in my new place now in Mt. Pleasant. Love it ;)  Nemo does too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris moved down here this weekend and has already started work.  We sat up last night eating eggs and decorating.  How gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things at work have really changed.  I can't say anything more than that right now as i have to get some things confirmed...but expect me to make a big announcement of some sort (good or bad) by mid feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris, Clary, Steve and I are all set to head to GAY DAYS in orlando this june!  YAY!  I cannot wait.  I need a vacation so damn bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all is well with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post again soon with pics.  Yes Chris, I may even have to show ur ass crack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-113794683618769548?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/113794683618769548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=113794683618769548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113794683618769548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113794683618769548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2006/01/wowbeen-awhile.html' title='Wow...been awhile'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-113564715188231859</id><published>2005-12-26T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T20:32:31.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Signing Off...For Now..</title><content type='html'>Internet is being shut down at home for about a month as I get some things sorted out with work..surgery..and packing up to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will return later in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can catch me on yahoo when im at work.&lt;br /&gt;goodeboy23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta ta for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-113564715188231859?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/113564715188231859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=113564715188231859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113564715188231859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113564715188231859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/12/signing-offfor-now.html' title='Signing Off...For Now..'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-113545302316168646</id><published>2005-12-24T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T14:37:03.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A First</title><content type='html'>Well..this will be a first for me in my life.  Spending Christmas alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have Nemo :) I plan to bake cookies for him tonight...light a fire...and just chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone.&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-113545302316168646?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/113545302316168646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=113545302316168646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113545302316168646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113545302316168646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/12/first.html' title='A First'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-113436846877407981</id><published>2005-12-12T01:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T01:21:08.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Brother.</title><content type='html'>Well I haven't been feeling too good lately.  So that has consumed most of my time.  I swear my body hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N E Way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris came down to celebrate his bday. Thursday night was SO much fun. Too many shots ...but fun!!  Clary came with us too.  This is us the next morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/boys.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to hang out with them the rest of the weekend...thanks again to being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is soon to be Nemo's playmate. Miss Bianca!!  She's a rat.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/binky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/binky.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to get to move in with Chris. He is one of my closest friends...and couldn't come at a better time in my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we will have our place picked out anyday now. Ill post pics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-113436846877407981?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/113436846877407981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=113436846877407981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113436846877407981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113436846877407981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-brother.html' title='Oh Brother.'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-113406290084337325</id><published>2005-12-08T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T12:28:20.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thought to Ponder....</title><content type='html'>My friend Steve wrote the following journal entry.  I think if you are gay out there and wonder about religion...or perhaps you are straight and don't understand how "we" really fell...this will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very well written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Its been a little over two years since I finally accepted that I was gay. I had known for quite awhile prior to my senior year in high school, but I never acted on it or embraced it until then. I had always felt that ‘there was no way that I’d turn out that way,’ or that since there was only a 1/10 chance (supposedly) for someone to be gay. I’ve always considered myself lucky, and in a way I am. I had a 90 hance to be a ‘normal’ heterosexual, but fate (and genetics) had another say in that matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I finally accepted that I was gay, my life changed. I realized that I may have some difficulty living my life fully, I realized that I would face discrimination, ignorance, and would be treated differently as an American in our country’s legal system. Change is on its way, but these reforms are long overdue. However, I understood the risks and benefits, and opted to go forward and become who I was meant to be. Being true to oneself is its own reward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I entered this new stage in my life I came to realize what it is like to be victimized, vilified, and misrepresented by our leaders and by those in the media. I find the use of religion as a weapon to be a travesty, there is no reason for these condemnations. The current Pope even gave justification for attacks on homosexuals due to how horrible and depraved we are. Last time I checked it was not the gays who were molesting young boys. Growing up I went to Catholic elementary schools, for the education as opposed to the religious aspect - public schools are not as effective in preparing students for high school as they should be. I began to question the idea of heaven and hell, the need to constantly consider oneself to be a sinner, as well as to fear our creator. I also questioned the sincerity of the established Churches, seeing how they grew both in size and opulence while the faithful did without (take the mega-churches used by televangelists for example). I thought poverty was godly, and while churches in general do donate to the needy and aid the community, a great deal of money is spent in equipping the ministers in Rolex watches and expensive suits. Is not the Church supposed to unite the community in love and fellowship? Why then is it being used to divide homes and condemn those who they perceive to be different? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that as man is not perfect, neither is its institution to represent the divine. I believe the Bible is a collection of stories passed down by people to try and justify their place in the world, as well as provide lessons for future generations. On a side note, Christianity evolved from Judaism, Zoroastrianism, and Mithraism. If you don’t believe me, study the histories. I am not wracked by guilt over this realization, and I know that we each are loved by our god (or gods, whatever one prefers). I know in my heart that I am not perverted or evil, and I have no fear of death. If that weren’t so then there are several times when I could have died, but I haven’t (try drowning in Hanauma Bay). It seems that I have a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that what I am trying to say is that there is nothing wrong with being gay, it is natural (yes there are gay animals -- there are two female swans in NY city that have paired up, among others). In our hearts we know that we are just as good as anyone else, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. We have nothing to be ashamed of or sorry for. Be who you were meant to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-113406290084337325?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/113406290084337325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=113406290084337325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113406290084337325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113406290084337325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/12/thought-to-ponder.html' title='A Thought to Ponder....'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-113353298326111984</id><published>2005-12-02T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T09:21:35.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Well...I made it back in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man...what a long week it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday (day before thanksgiving)&lt;br /&gt;I worked until about 3...got packed...headed out. Then work called me back in b/c of a problem with my story that was due to air at 6. So had to turn BACK around and head to work.  Finally got on the road by 530...and fought heavy traffic until about the SC/NC border.  The drive overnight wasn't too bad really.  No weather probs. I got to mom's by 3am.  Ate a BBQ chicken sandwhich and off to bed I went :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;The fam all started showing up near 1 or 2pm.  My aunt Sandra came by. LOVE HER! She is 70 and loves to party. Definately the rebel in my family.  Thank god she was around.  So we just ate the typical meal...then just chilled with my bro and his family in the evening and then crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Woke up near midday to begin our shopping day (me and mom).  However, it was 8 degrees outside. So cold in fact my car wouldn't start. It is the coldest weather that car has ever seen...she is only 8 mos old!  But eventually it started and we headed out to the malls.  Overall wasn't too bad.  Mom and I avoided some heated conversation as I think we both were too tired to discuss it.  Drew came over in the evening to pick up his stuff.  Nemo recogized him right off which I thought was sweet. It was good seeing him..he looked good.  Wasn't too odd...yet a year ago we were celebrating this holiday time together.  But we are still in each other's lives which is something to certainly be thankful for.  Later that night though....I started to feel alittle sick..hence Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with sore throat...sinus headache. I thought...uh oh.  It's been awhile since I've had that.  But I went to Dad's anyway. Got to see my cousins and and stuff. But the longer I was there, the sicker I became.  But again, I tried to smile.  That evening I was supposed to go out to the bar...and I told myself that I really need to do that. So i sucked it up and went out. Met Valerie out there.  Was wild to see my "home" after so long. They remodeled it..looked really good.  Got to see some familar faces.  Val showed up and we watched the drag show which was REALLY good. They made some nice changes to it.  The bar was open til 6...but Val left at 4.  I stayed and danced by myself. I loved it. Just me...the lights...the music ...and all with my eyes closed.  I really needed that "queer as folk" moment.  I don't think I have danced that long in quite some time.  I then left to go stay at my friend Michael/Keiths for the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/michaelkeith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/michaelkeith.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I passed out in their spare room. Only to wake up feeling im going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy. This was a rough day. I thought my head was going to explode from the sinus pressure...that with a fever and wanting to throw up was just a horrible feeling. So i got in my car and went home.  Took some meds and went to bed.  And ...bed is where I stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;Doped up.  But I got the chance to just watch tv shows I haven't seen in a while. I watched the news...price is right...then days of our lives..then passions..then dr. phil...then ellen...then news...then prime time shows...then leno/letterman...then conan...then caron daily (wow he has lost weight) then reruns of leno/conan. LOL.  And didn't move from the bed.  However, it was during the evening that I had a huge scare.  Mom came in out of breath and told me to watch the dogs. I was like ???  She said that my brother had just been in a bad car accident was taken to the hospital.  He apparently swurved to miss a car that pulled out in front of him and he flipped his truck over several times.  He came to rest upside down and they had to cut him out of his truck and then rush him to the hospital.  Thankfully, he is okay now. No major injuries...just shaken up of course.  This follows just months eariler when his wife had a horrible accident..and them having their house broken into. Sigh. Its the GOODE curse I am telling ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Doped up.  Same shows...nothing new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Doped up, but decided to head to Bowling Green anyway. I figured getting out would help.  So I drove down to see my bud Josh and meet his new bf Ryan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/joshryan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/joshryan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to WBKO to see my old crew. Oh how I miss them so.  We hung out at puertos (mexican) and laughed about old times and talked about the biz and stuff. It was fun. Gene Birk and I had some good talks.  I got to see my old roomie Addie too!  Then I crashed at Josh's.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Woke up...hit the road near 1pm....and dealt with a windy and cold drive back. Got home near 10pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;So here I am now. Still kinda sick. But I have a huge list of shit I have to do.  Sigh.  But I do have some excitment. My best gay Chris and I are going to be roomies!! He is going to move down here from Greenville so we plan to get a place together in the next few weeks. So once again...I AM MOVING. Shew. I need to hire movers this time :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as mom and I. Well, I think it will be an issue of us avoiding the drama for now.  It will come back up once I do have someone signficant in my life I do want to share with my family.  