<?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-13407737</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:03:35.140-06:00</updated><category term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>Jason's Life and Times</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about me and my life.  Stages that I'm going through, struggling with weight loss, dealing with a disability, family growing older and farther apart.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-4652499434130605167</id><published>2009-06-20T15:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:41:28.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjack.tv</title><content type='html'>Adjack is a nice unique sweeps.  It's basically a lotto for commercials.  Each commercial has assigned numbers, you watch 5 commercials with each being about 2 minutes long, and then it gives you a powerball number.  If you like the numbers you have, you hit the submit button and you are done until the next week.  You can enter daily if you want or just the once a week before the drawing on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you sign up for an account and play here (cause if you register I get extra entries):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adjack.tv/ad/transformers/ref/14447/"&gt;http://adjack.tv/ad/transformers/ref/14447/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-4652499434130605167?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4652499434130605167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=4652499434130605167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/4652499434130605167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/4652499434130605167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2009/06/adjacktv.html' title='Adjack.tv'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-8119806348813534453</id><published>2009-03-02T20:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:29:36.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AvG, Ad-Aware, Spybot Search &amp; Destroy</title><content type='html'>I recently installed an old harddrive as a slave on my home computer and unfortunately it had viruses, malware, spyware, browser hijackers, and rootkits on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been using a virus program so when I began having problems and couldn't get any of the malware programs to work I downloaded AVG and began looking for viruses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately it was too late.  I had a particularly nasty rootkit and browser hijackers that prevented me from updating Ad-Aware, Spybot S &amp;amp; D, and AvG.  I was able to manually download updates but after running several 3-4-5 hour scans with each one removing a virus here, a malware there, a bho here it never got to the root of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would try to look on the web for a solution but if it was a link from Google or Yahoo 90% of the time I would be redirected.  It was very frustrating.  The only successful links I could manage were at &lt;a href="http://www.metacrawler.com/"&gt;www.metacrawler.com&lt;/a&gt; which I think was because the links opened in a new window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I neglected to mention that last week I had been looking for a program to send out bulk emails for my business but was also looking for keygens to unlock the full potential of those programs.  I remember a couple of times when I was browser jacked and install screens popped up.  I suppose this added a few worms and trojans to my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after a bunch of scans and an aborted attempt at Panda Security I went back to metacrawler and found a forum that gave me some good information.  There was a link to Bleeping Computer with a download for a program called ComboFix.  I read the information and honestly it only vaguely suggested that it might help my ailing computer.  Also I'm very skeptical about downloading stuff just because a web page says it will help.  But I had a virus program and 3 malware programs doing active duty to detect anything malicious that comes through my cable modem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded the program and then reread the instructions and became even more suspicious because it was telling me to close all of my active virus and malware detection programs.   In consternation I did so and prayed excessively that when I clicked on the program it wouldnt be the end of my hard drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The information is here:  &lt;a href="http://www.bleepingcomputer.com/combofix/how-to-use-combofix"&gt;http://www.bleepingcomputer.com/combofix/how-to-use-combofix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I testify that this program is in no way malicious and that after going thru the hoops like it directed me it removed 2 rootkits of virus/malware/bho/worms.  After it deleted the things it thought were malicious I was immediately able to update AVG, Ad-Aware, and Spybot S &amp;amp; D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a couple of more scans that I have to run with the updated virus and malware programs but as yet I have had no browser hijacks/redirects and as I said I was able to download updates to virus/malware programs that I couldn't do before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this bit of information is a help to some of you in the computering world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-8119806348813534453?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8119806348813534453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=8119806348813534453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/8119806348813534453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/8119806348813534453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2009/03/avg-ad-aware-spybot-search-destroy.html' title='AvG, Ad-Aware, Spybot Search &amp; Destroy'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-5246343487766109339</id><published>2009-01-06T09:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T10:16:44.307-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a20f1a054ce27de8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da20f1a054ce27de8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331571180%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DECC668C6BF7A1A62F3C9412A03A3A56A15EB77C.84A7B38350794B0BDBEF2FB1A12149B56DD4E79C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da20f1a054ce27de8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHW9FzcLM9D1bsg5PvAF0UmguGXM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da20f1a054ce27de8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331571180%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DECC668C6BF7A1A62F3C9412A03A3A56A15EB77C.84A7B38350794B0BDBEF2FB1A12149B56DD4E79C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da20f1a054ce27de8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHW9FzcLM9D1bsg5PvAF0UmguGXM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was in a grumpy mood all day yesterday. I kept picking at mom and we argued over nothing most of the day. It wasnt altogether my fault. She called me and woke me up and I guess I got up on the wrong side of the bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It rained all day and when I came home I was so surprised to see ice everywhere. Every limb, every power line, every roof had ice hanging off of it. I took this at my house:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SWODUypdEKI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wz4TSMi4Vzo/s1600-h/impromptu+ice+storm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288214780679360674" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SWODUypdEKI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wz4TSMi4Vzo/s200/impromptu+ice+storm.