So I will cross that road...if and when it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now...I need more meds.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-113353298326111984?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/113353298326111984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=113353298326111984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113353298326111984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113353298326111984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-113204369567905159</id><published>2005-11-15T03:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T03:34:55.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom</title><content type='html'>Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;I so wanted to post about my friends and show pictures, but after a phone conversation with mom last night, I decided to hold off for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called mom like I normally would over a weekend.  She seemed fine. However the conversation switched to if I would be bringing anyone home for the holidays. I told her no..just me. She said "good, I do not want any gayness in my home".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just confused at that point. She told me that she was over me having my boyfriends over (I have only had one over there during holidays) and that it isn't right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her it isn't right that she can have Tina or Bill there since they are not family...just the family's significant others. She said "That's different...they are heterosexual".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that point my temper was flaring. She was like "look Brian...I love you and will always love you, but I cannot accept what you are.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her that she is taking the risk that she may never see me again.  She thought I was overreacting, but I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of her telling me how I should be in life.  I am more tired of the mixed signals I get from her as it was never really an issue before but 7 yrs later after I came out it is????  Just doesn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost cancelled my trip to KY, but decided to go home and talk with her about this.  At least try to understand why she would say the things she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I discover that her decision stands...I will say good-bye to my mother...and head back to SC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the way I want it, but I have to live my life.  I can no longer live a life someone wants me live because it makes God happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-113204369567905159?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/113204369567905159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=113204369567905159' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113204369567905159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113204369567905159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/11/mom.html' title='Mom'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-113134171768520184</id><published>2005-11-07T00:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T00:35:17.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Times of Silence</title><content type='html'>Ya..I know. I haven't posted much.  Lots going on in that head of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am debating on whether I should put my posts public or not.  I will decide soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then...Thank You Thomas for your thoughts tonight.  You are a good friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-113134171768520184?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/113134171768520184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=113134171768520184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113134171768520184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113134171768520184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/11/times-of-silence.html' title='Times of Silence'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-113074571540873077</id><published>2005-10-31T02:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T03:01:55.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months...</title><content type='html'>I am now at my 6 month mark here in South Carolina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, the tests I have been put through. Those of you that know me realize this state has been anything but nice to me. However, I can't help but to wonder that I am going through all of this for a reason.  Granted I feel I have been through enough and I just want something good for once to happen, I also can't help but to feel that I am missing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that if I hang in there with life, things work out. They always do.  When I am in my grave I will miss these moments...good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alot going on at the moment that I will post about later as I have a couple of days off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now officially Halloween.  Time for me to get out my Michael Myers mask and make a few homos pee in their panties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-113074571540873077?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/113074571540873077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=113074571540873077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113074571540873077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/113074571540873077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/10/6-months.html' title='6 Months...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112982675275192093</id><published>2005-10-20T12:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T12:45:52.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>:) Heath</title><content type='html'>Wear sunscreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do one thing every day that scares you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect your elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But trust me on the sunscreen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112982675275192093?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112982675275192093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112982675275192093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112982675275192093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112982675275192093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/10/heath.html' title=':) Heath'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112976216439611527</id><published>2005-10-19T18:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T18:57:18.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Craziness...</title><content type='html'>Well been a crazy lately..as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off...&lt;br /&gt;My car got messed up after a hit/run indcident. Still working with insurance to get my FLO fixed :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/flo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/flo1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather here lately has been awesome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/downtown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/downtown.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/downtown1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/downtown1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highs well into the 80s..blue sky...and no change in leaf color. I miss fall :(  IT is so weird to feel like summer as Halloween approaches. I feel so out of wack.  But, I shouldn't complain I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see some movies lately:&lt;br /&gt;This is our Regal here...looks like a damn gay club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/regal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/regal.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLIGHTPLAN- Eh ok. Not great.&lt;br /&gt;RED EYE- Um..not so much&lt;br /&gt;ELIZABETHTOWN- Well..considering it is about my home area, loved it :)&lt;br /&gt;THE FOG-  Almost got up in the middle and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took Nemo to the park with my friend and his dog.  ANd his dog "diesel" decided that Nemo is gay...and started humping him. Over. And over. And over again.  Was embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...poor &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/nemodeisel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/nemodeisel.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nemo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dates to come home have changed.&lt;br /&gt;Now arriving Thanksgiving Day in KY...then coming back through Bowling Green/Nashville then back here by Dec 1.  Will be nice to get away for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Christmas will be...nothing less of interesting this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112976216439611527?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112976216439611527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112976216439611527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112976216439611527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112976216439611527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/10/craziness.html' title='Craziness...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112922945436251051</id><published>2005-10-13T14:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T14:50:54.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IM COMING HOME</title><content type='html'>The dates have been finalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will arrive in Louisville on  NOV 21st and leave the 29th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I unf. will be here alone for Christmas and New Years....sigh.  Tough being the low man on the tolem pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is excited. She said she needs to start cooking now.  Lord...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112922945436251051?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112922945436251051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112922945436251051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112922945436251051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112922945436251051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-coming-home.html' title='IM COMING HOME'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112905026798133301</id><published>2005-10-11T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T13:04:27.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments...</title><content type='html'>Sorry, apparently I had that option turned off. You can comment now :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Winston...punkass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112905026798133301?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112905026798133301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112905026798133301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112905026798133301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112905026798133301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/10/comments.html' title='Comments...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112896233873067703</id><published>2005-10-10T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T12:18:28.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Visitor: NATE</title><content type='html'>Nate is an old friend of mine from back home in Bowling Green, KY.  He few in just as Tropical Storm Tammy really was hammering our coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to get one dry period and I took him to the beach ....he got attacked by some sea creature in the sand that punctured his foot.  Was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out ...did some shopping then just mainly hung out with my friends at the bar. He is one of them..Thomas...awww..sucha cutie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/thomas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/thomas.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112896233873067703?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112896233873067703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112896233873067703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112896233873067703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112896233873067703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-visitor-nate.html' title='Another Visitor: NATE'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112896186207676843</id><published>2005-10-10T12:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T12:31:02.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I MADE IT!</title><content type='html'>Part of a lifelong dream came true last Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Weather Channel took a shot of me at the beach getting hit by Tropical Storm TAMMY at 5:15pm.  Granted they spelled my name on the screen as BRAIN GOODE...it still rocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you that know me well...this was one of the reasons I moved here.  I felt my chances of getting on TWC were higher here due to the hurricane issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to get on with Anderson Cooper...hmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112896186207676843?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112896186207676843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112896186207676843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112896186207676843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112896186207676843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-made-it.html' title='I MADE IT!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112843729107245985</id><published>2005-10-04T10:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T10:55:21.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fall...Always the Time of Change...</title><content type='html'>I am not sure what it is about the FALL, but things always change in my life at this time.  Sometimes good...sometimes bad.  Someone else who may read this blog at times...totally understands what I mean about the FALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been super busy lately.  I am taking classes now in GRAD school.  Sigh, I have having homework again, but it is best for what I need to do to get the ball rolling on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom turns 55 tomorrow! Wow, hard to believe. Then again...I'll be 30 in a couple years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't see much of my friends lately. But I hope to change that in the coming weeks.  Just needed a break from life here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have several pics I have kept in my phone and keep forgetting to post. So I'll do that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I was Columbia this past weekend..so I wanted post pics from Chris' party.  Goode times :)  I would post his pic, but he doesn't like pics of himself.  Whadda dork. Just kidding Chris-toper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Megan and her sister. Awwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/megan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/megan1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Nicole and Melissa. We shared meatballs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/nicolemels1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/nicolemels1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have others of Chris dancing I think, but I can't find them in my phone. Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;This is Chris' foot however as we were about to watch FLIGHT PLAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/chrisfoot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/chrisfoot1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a pic of Nemo when I took him to the park a couple weeks ago.  The dog will NOT leave my side. All this room to play with other dogs and have fun, and he stays at my feet. Spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/nemopark1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/nemopark1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are pics from Dudleys a few weeks back when we say bye to Eric.&lt;br /&gt;Eric was....feeling good to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/eircdrunk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/eircdrunk1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is David and Kevin, demonstrating drunkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/kevindavid1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/kevindavid1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, but not least, a pic of a rainbow last night when I got in from work.  It has been a long time since I have seen one that covered from one horizon to the other.  Mom used to say it was God smiling at me.  He must think I'm cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/rainbow1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/rainbow1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112843729107245985?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112843729107245985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112843729107245985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112843729107245985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112843729107245985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/10/fallalways-time-of-change.html' title='The Fall...Always the Time of Change...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112805712267068389</id><published>2005-09-30T01:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T01:12:02.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much</title><content type='html'>OMG...&lt;br /&gt;XXXXX is going to XXXXXXXX in just a few days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112805712267068389?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112805712267068389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112805712267068389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112805712267068389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112805712267068389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/09/too-much.html' title='Too Much'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112736402566063495</id><published>2005-09-22T00:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T00:40:25.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here..</title><content type='html'>I am still around.&lt;br /&gt;Just...taking time to think i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Right now..i am dealing with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Job&lt;br /&gt;-Moving to another apt?&lt;br /&gt;-Bf?&lt;br /&gt;-Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I sort it out..i'll try to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...it is worth noting that NEMO turned 1 year old yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Here is his pic the day I got him...case you missed it earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/nemo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/nemo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112736402566063495?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112736402566063495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112736402566063495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112736402566063495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112736402566063495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/09/still-here_22.html' title='Still here..'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112673785761924990</id><published>2005-09-14T18:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T18:46:32.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd Times Lately</title><content type='html'>Well...&lt;br /&gt;Ophelia did miss. But perhaps a good thing she did.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was the low pressure involved with her...or maybe just that dark cloud that won't go away over my head....but while she was at her closest to the coast, I found myself not caring about her. Or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my meds was supposed to suppress feelings like that? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...then I saw a movie that changed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exorcism of emily rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary? Yes.  Because of the special effects? Sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the first time I have seen a movie that really tries to explain how one becomes possessed over another. As far as possiblities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Emily (better know as Analiese) chose to die (this is a true story btw) in order to make sure her story was told to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I heard her story.  I can see why now that she wanted it told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what impact did it have on me?&lt;br /&gt;Well, just got me thinking more about my spiritual side of life.  Something I have explored many times, but also discount at others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris...(topher) thanks for helping me on the phone last night in talking about this...and God.  Always interesting to hear another's point of view of life's biggest wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the other Chris...(topher)....thank you. See you Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have decided to isolate myself for a bit. I hope others don't offense to it, I just need to truly think about who are my real friends in life right now.  I feel that I am too open. Time for me to put a wall up I guess you would say.  I mean, only so many times you can be shot before you realize you are not wearing a bullet proof vest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*raises glass*&lt;br /&gt;Here is to better times ahead ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112673785761924990?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112673785761924990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112673785761924990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112673785761924990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112673785761924990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/09/odd-times-lately.html' title='Odd Times Lately'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112655217162441378</id><published>2005-09-12T15:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T15:09:31.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here...</title><content type='html'>Ophelia is a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winds are gusty here right now, but looks like I will miss out on my hurricane if this track holds true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is okay, c/ after working ALL WEEKEND for hours and hours...I am over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the snow?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112655217162441378?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112655217162441378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112655217162441378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112655217162441378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112655217162441378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/09/still-here.html' title='Still here...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112634976948083801</id><published>2005-09-10T06:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T06:56:09.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Hurricane</title><content type='html'>Well, I moved here just for this reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it appears it may happen.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the offical forecast this morning from the National Weather Service:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCZ049-050-110100-&lt;br /&gt;COASTAL COLLETON-CHARLESTON-&lt;br /&gt;INCLUDING THE CITIES OF...EDISTO BEACH...CHARLESTON&lt;br /&gt;615 AM EDT SAT SEP 10 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...HIGH RISK OF RIP CURRENTS THROUGH THIS EVENING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.TODAY...PARTLY CLOUDY AND BREEZY. HIGHS IN THE UPPER 80S...EXCEPT &lt;br /&gt;MID 80S NEAR THE COAST. NORTH WINDS 15 TO 25 MPH.&lt;br /&gt;.TONIGHT...PARTLY CLOUDY. LOWS 68 TO 72. NORTH WINDS 10 TO 20&lt;br /&gt;MPH.&lt;br /&gt;.SUNDAY...PARTLY CLOUDY AND BREEZY. A 20 PERCENT CHANCE OF&lt;br /&gt;SHOWERS IN THE AFTERNOON. HIGHS IN THE MID 80S. NORTH WINDS 20 TO&lt;br /&gt;25 MPH.&lt;br /&gt;.SUNDAY NIGHT...BECOMING MOSTLY CLOUDY AND WINDY. A 40 PERCENT&lt;br /&gt;CHANCE OF RAIN. LOWS IN THE LOWER 70S. NORTH WINDS 20 TO 30 MPH.&lt;br /&gt;GUSTS UP TO 40 MPH AFTER MIDNIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;.MONDAY...RAIN LIKELY. DAMAGING WINDS POSSIBLE BY AFTERNOON. RAIN&lt;br /&gt;MAY BE HEAVY AT TIMES. HIGHS IN THE LOWER 80S. NORTH WINDS 35 TO&lt;br /&gt;45 MPH WITH GUSTS UP TO 55 MPH...INCREASING TO 50 TO 60 MPH WITH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUSTS UP TO 80 MPH&lt;/strong&gt; IN THE AFTERNOON. CHANCE OF RAIN 60 PERCENT.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY NIGHT...HURRICANE CONDITIONS&lt;/strong&gt;. RAIN MAY BE HEAVY AT TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;LOWS IN THE MID 70S.&lt;br /&gt;.TUESDAY...TROPICAL STORM CONDITIONS THROUGH EARLY AFTERNOON. RAIN&lt;br /&gt;MAY BE HEAVY AT TIMES IN THE MORNING. HIGHS IN THE LOWER 80S.&lt;br /&gt;.TUESDAY NIGHT...MOSTLY CLOUDY WITH A 40 PERCENT CHANCE OF RAIN.&lt;br /&gt;VERY WINDY WITH LOWS AROUND 70. &lt;br /&gt;.WEDNESDAY...PARTLY CLOUDY WITH A 20 PERCENT CHANCE OF RAIN. WINDY&lt;br /&gt;WITH HIGHS IN THE MID 80S. &lt;br /&gt;.WEDNESDAY NIGHT...BECOMING MOSTLY CLEAR. LOWS IN THE LOWER 70S.&lt;br /&gt;.THURSDAY...MOSTLY SUNNY. HIGHS IN THE MID 80S. &lt;br /&gt;.THURSDAY NIGHT...PARTLY CLOUDY. LOWS AROUND 70.&lt;br /&gt;.FRIDAY...PARTLY CLOUDY. HIGHS IN THE MID 80S. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this holds true, I will likely not have power or cell phone use for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do what I can to let friends/family know I am okay once things calm down.  I am supposed to report to the station tomorrow and camp out there until Tuesday night.  Not exactly the kind of camping I am used too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep watching CNN and The Weather Channel, you just may see me get blown around. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112634976948083801?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112634976948083801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112634976948083801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112634976948083801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112634976948083801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-first-hurricane.html' title='My First Hurricane'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112603681587363384</id><published>2005-09-06T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T16:00:15.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Take The Time To Read This</title><content type='html'>1. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make &lt;br /&gt;you cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, &lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your &lt;br /&gt;heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them &lt;br /&gt;knowing you can't have them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is &lt;br /&gt;falling in love with your smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the &lt;br /&gt;world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste &lt;br /&gt;their time on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the &lt;br /&gt;right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be &lt;br /&gt;grateful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to &lt;br /&gt;do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust &lt;br /&gt;next time around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try &lt;br /&gt;and know someone else and expect them to know you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them &lt;br /&gt;to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112603681587363384?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112603681587363384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112603681587363384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112603681587363384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112603681587363384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/09/please-take-time-to-read-this.html' title='Please Take The Time To Read This'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112590426714846887</id><published>2005-09-05T03:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T03:11:07.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY !!!!!</title><content type='html'>A gay movie is being made with hot mainstream actors.&lt;br /&gt;Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenhaal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like it is told in a good way for straight America to view it.  Check it out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://aypwip.com/bbm.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112590426714846887?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112590426714846887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112590426714846887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112590426714846887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112590426714846887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/09/finally.html' title='FINALLY !!!!!'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112551687692587271</id><published>2005-08-31T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T15:34:36.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Vacation</title><content type='html'>Just got a haircut...went to the pool for a bit.  Now about to clean the place up and prepare for the return to work. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are a couple of random pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Me and Aja that Chris took while at waterfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/briaja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/briaja.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Nemo from a few moments ago...he just woke up from a nap on my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/nemo830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/nemo830.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112551687692587271?