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video is of my new hair cut.  Snazzy eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the next day obviously and being Tuesday my favorite game is down for maintenance.  I had told mom I'd be in late for work today.  Normally I like listening to rain on the porch of my tin roof but today it's annoying.  Probably because I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll clean my house some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-5246343487766109339?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a20f1a054ce27de8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5246343487766109339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=5246343487766109339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/5246343487766109339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/5246343487766109339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2009/01/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SWODUypdEKI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wz4TSMi4Vzo/s72-c/impromptu+ice+storm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-3072578925843657035</id><published>2008-12-05T15:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:49:09.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/STmg-PJrTtI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KLRwdieWvYg/s1600-h/christmastree2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276425429520699090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/STmg-PJrTtI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KLRwdieWvYg/s400/christmastree2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put up the Christmas tree today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent some time talking with mom. I asked her if she would move with me if I happened to find a girl and needed to move so that the girl wouldnt have to give up her job. I should have known it was just a can of worms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her basic response was this is my home and I dont want to move. This is your job and you dont need to move. The world revolves around me so tough titty and deal with it. If you get a girl make her quit and move here to where we are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-3072578925843657035?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3072578925843657035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=3072578925843657035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/3072578925843657035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/3072578925843657035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-put-up-christmas-tree-today.html' title='Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/STmg-PJrTtI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KLRwdieWvYg/s72-c/christmastree2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-3993443105710855946</id><published>2008-12-03T17:55:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T10:58:40.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Robin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SWBKx3nOF2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/XiU8HixNdPs/s1600-h/robincompile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287308183135459170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SWBKx3nOF2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/XiU8HixNdPs/s400/robincompile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-3993443105710855946?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3993443105710855946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=3993443105710855946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/3993443105710855946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/3993443105710855946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-full-time-non-traditional-college.html' title='Robin'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SWBKx3nOF2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/XiU8HixNdPs/s72-c/robincompile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-1650455457751905941</id><published>2008-11-22T21:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:39:56.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh?</title><content type='html'>I looked up my screen name I use to see what was still on the web about me and I found this that I wrote in 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; I don't post very often. Between work and school and raising my dogs andkeeping up with my friends I don't have a lot of time to answer messages or evenwrite them. I had a long conversation last night with my night staff about the"blackout" and how it related to prophesies in the Bible. The conversationturned to morale issues and how Christians should be walking and talking andliving in our time. Both of us have been in various churches and have seen thesteady decline in what is morally permissible. Anyone can see a morale declinein the lives of the people of our nation between now and 10 years ago, 20 yearsago, 30 years ago. The contrast I want to focus on is as the world steadilydeclines in behavior and permissibility shouldn't the church and individualChristians shine brighter? Unfortunately there is a clear pattern of decline inmany accounts in the old testament showing that as the nations declined inmorality so did it's religious leaders. Priests and leaders succumbed to theperversion that went on around them arguably maybe to a lesser degree but it wasstill wrong in God's eyes. Our moral acceptability has been our weakness as anation that allows expression of self and freedom in almost any form. We allowourselves to let so much gunk come into our lives that it chokes out God'sspirit. The big concern we see is the push of the homosexual agenda. There areso many lesser things that slip by often times unnoticed until it's too late. The movies that we watch and that we allow our families to watch are one. Wetake issue with the violence and the cursing yet how many murders and killinghave you watched in your lifetime? How many rapes? How many sexual acts? Howmany times have we watched witchcraft or magic? or someone stealing or someonedoing anything that we knew was wrong and enjoyed it? Movies are only a smallpart of what we let into our lives. We feed on the news of our nation and 95%of that is negative information. We read the horoscopes and listen to thefortune tellers and tarot card readers who divine the evil spirits forinformation? If it doesn't come from God where does it come from? Themagazines and newspapers we read are full of negative images and information. How often do we listen to unChristlike music? Have you listened to the words ofyour favorite songs? Are they edifying and lifting up God or a fellowChristian? How many men are addicted to porn? Physically what are you lettinginto your body? Do you smoke? Drink excessive alcohol? Take too many over thecounter or prescription drugs? Addicted to caffeine? Are you a gluttonfeasting after every church service (I am)? Lest you think that I'm onlypreaching to you I'm ministering to myself. There are sooooo many areas where Ididn't even know I was falling short. I am a Christian and I am in ministry butI also am a man and I struggle with many of the temptations that are common tomen. I just wanted to put out some things to think on because it would be aterrible thing for you to have spent all your life thinking that you were thecream of the crop only to find out that your life is based on the immorality of the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-1650455457751905941?