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112551687692587271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112551687692587271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112551687692587271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112551687692587271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/08/last-day-of-vacation.html' title='Last Day of Vacation'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112540660191396335</id><published>2005-08-30T08:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T09:02:17.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlanta</title><content type='html'>Some of my favorite buildings.  Though I didn't get to see the King/Queen building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/atlanta1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/atlanta1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/atlanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/atlanta.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after all my visitors...I decided to "visit" friends in Atlanta and get out of town for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My adventure started on Saturday when I had to go get inside of a hurricane simulator at an expo here in town.  Was Crazy!  I had to wear goggles and ear phones and just hold on tight to a rope that was attached to a hovercraft.  Winds were clocked at near 120mph at me.  I cannot begin to explain what that feels like.  I can't imagine what those felt in Katrina's path after feeling what I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a parking ticket for an expired meter and a headache from the dehydration of the high wind.  Great day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped off Nemo at my friend Emily's then headed back to pack really quick when I found the alligator out again.  I tried to get closer but I couldn't get closer b/c the apt complex folks were keeping people away but he was about 6ft long from head to tail.  He was laying in front of our gate when I came back in.  I honked. He didn't seem to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/gator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/gator.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I packed up...and headed west to Hotlanta.&lt;br /&gt;Took me about 4-4.5 hrs to get there. Not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to Marc/Jody/Alvins place near 10pm.  Nice house :) Very cool decorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed out to Blakes, then to Oscars, then to Burkhardts (spelling?), and then to SWINGING RICHARDS :) Hee haw!  My gawd.  Now THAT is something everyone should experience at least once. :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is Marc, Alvin and Jody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/theboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/theboys.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat at an all night cafe then to bed I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we had brunch at Einsteins and found myself having a beer at 2pm in the afternoon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came IKEA!! (insert God music here).&lt;br /&gt;I can never get tired of that place. I love it  I love it I love it (Molly Shannon voice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to Little 5...cool area.  &lt;br /&gt;Then met up with David at Blakes for a few drinks. Was good to see him, it had been awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to bed I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Marc at I ate at Bahama Breeze while Jody and Alvin had to return to work.  I tell ya, then have the cutest dogs!! I should have took pics, but camera died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit the road just as Katrina was moving in. Drove through 2 counties that had tornado warnings in effect.  Ugh, was a rough hour or so trying to get east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/stormy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/stormy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got home near 9pm...picked up nemo.  Put him in bed with me and we snoozed away. HE is still laying next to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have 2 days to still chill and relax before work begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a crazy week or so.  But a well needed one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112540660191396335?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112540660191396335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112540660191396335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112540660191396335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112540660191396335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/08/atlanta.html' title='Atlanta'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112540582757145468</id><published>2005-08-30T08:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T14:11:56.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Visitor: Christopher</title><content type='html'>Ahhh Chris...my best gay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/bestgay1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/bestgay1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was soooo good to finally get to hang with him and party it up around town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to California Dreaming Thursday night...then to Patricks.  He was supposed to sing....yet he didn't. Whadda wuss. But we got to swim in the pool. Then the hot tub...then the pool...then the hot tub :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we went to downtown.  His friend Aja joined us.  Isn't she adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/chrisaja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/chrisaja.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we went out to dance...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh yes... Don't cha....Only the Lonely were out, and only they know How Many Licks It Takes To Get To The Middle of It.  Below is Whitt and Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/chriswhitt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/chriswhitt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what he is doing here.  Just use your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/bestgay2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/bestgay2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack came by after the club and passed out in my bed.  He will kill me later for this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/zackpassed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/zackpassed.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris come back soon!!!! You're a good friend and glad I met ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112540582757145468?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112540582757145468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112540582757145468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112540582757145468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112540582757145468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/08/third-visitor-christopher.html' title='Third Visitor: Christopher'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112497323682078583</id><published>2005-08-25T08:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T08:49:26.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Visitor (s): Dale and Courtney</title><content type='html'>Well, I just dropped the kids at the airport. Of course, Dale left his cell here so I have to overnight it back to him now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their adventure however started off just as rough. They missed their Monday night flight out of Nashville, so they had to catch the early AM flight on Tuesday and arrived here just before noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once they did, Court had to hurry and get ready to she could meet my boss at the station.  That went pretty well I guess, but we decided we wanted to head downtown to do some shopping and eat lunch.  However, Court needed a place to change.  What was close? Well...Harris Teeter grocery of course :)  So Court walks in with her luggage and all going down the frozen food aisle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/harristeetercourt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/harristeetercourt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to eat a La Hacienda.  Dale and I ate there when he helped me move here, so was fitting for us to go back again.  Mmmmmm margaritas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/mecourt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/mecourt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was shopping on King Street. Man I love that place.  It started to rain big time, so we went inside Sharper Image to play around. Court and I found the massage chairs.  In this pic, you can't tell, but her boobies are shaking like crazy on the vibration mode :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/vibratincourt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/vibratincourt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back to nap for a bit. Ended up showing them the first two episodes of Queer as Folk.  Man, if any of you could have been a fly on the wall...lemme tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did go out to Wild Wings that night, again...more heavy rain.  After the soggy day/night, we decided to just go home.  So we did, and passed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Court got a nice wake up call from me the next morning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/morningcourt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/morningcourt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to hit up the beach.&lt;br /&gt;Saw dolphins as soon as we got there, I just had a hard time catching them on my camera as they came out of the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/dolphin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/dolphin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dale helped me look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/dalebeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/dalebeach.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Court wanted too, but would rather bake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/binkni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/binkni.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Court then had an appointment at *another place* and then we headed off to Town Centre to do more shopping. And what happened? Yup, more heavy rain. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shopped for a lil bit then came back to get ready to go to California Dreaming.  Had a great meal, and all 3 of us got buzzed and could not stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to Music Farm, a place the plays live bands.  Mostly metal.  I thought Dale would like that, but he said they sucked. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to just take them to the homo bar at Dudleys :)&lt;br /&gt;Dale had his first beer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hated it...and threw it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Court made friends REALLY quick.  She clicked with my bud Matt there at the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/mattcourt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/mattcourt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya Court, don't forget "Buckjuice" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At anyrate, the night ended well with all 3 of us tired. I don't even remember getting into bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am in it now, so I am going back to sleep.  My next visitor arrives here in just a few hours. Sigh...craziness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112497323682078583?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112497323682078583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112497323682078583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112497323682078583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112497323682078583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/08/second-visitor-s-dale-and-courtney.html' title='Second Visitor (s): Dale and Courtney'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112473174806125578</id><published>2005-08-22T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T13:36:01.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Visitor: Heath</title><content type='html'>Ahhh yes Heath. He and I have been best friends for almost 10 years now.  We first met in the fall of 96 when he came down into Studio 2 inquire about our student newscast.  Our gf's knew of each other....which is funny now.  But we have been THROUGH IT over the years.  Lots of fun, saddness, and seriousness.  But through it all, we have been nothing but the greatest of friends.  Which I am lucky to have that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/moment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/moment.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Heath at Dudleys after the "call")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath arrived Saturday night. We sat at the apt for while, then he went with me to work for my last show until sept (quiet whoo hoo, inserted here).  Then we hit up Pantheon.  Good times. Danced alot, drank alot.  Heath was so cute, had this cowboy hat on.   I WISH I took a pic, but forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night late, Heath and I went "shopping".  Good times :)  "What are we gonna do?"  HAHA CRAZY I tell ya, just CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we got up...talked alot (which we do well), then headed to the beach. Damn, I dunno why when I have friends in town we see the hottest guys, but damn.  Water was VERY warm...felt almost hot actually.  Insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to downtown..showed him around a bit, then ate at California Dreaming.  GREAT FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally met up with the kids at Dudleys for a few drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/another%20moment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/another%20moment.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Still at Dudleys...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/corn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/corn.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Corn? Peas? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was the final moments of his visit that I realized is why were are such close friends.  Whenever one, or both, of us is going through a rough time, usually the other doesn't even have to say a word.  Just hold each other.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath, thank you so much for showing me that taping.  You are an amazing guy with an amazing heart.  You deserve the same...anything less ...you will be cheating yourself.  I love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is on the road now as I type back to Pittsburgh.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Heath's visit has drawn to a close, but the next one is about to begin with Dale and Courtney arrives in a few hours or so.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112473174806125578?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112473174806125578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112473174806125578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112473174806125578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112473174806125578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-visitor-heath.html' title='First Visitor: Heath'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112454856283984916</id><published>2005-08-20T10:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T10:37:18.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Times Ahead</title><content type='html'>No recent posts as I am sure I will have PLENTY to write about over the next 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vacation time starts tomorrow and I won't return to work until early September.  THANK GOD!  And I have several friends coming into town on various days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try and buy me a digital cam today so you guys can see better quality than my camera phone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will send updates along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta ta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112454856283984916?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112454856283984916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112454856283984916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112454856283984916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112454856283984916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/08/crazy-times-ahead.html' title='Crazy Times Ahead'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112396032723956983</id><published>2005-08-13T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T15:12:07.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...some Goode news</title><content type='html'>All clear.&lt;br /&gt;No worries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112396032723956983?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112396032723956983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112396032723956983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112396032723956983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112396032723956983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/08/finallysome-goode-news.html' title='Finally...some Goode news'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112360321268901495</id><published>2005-08-09T11:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T12:00:12.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Speeding??  DAMMIT</title><content type='html'>Yes yes, it finally happened. I got pulled over last night for speeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where? ON THE NEW DAMN BRIDGE out of all places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PJ and I were heading to REDS and we were coming down the off ramp.  Speed limit on the bridge is 55...ramp 40.  You know how you see those signs that say "RAMP 40mph" or something. But no one really pays attn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I saw the blue lights. Pulled over.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the cop was CUTE!  That made me nervous.  So I am sure I acted drunk even though all I had in my body was a diet coke from Arbys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he said he clocked me at 60 on the ramp.  Took my info.&lt;br /&gt;Came back, said that he was going to do me a favor and knock it down to 50 in a 40.  Which is about 80 bucks. I don't have to go to court or anything, but I have that option if I want to fight it. So I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and got a beer after that. Needed one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112360321268901495?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112360321268901495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112360321268901495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112360321268901495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112360321268901495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/08/speeding-dammit.html' title='Speeding??  DAMMIT'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112334631269702817</id><published>2005-08-06T12:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T12:46:44.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy 3 Days</title><content type='html'>Let's see...where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had talked to this guy online...Lamont. He is orinally from Brazil and now lives in Atlanta.  He was coming to Charleston to stay a few days for work.  I offered to take him around town his first night to show him Dudleys.  I could tell he seemed nervous about that, but I remembered what it was like to not know where to go in this town.  And NO I wasn't trying to "pick him up" you pervs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo...&lt;br /&gt;So I took him out Wednesday night. OMG his accent is so funny.  "Oh my goodness" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun...drank ..watched homos sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw anotehr friend of mine..Todd from NYC that as coming into town too.  So we all 3 just stood around and talked.  Ended up meeting Ronnie, a boy that makes me laugh so hard I think I pee'd in other peoples pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday...we went out again. This time to Patricks.  Zack was out too.  Todd got up on stage and sang "I'll Be".  GREAT VOICE...no wonder he is an actor.  I got Todd a beer though he didnt want to drink.  I took this pic shorter after of Lamont and Todd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/lamonttodd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/lamonttodd1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Friday...ugh.&lt;br /&gt;I ended up working 2nd shift...had dinner with Emily/Zack and his niece that lasted like 3hrs.  Picked up Lamont...took him to work with me so I could do the 11pm news and we could hit the club by 12 b/c Ronnie was doing drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got there..ran into everyone.  Lamont really liked the strippers on the bar.  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Todd again...hung out with him. He ended up getting hit on by some chick that decided to feed him cherries at the bar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/todd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/todd1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then the bar closed and we were all standing outside.  Everyone was planning their hookups of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got invited to an afterhours party.  So we walked to it since it was just a couple blocks away.&lt;br /&gt;Patrick, who hosted it, had girls with him from work.  This is them drunk on the couch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/ladies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/ladies1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Todd jumped his drunk ass in the middle of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/1600/kids1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6781/1177/320/kids1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I eventually got Lamont back to his hotel. But not after several phone calls from drunk friends of me having to drive to go get them and get them to a safe place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. So here I am.  AND MY ASS IS STAYING IN TONIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112334631269702817?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112334631269702817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112334631269702817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112334631269702817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112334631269702817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/08/crazy-3-days.html' title='Crazy 3 Days'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112291392012964732</id><published>2005-08-01T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T12:32:00.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a July...</title><content type='html'>So much to type...so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the big focus as of late is my health.  I have several things lingering over my head right now.  I won't go into details just yet as I need more answers to some pretty significant questions.  And no its nothing like HIV, I am negative as of today in that category.  I will explain soon enuf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work 3 weeks straight ...so I haven't had time to really sit down and get things sorted out.  I am working on that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things at the station are really crazy.  We have lost several people...morale is low...and walking into that building is a struggle right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was diagnosed as "clincally depressed" last week when getting on this blood pressure stuff checked out.  Me? Depressed? HA!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so what if I am depressed. Why am I?  &lt;br /&gt;At least that is the question I asked myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;I am in the career I have always wanted- good thing&lt;br /&gt;I am alive- very good thing&lt;br /&gt;I have a puppy- an adorabley good thing&lt;br /&gt;I am in a great city- a socially good thing&lt;br /&gt;I am making friends- definately a good thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am single-  could be a good/bad thing&lt;br /&gt;I am alone-  a bad thing&lt;br /&gt;I am having bad luck at dating- a bad thing&lt;br /&gt;I hate my station- a uncomfortable bad thing&lt;br /&gt;I miss my family- good thing I do, bad that feel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is weird. I had always thought Drew and I would be the long lasting couple that would make it through anything.  Those of you that have been my friends for awhile I am sure thought the same.  I had such bad luck in a sense prior to Drew. I always has school to worry about..and my career...and just had a hard time finding a click.  Then I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Drew is going to read this and think oh lord...what is that boy thinking now. But it is tough sometimes to lay here in bed...and watch Roseanne...and know that he would be laying next to me.  More than likely eating cheesesticks or chicken rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't get me wrong, I am happy that Drew and JJ are together. I love both of them dearly.  I guess I just wanted Drew to know that I did appreciate our 3 years.  They were special...and I may not find anything close to that again...maybe I will. But it was my first real LTR that has had a huge impact on my life.  That I will not forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried to date here so far as well. Not much luck.  "N" has alot to sort through right now...and is becoming someone I do care about alot.  "K" well...I think he does like me. But not in the same way as I felt for him. He too has alot to deal with, but I have come to terms with that and no longer wish to hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most here just want sex. That's it.  Granted that is fun, it is also very much depressing.  I am in a romantic city...one of the most in the country.  Where is the romance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I guess I do know what I am depressed about at times.  But I don't think I need to be on medicine for it.  I know what's wrong. I just can't fix it.  I wish I had that power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to take off the end of August. I need it right now to just chill and think and have fun as well.  I am about to enter the time of the year that I am most mentally upset...and bad things happen EVERY fall.  I have to do what I can to prevent that this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I just reread all of this. I hope I am not making you depressed while reading it.  I need to find more cheery things to talk about.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112291392012964732?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112291392012964732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112291392012964732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112291392012964732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112291392012964732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-july.html' title='What a July...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112230911796630540</id><published>2005-07-25T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T12:31:57.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Delay</title><content type='html'>For the moment...I am holding off on a new post.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this does mean the next one will be long. Sigh.  Just need to take in what has happened the past couple of weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112230911796630540?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112230911796630540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112230911796630540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112230911796630540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112230911796630540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/07/delay.html' title='The Delay'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112191585387369589</id><published>2005-07-20T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T23:17:33.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Day is it?</title><content type='html'>I am mentally and physically exhausted lately.  This shift is killing me.  But I think what is making it worse is the fact that I am slipping.  Slipping into something that I had feared would happen.  Thanks Bob for the advice...I think it is time.  I will make the jump as soon as I can get away from work.  More to come ...once I "see the light".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112191585387369589?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112191585387369589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112191585387369589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112191585387369589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112191585387369589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-day-is-it.html' title='What Day is it?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112145931848052674</id><published>2005-07-15T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T16:28:38.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NO sleep...Fireworks....and the other woman?</title><content type='html'>Shew...what a week it has been. I am about to lose my mind with the lack of sleep. I know I know, most of it is my fault...but dammit I gotta have a life too ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week started off fairly quiet.  Went to see "War of the Worlds" last Sunday. That was how I spent my only afternoon/evening off in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struggled a bit with the morning shows this week as I could NOT fall asleep until midnight or so..then got up at 300am.  Its weird to see the homo traffic from the bars travel in the OPPOSITE direction you are at that time of night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big event this week was the bridge fireworks (see pic below).  Once again, the fags of Charleston climbed on top of the parking garage to OOHHH and AHHH at flames in the air.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya know something, I really enjoyed that. Not just the fireworks, but there were alot of people up there...socializing...having some drinks/food.  I have met more people here than I think I ever did in Kentucky.  