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1650455457751905941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=1650455457751905941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/1650455457751905941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/1650455457751905941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/11/eh.html' title='Eh?'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-1976181063897042638</id><published>2008-11-22T14:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:37:01.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrecks of my life</title><content type='html'>My first wreck was when I was delivering pizzas on my first job.  I pulled out in front of a car that clipped the bumper of mom's old Chevy truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into a parked car in Batesville while I was drunk off Budweiser and Jim Bean.  The only time I've ever blacked out from alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to pay a lady $1600 for some chocolate labs I had bought and it had snowed and as I was going up a hill I lost traction and slid into a truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Queens New York on the expressway trying to make an exit in rush hour traffic.  A little asian man wouldn't let me in the lane to get off the expressway.  I guess he thought I got to close so he gunned his car and as he passed in front of me he clipped my bumper on the semi I was driving.  He spun around the front of my truck and hit a car and van on my left side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a semi in Oklahoma coming out of Missiouri and it had iced over and just before I got to the toll booth a lady in a Firebird lost control and hit my wheels and forced me into the dividing wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was coming into Dallas from Ft Worth bobtailing a Kenworth and did a half donut into the guard rail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was coming into Dallas from Ft Worth with an empty trailer that bounced off the edge of the sidewalk (it was raining) and slid into a girls door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Texas having just woken up and getting my day started.  It had snowed and that nasty road salt was everywhere.  I leaned over to wash my windows (the washer was in the center of the dash on the right).  When I looked up there was a sign and the end of a concrete divider.  I hit that sucker head on at 60 mph.  I straddled my semi with a trailer load of a/c's on that dividing wall knocking every axle I had loose.  I ended up with a broken arm and a busted head.&lt;br /&gt;The truck burned to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Georgia in a semi getting a load and came to an intersection and had the legal right of way.  A lady drove to close not reading the *give truck room to turn sign*.  My trailer wheels went across her hood to the edge of her windshield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taking my kids to church from Warm Springs to our new church in Pocahontas the very first time.  A drunk came over the hill in our lane.  It was either hit the ditch or hit a truck head on with a van load of kids.  My tires began skidding on the grass headed straight for a pole.  I stuck my arm out to keep the boys behind me from hitting the dash/windshield just before we hit the post.  Good thing cause one boy was in the air already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accidents will happen but the key to getting thru them is to stay calm and don't over react.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-1976181063897042638?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1976181063897042638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=1976181063897042638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/1976181063897042638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/1976181063897042638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/11/wrecks-of-my-life.html' title='Wrecks of my life'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-1347097258200566604</id><published>2008-10-03T11:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:39:34.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Warhammer Online</title><content type='html'>I've been playing Warhammer Online a good bit.  So far I've got a Sorcerer named Aon,  a Witch Elf named Jaz, and Maurader named Jyason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-1347097258200566604?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1347097258200566604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=1347097258200566604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/1347097258200566604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/1347097258200566604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/10/warhammer-online.html' title='Warhammer Online'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-7429913374845758893</id><published>2008-10-03T11:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:32:55.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyesight</title><content type='html'>The eye doctor called to advise mom of her appointment and after a bit of thought I called them and asked if I could have my eyes checked at the same time and they agreed. Mom called Aunt Donna to ask about her appointment since they had went together the last time and it they agree that it had been 6 months. Aunt Donna asked if we would pick her up and we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had our eye exams and I was relieved to find that my eyesight really hadnt changed in 10 years. I didnt have any signs of mom's retinitis pigmentosa said the doctor and I didnt have signs of glaucoma. I am near sighted a bit with things further out being a bit blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom has cataracts and the doctor said that in 6 months they might operate to remove them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My glasses cost $236.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sighted in my pellet gun and made sure my hunting license was up to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out squirrels and rabbits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-7429913374845758893?