As far as good people....ya know...sometimes called friends. :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather have events like that to do in my free time than to go to a bar.  Having a place to talk is soooo important. I wish bars would consider that more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was alittle bit of drama here there. Something about "another woman" but I won't get into that.  I just am tired of the issues with it. I just plan to live my life the way I hoped/dreamed....if anyone else wants to jump on board, they will. And if I want to kick them off, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really thinking about going to Atlanta to see David and Mark.  I really like those guys and have never really be out in Atlanta...soooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH...btw...I had a rough morning today with the lack of sleep...and I got the email below at work. I will end on that note on this post.  Amazing how people have good timing just when you feel down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I am fairly new to the Low Country myself and have been watching News 4 since my first day here. You are an added attraction to the Weather team and along with Tom make even the worst of weather reports seem pleasureable! Love that smile! Enjoy the City and all that it has to offer. Your so cute!! Have a great day! Jan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112145931848052674?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112145931848052674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112145931848052674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112145931848052674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112145931848052674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/07/no-sleepfireworksand-other-woman.html' title='NO sleep...Fireworks....and the other woman?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112145826962296588</id><published>2005-07-15T16:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T16:13:52.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christopher's Mug Finally Posted</title><content type='html'>Happy now Chris? :)&lt;br /&gt;I love how my friends are like "I wanna be on your blog! Put me on!"&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah just giving ya shit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my buddy Christopher in Greenville, SC.  He has listened to me alot when I have needed someone to do just that.  He is alittle ghetto, but a really cute guy and sweet as hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/christop.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/400/christop.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christopher&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112145826962296588?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112145826962296588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112145826962296588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112145826962296588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112145826962296588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/07/christophers-mug-finally-posted.html' title='Christopher&apos;s Mug Finally Posted'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112145821459295662</id><published>2005-07-15T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T16:16:21.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Arthur Ravenel Bridge</title><content type='html'>This is the new bridge that was dedicated with a fireworks show (ironically from the same people that put on Thunder over Louisville) on Thursday night.  The bridge opens officially to the public at 830am in the morning.  I have never seen such a hype for a bridge before in my life.  I do believe there were more parties...and events that what we put on back home for Derby.  And you can't make a bet on a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Mark for letting me use this pic.  It is very beautiful at night. Very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/bridge.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/400/bridge.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bridge&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112145821459295662?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112145821459295662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112145821459295662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112145821459295662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112145821459295662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/07/arthur-ravenel-bridge.html' title='Arthur Ravenel Bridge'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112106554944518358</id><published>2005-07-11T03:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T03:05:49.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tropics Update</title><content type='html'>Dennis is head toward my homeland area of Kentucky today. No major problems here from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily will get her own identity later on this afternoon.  She may be one to worry about for us here in SC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franklin is due to form in a day or two as well.  There is a chance he will not bother anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, there is alot to deal with weatherwise. Shew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life wise? ahhh well you just will have to wait for another post on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112106554944518358?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112106554944518358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112106554944518358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112106554944518358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112106554944518358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/07/tropics-update.html' title='Tropics Update'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112092727863828844</id><published>2005-07-09T12:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T12:41:18.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dennis the Menace closing in</title><content type='html'>The first hurricane of the season should hit AL or FL tomorrow night.  We are already getting some feedbands for the far eastern part of the storm up into this area.  But, once again...this system is heading to Kentucky.  I moved HERE to experience them and they keep hitting Kentucky. Figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***in other news&lt;br /&gt;In order to be "fair and balanced" it has been brought to my attention that I do need to clarify that Kevin is a good guy. Regardless of what has been posted or said to anyone.  That is according to sources anyway :)  Happy now Kevin? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually...things are okay right now despite my emmotional downfall last wednesday night.  Perhaps I needed to breakdown to get everything in perspective for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Christopher is dying to get mentioned in this blog. So..there ya go Chris :)  Now..I just have to get a pic of you on here....hmmmm I'll see if I can bribe you to let me do that.  Chris is a good guy and has been a big help this week. So "thank you" to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..I gotta go play with Dennis now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112092727863828844?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112092727863828844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112092727863828844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112092727863828844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112092727863828844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/07/dennis-menace-closing-in.html' title='Dennis the Menace closing in'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112083292164054893</id><published>2005-07-08T10:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T10:29:32.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark's Birthday Party 7/3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/party.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/400/party.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112083292164054893?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112083292164054893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112083292164054893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112083292164054893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112083292164054893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/07/marks-birthday-party-73.html' title='Mark&apos;s Birthday Party 7/3'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112083283982813467</id><published>2005-07-08T10:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T10:29:54.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>David, Kevin and Hmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/us.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/400/us.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazykids&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112083283982813467?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112083283982813467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112083283982813467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112083283982813467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112083283982813467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/07/david-kevin-and-hmmmm.html' title='David, Kevin and Hmmmm'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112083255377700897</id><published>2005-07-08T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T10:30:11.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark and David...Awwwww</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/markkiss.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/400/markkiss.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MarkDavid&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112083255377700897?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112083255377700897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112083255377700897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112083255377700897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112083255377700897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/07/mark-and-davidawwwww.html' title='Mark and David...Awwwww'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112083246391198046</id><published>2005-07-08T10:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T10:30:39.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark and Eric</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/party1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; 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I hate reading those as much as I do typing them.  However, this blog is to experience what is going on in my life..and my thoughts.  And right now, I am indeed in a low point.  I have recently suffered a series of disappointments.  Some I have been able to understand, some I remain clueless about.  But regardless, I have not had much in the way of good luck in quite some time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I started to wonder...wait. How do you measure what is good and bad luck?  Is there a middle line you draw and you determine the type of luck for what falls above or below it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...for some, the fact they had food today is good luck.  For others, the concept that the their Diesel Jeans were seen on another fag at the bar...is bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may read this and think... Did "I" do something to make Brian feel he has bad luck?  No.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most situations I am struggling with right now, it involves people who are watching out for themselves...  something I rarely do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on redrawing my middle ground line of luck as you read this.  Maybe it's time to lower it...or accept the fact I will never have it as high as I deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112069505728963310?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112069505728963310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112069505728963310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112069505728963310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112069505728963310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/07/haits-almost-funny.html' title='Ha...it&apos;s almost funny'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112048535113049167</id><published>2005-07-04T09:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T09:55:51.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Party...Boxer brief swimming...and Sausage</title><content type='html'>What a crazy 12 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakdown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6PM ...Kevin calls and says he plans to be at Mark's birthday party near 745pm.&lt;br /&gt;730PM...Kevin needs more time.&lt;br /&gt;8:15PM We finally get to Mark and Davids&lt;br /&gt;10PM...I am drinking out of keg..and am officially drunk&lt;br /&gt;1045PM ...Storms hit&lt;br /&gt;1046PM.... Kevin, David and some couple jump into the pool I am dared.  And I have no trunks&lt;br /&gt;1053PM... I strip to my boxer briefs and dive in&lt;br /&gt;1110PM... That...special moment occurs. Censored due to witness protection program&lt;br /&gt;1145PM... Get out of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;1230AM... Get bribed to go to the club with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;1232AM...Kevin, Mark, David and I head to Pantheon&lt;br /&gt;1245AM...I am drinking again&lt;br /&gt;100AM... Dancing my ass off&lt;br /&gt;140AM... Kevin and I decide to leave&lt;br /&gt;150AM...Kevin and I end up at a resturant to eat breakfast&lt;br /&gt;257AM...Kevin drops me off at my car.&lt;br /&gt;330AM...Take nemo out and then shower&lt;br /&gt;404AM...Arrive at work to get ready for AM Show.&lt;br /&gt;955AM...Sitting here now typing this out&lt;br /&gt;soon to be 1000AM... Passed out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112048535113049167?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112048535113049167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112048535113049167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112048535113049167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112048535113049167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/07/rainy-partyboxer-brief-swimmingand.html' title='Rainy Party...Boxer brief swimming...and Sausage'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-112014408363120409</id><published>2005-06-30T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T11:08:03.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The 28th Year</title><content type='html'>I am already 5 days into the 28th year of my life and it already has had its share of adventure to speak of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To backtrack a bit, the visit to Louisville went well.  Mom and dad were certainly shocked to see me.  It felt good to see them once more as the next time will likely be Christmas.  One drawback though to seeing your family about twice a year is that you see how quickly they are aging at this point in life.  I know its life, but it is just so sad to see sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bday night out at the club was fun.  Saw some old friends....saw some I didn't want to see.  But, overall....I saw my old friend who I hadn't been around in years.  Ironically he was the first person I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent Sunday with family.  I went to church with mom and kerry.  Sigh..I don't get the whole layin on the floor and screaming and crying, but it seems to work for mom.  She is always crying so hard in church.  In fact, everyone there cries.  I don't want to type much more c/ I don't want to bash what I saw....just the whole concept of religon fascninates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I chilled as well hanging around the city.  I went to a Books a Million where these two older guys starting hitting on me.  The really funny part about all of that is there I was reading the Advocate in the magazine section.  The stalker homos also picked up other gay magazines and stood close to me.  Then all of a sudden this really hot, muscle guy comes in the middle of us all and picks up a Hustler.  He stands there for a moment...then looks around to realize he is surrounded by gay men, and casually puts up his magazine and steps away.  Yes girls...we still got it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then had dinner with Drew and JJ.  This is something several people are baffeled over.  Drew is my ex of about 3 yrs...JJ I dated right before Drew.  And now they are together.  Weird? Not really...to be expected in our lifestyle I think.  I love both of them dearly..and just want both of them to be happy.  So it was cool to see them in their element having dinner.  I, on the other hand, had some drama as I quickly realized I was allergic to the batter of the chicken fingers!!!  I started to swell up and I had to quit eating them.  Talk about embarrassing.  If I had ended up being allergic to chicken itself...I would die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I stopped by WBKO to see my old crew...chat with them...had a good time.  They actually offered me my job back.  Oh well.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had lunch with lil michael...was nice to get to see him again.  Really nice guy...someone I definately do not regret ever meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to hit the road.  10 hrs later...I arrived in Charleston near 1am.  Boy I was TIRED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nemo did really well on this trip. He had a blast at moms...even found him a pet turtle to keep.  And he slept in the car to and from, which I didnt expect.  He is such a good puppy and is indeed my lil boy.  And tho he slept in the car, he was still my counselor as I talked his head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday...well.  Was different.  I was lazy in bed..trying to recover from all of the above when I discovered a few things from someone online.  Now, I hate drama period so I did what I could to handle it.  I am not going to mention names as there is no need too.  Just for the person who reads this and knows what I am talking about, just remember to be upfront.  You will often find the things you try to hide are not as bad as the act of hiding them itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night...was fun.  Our morning show anchor is leaving for WI so we had a going away party for her at Torch.  My friend Buddy from MSNBC was also in town so he joined me and Zack there.  Was a good time.  I had several LIT's!!! And boy I was feeling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddy and I then went to Dudleys for a bit.  He started to get sick...&lt;br /&gt;So Kevin actually took me home.  And Kevin, if you read this...thank you for the talk last night.  You are an amazing friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Nemo, thank you for not barking while I type this ...this morning.  ....Dammit..spoke too soon. Okay, time to take him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-112014408363120409?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/112014408363120409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=112014408363120409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112014408363120409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/112014408363120409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/28th-year.html' title='The 28th Year'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111989879802801473</id><published>2005-06-27T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T14:59:58.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee ..Old Men...and a Broken Chair..</title><content type='html'>So I am in Louisville right now. Sitting at DAYS coffee shop. For those of you that know me...I don't drink coffee..so I stand out.  I am actually having a red bull.  Old men are staring at me.  Sigh...thank goodness I have this laptop to stare at. Safe.  Course...I am sitting in a broken chair. So I am constantly rocking myself and that was getting the attn of some too. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far the weekend has been pretty good.  Not as much "fun" as I had hoped...but a nice break.  IT is good to see family and friends.  But..most importantly..it is giving me time to think.  And oh boy ...have I done alot of that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..I am gonna end this for now..I have been slacking on taking pics here. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111989879802801473?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111989879802801473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111989879802801473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111989879802801473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111989879802801473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/coffee-old-menand-broken-chair.html' title='Coffee ..Old Men...and a Broken Chair..'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111953191365928567</id><published>2005-06-23T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T09:05:13.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Full Moon...and the Ocean</title><content type='html'>What a great night tonight was.  I wish I could go into more detail...but I cannot as there are some "pending" situations that have to be sorted out this weekend. But I promise I will go back and update this post once I am able to do so.  I just really needed last night and w/o a doubt...was a fantasy turned reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still planning to pack up the Nemster and head to Louisville. Several are worried about me making it there since its about 10 hrs...but I feel I need to risk it.  I really need to see family right now and I want to spend my bday surrounded around people I care about and know.  No matter what, expect one hellva post once I return.  I will have my laptop with me so I may post while there too..dunno.  I will try to take pics!!!  Okay...time to get a shower and head to hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111953191365928567?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111953191365928567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111953191365928567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111953191365928567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111953191365928567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/full-moonand-ocean.html' title='A Full Moon...and the Ocean'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111932757341152428</id><published>2005-06-21T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T00:19:33.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and its turns...</title><content type='html'>After an exhausting mental day...the evening was a relief.  An unexpected friend was there to listen.  If we only had more people like that in our life to do such a simple task.  More to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111932757341152428?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111932757341152428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111932757341152428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111932757341152428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111932757341152428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-and-its-turns.html' title='Life and its turns...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111911084243341102</id><published>2005-06-18T12:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T12:10:28.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>JOSH visits Charleston</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/joshg.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/400/joshg.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is still here..but this is a pic from last night at Dudleys.  That boy was druuuuuuuunk.  But we had a good time.  Nothing like dancing to Hollaback Girl :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111911084243341102?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111911084243341102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111911084243341102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111911084243341102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111911084243341102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/josh-visits-charleston.html' title='JOSH visits Charleston'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111911086001312371</id><published>2005-06-18T12:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T12:09:21.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NEMO goes to the beauty shop...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/nemo3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/400/nemo3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nemo&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww...isn't he cute!!  He smells good too.  He walks around the neighborhood now thinking he's the shit.  Just like his daddy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111911086001312371?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111911086001312371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111911086001312371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111911086001312371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111911086001312371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/nemo-goes-to-beauty-shop.html' title='NEMO goes to the beauty shop...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111901837771566268</id><published>2005-06-17T10:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T10:28:04.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Batter Up...</title><content type='html'>Zack and I went to the Riverdogs game here in town on Tuesday.  He brough this friend Josh along as well (see below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember much of the game. Beer was just a 1.00 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate owes me a pic that I will post soon. *giggles with anticipation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/joshzack.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/400/joshzack.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh/zack&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111901837771566268?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111901837771566268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111901837771566268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111901837771566268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111901837771566268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/batter-up.html' title='Batter Up...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111901833686951321</id><published>2005-06-17T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T10:25:36.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/playball.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/400/playball.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playball&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111901833686951321?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111901833686951321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111901833686951321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111901833686951321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111901833686951321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/playball.html' title=''/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111877407124860242</id><published>2005-06-14T14:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T14:35:11.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Charleston will be my home for awhile...</title><content type='html'>Well...I signed my contract today.  It is a long story...but after getting the call yesterday that I basically had 48 hrs to sign, pressure was on.  I had a long talk with my boss and some things were added/taken under consideration that I feel will alleviate any concerns I had.  So... *raises glass* here is to 3 years on the beach ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111877407124860242?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111877407124860242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111877407124860242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111877407124860242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111877407124860242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/charleston-will-be-my-home-for-awhile.html' title='Charleston will be my home for awhile...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111876102230420763</id><published>2005-06-14T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T10:59:52.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/nate44.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/400/nate44.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nate&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple pics of Nate. He FINALLY sent me some I could use other than the small ones from my cam phone.  Of course I plan to take more in the future...especially  incriminating ones.  He is cute...but can't guess at puzzles very well. Oh well. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111876102230420763?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111876102230420763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111876102230420763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111876102230420763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111876102230420763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/nate_14.html' title='Nate'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111875954319672849</id><published>2005-06-14T10:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T10:32:23.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/natelight1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/200/natelight1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111875954319672849?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111875954319672849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111875954319672849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111875954319672849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111875954319672849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/nate.html' title=''/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111867437791774681</id><published>2005-06-13T10:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T10:52:57.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Read without a comment??</title><content type='html'>Okay..so several of you are like "hey...I read your blog...blah blah". Yet no one comments? :)  I mean..I know you bitches have something to say.  Never stopped ya before.  If it won't let you leave a comment..there is a comment box at the bottom left of this page that anyone can use.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo..things are going good.  Weekend shows kinda sucked. YET..I had an amazing phone call at work last night. This lady calls in.. with this following dialogue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Weather this is Brian.&lt;br /&gt;Her: Oh..oh my. I didn't think I would get you directly.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay ma'm...&lt;br /&gt;Her: I am not sure if you will remember me or not...but this is Mrs. Beck.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Thinking...Mrs. Beck..Mrs. Beck)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mrs. Beck! My 7th grade teacher???&lt;br /&gt;Her: Yup...it's me!!  I am in town from Louisville with my sisters and I turned the TV on and I was like...I know him..I tought that boy!   Granted...you have grown up alot since I last saw you...you were 12 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at anyrate...that was a call I wouldn't have expected in a million years.  And ironcially...I had thought about her just last week.  She loved snickers bars..and would wrestle any student to the ground if they dared take one.  Good thing for her I never really liked snickers :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111867437791774681?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111867437791774681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111867437791774681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111867437791774681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111867437791774681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/read-without-comment.html' title='Read without a comment??'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111847194906985830</id><published>2005-06-11T02:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T02:39:09.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what a night...</title><content type='html'>I have had a rough couple of days...so it was nice to get out for a while.  But what toppped the cake was getting to see Nate.  Being around him....I dunno..just makes me smile.  I just have this overwhelming urge to hold him forever.  We talked about some plans tonight...some of which may be a surprise for those of you back home :)  But for now....it is time for sleep.  nite nite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111847194906985830?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111847194906985830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111847194906985830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111847194906985830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111847194906985830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/oh-what-night.html' title='Oh what a night...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111837891337638352</id><published>2005-06-10T00:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T00:48:33.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate these types of days...</title><content type='html'>I called in this morning.  I just could not go in.  In fact..I sat around all night and most of the day just staring at the wall.  Once again I find myself drowning in this issue of what do i do now?  Tough time to be lonely....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111837891337638352?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111837891337638352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111837891337638352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111837891337638352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111837891337638352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-hate-these-types-of-days.html' title='I hate these types of days...'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111832050371985303</id><published>2005-06-09T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T08:35:49.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST STORM HAS FORMED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/arlene.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/200/arlene.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arlene&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111832050371985303?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111832050371985303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111832050371985303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111832050371985303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111832050371985303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-storm-has-formed.html' title='FIRST STORM HAS FORMED'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111827505570959592</id><published>2005-06-08T19:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T20:02:47.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Awwww</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/natekiss.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/200/natekiss.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natekiss&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate fell asleep...so I had to give him a pop kiss of course :) Sucha baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111827505570959592?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111827505570959592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111827505570959592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111827505570959592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111827505570959592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/awwww.html' title='Awwww'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111827502555639506</id><published>2005-06-08T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T20:02:09.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nate and Zack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/natezack.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/200/natezack.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natezacl&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Nate and Zack after hanging out at Coconut Joes.  Zack was wanting to steal mattresses from the Holiday Inn behind them.  Ugh...stained matresses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111827502555639506?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111827502555639506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111827502555639506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111827502555639506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111827502555639506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/nate-and-zack.html' title='Nate and Zack'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111827499944459473</id><published>2005-06-08T19:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T20:00:50.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pork chops..mmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/dinner.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/200/dinner.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doinner&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My famous country cooking. This was for Nate.  He liked it (so he said).  Drew I am sure you miss seeing all this grease :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111827499944459473?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111827499944459473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111827499944459473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111827499944459473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111827499944459473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/pork-chopsmmm.html' title='Pork chops..mmm'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111827496656915698</id><published>2005-06-08T19:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T20:00:04.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pause for  a Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/brianzacksing.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/200/brianzacksing.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brianzack&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Zach and I singing...while driving about 55 mph.  Hey..when its a good song..you have to stop and enjoy the moment :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111827496656915698?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111827496656915698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111827496656915698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111827496656915698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111827496656915698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/pause-for-song.html' title='Pause for  a Song'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111827487186086787</id><published>2005-06-08T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T19:59:16.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Folly Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/beach1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/200/beach1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beach1&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Folly Beach. Hard to see I know, but this was on Monday. Nate and I went there...man...we got fried!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111827487186086787?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111827487186086787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111827487186086787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111827487186086787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111827487186086787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/folly-beach.html' title='Folly Beach'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111823273667238315</id><published>2005-06-08T08:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T08:12:16.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>COMPUTER NIGHTMARE</title><content type='html'>My pc has tons of viruses. So....I am in the middle of trying to fix it. But..its a pain. I have alot of pics to post soon...just may be another day or two.  Sigh..I hate hackers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111823273667238315?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111823273667238315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111823273667238315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111823273667238315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111823273667238315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/computer-nightmare.html' title='COMPUTER NIGHTMARE'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111799059186669273</id><published>2005-06-05T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T12:58:04.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain ruined it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/rain.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/200/rain.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back view&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..I was out at the pool..then this downpour developed. This is a view off my balcony.  Talk about tropical rains...geez.  Oh well..guess I will clean inside instead :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111799059186669273?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111799059186669273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111799059186669273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111799059186669273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111799059186669273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/rain-ruined-it.html' title='Rain ruined it'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111798076128894154</id><published>2005-06-05T10:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T10:15:51.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My bud Zack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/zack1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 102, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/200/zack1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" border="0" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial;" align="middle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my bud Zack that some of you hear about.  He looks like Jack alittle doesn't he? From Will and Grace?  :)  This was at Chick-Fi-La last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111798076128894154?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111798076128894154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111798076128894154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111798076128894154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111798076128894154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-bud-zack.html' title='My bud Zack'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111789466666214068</id><published>2005-06-04T10:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T10:17:46.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/640/nemo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/75/6190/200/nemo.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111789466666214068?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111789466666214068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111789466666214068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111789466666214068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111789466666214068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111789468853739059</id><published>2005-06-04T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T10:18:08.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloomy Saturday</title><content type='html'>Okay..so I am sitting here debating whether or not to go back to bed.  I really need the sleep...but have SOO much to do. Hmm. Took Nemo out this morning..and once again his leash got caught onto my shorts and they fell down.  I think he is trying to embarass me.  Bastard. Here is a pic of him :)   Ok..sleep won.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111789468853739059?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111789468853739059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111789468853739059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111789468853739059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111789468853739059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/gloomy-saturday.html' title='Gloomy Saturday'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13413948.post-111789279320232349</id><published>2005-06-04T09:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T09:46:33.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why the switch?</title><content type='html'>Well...I came across someone that used a profile like this.  Not that I hated Xanga..but found that I could use more features with this and I liked the look of it.  Soooooo I will be back shortly with more. This thing just made me post something to start it. Sigh..pushy pushy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13413948-111789279320232349?l=stormboy1977.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/feeds/111789279320232349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13413948&amp;postID=111789279320232349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111789279320232349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13413948/posts/default/111789279320232349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stormboy1977.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-switch.html' title='Why the switch?'/><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15971770110963268958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://myspace-944.vo.llnwd.net/00521/44/91/521781944_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