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7429913374845758893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=7429913374845758893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/7429913374845758893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/7429913374845758893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/10/eyesight.html' title='Eyesight'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-4246206523853925420</id><published>2008-09-30T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T19:05:11.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories of my Life  *4*  Driver Training</title><content type='html'>I was a truck driver for 3 years and over half that time I was a Driver Trainer.   I went to Beech Truck Driving School.  I aced the driving part of the technical course (amazing my teacher no less as I remember the look on his face when I got out of the truck).  A week earlier I had gotten into an argument with the teacher because I had to do more than my share of driving because half our class had gotten into an accident and spent 2 weeks suspended from the training course.  I remember telling my teacher that I could already do the course blindfolded in essence.  He laughed not believing me so that look on his face when I made a perfect score was vindication for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I had a trainee with me and we were going into New Jersey or New York somewhere up north and we stopped in Virginia to eat one nite and the buffet was extra good.  I ended up eating a good bit.  We sacked out in the truck and it was his turn to drive the next mornin.  He starts up the truck and asks me if I need anything and being warm and comfortable I said no so he takes off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 minutes later I am shakin awake and as I sit up I feel the urge to make a deposit.  I tell my trainee to find us a bathroom.  He looks around and nothing.  We go down the road a bit more and the more we go the more urge I get.  I begin pleading with my trainee to find a bathroom.  I should have just had him pull over so I could deposit inbetween the wheels but my mind wasnt working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant hold it in anymore and start turtle heading.  I grab a trash bag and put it under me and start begging my trainee to find a toilet.  It really wasnt his fault that there werent any truck stops on that stretch of road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally finds me a spot.  As I move to get out of the truck I feel the dam bust loose.  I shuffle and frog hop to the toilet trying to hold something in but it was no use.  When I got to the toilet I had poo down the whole leg of my pants and in my shoes.  I had left a trail of poo thru the truck, across the pavement, thru the pumps, across the store, and into the stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clean up as best I can and get him to bring me some clean clothes.  This was in the morning.  We got the truck cleaned up but had to press on so I ended up smelling like poo the whole day and into the night until I could get a shower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-4246206523853925420?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4246206523853925420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=4246206523853925420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/4246206523853925420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/4246206523853925420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/09/stories-of-my-life-4-driver-training.html' title='Stories of my Life  *4*  Driver Training'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-980791461340662244</id><published>2008-09-30T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:50:32.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories of my Life  *3*  Issues and Concerns</title><content type='html'>I began going to our church and taking time to pray in the sanctuary.  I would walk around the room praying in a mix of tongues and regular prayers.  I was driving the church van at the time also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I went in to pray and there was a lot of focus in my mind sorting out things that were issues (arguments, differences in opinions) and concerns (everyone agreeing on the same meaning of a particular text, proper dress for worship, other small stuff).  I prayed both in spirit and regular prayers as I went around the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what the message was for that service...  the pastor talked to us about the difference between ISSUES and CONCERNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kid you not lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-980791461340662244?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/980791461340662244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=980791461340662244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/980791461340662244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/980791461340662244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/09/stories-of-my-life-3-issues-and.html' title='Stories of my Life  *3*  Issues and Concerns'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-3230047807349604860</id><published>2008-09-30T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:45:10.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories of my Life  *2*  Supporting Prayers</title><content type='html'>I was staying with my grandparents at the trailer in Lexa.  My pastor and his wife came and picked me up to goto a prayer meeting.  We got there in Elaine and I believe it was at Johnny's house.  Everyone arrived and we started praying.  We formed a circle and I stood in the back a bit in a doorway almost and began praying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was praying in tongues and in my mind I began focusing on the people there in the prayer group.  I focusing on praying specific things for them using my mind but with my tongue I was only praying in a spirit language.  I continued around the room praying specific things mentally for each person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to the end of the circle (I skipped myself) I didnt know what to pray for so I just continued to pray in tongues.  I began to notice my pastor who had moved to the center of the room.  He started with the exact person I had started praying for just a few minutes before.  He prayed out loud the EXACT prayers I had focused my mind on for that person.  As he moved from person to person he prayed the EXACT things I had prayed for these people.  He continued around the circle to the end and prayed almost word for word the things I had prayed as I focused on each person and he skipped me as well.  I know there is no way on earth that my pastor could hear my prayers as I was praying quietly and in tongues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This prayer has been an amazing focus for me in my life.  So many times it has reminded me that I know God is real and that prayers have amazing benefits even when we dont know exactly what, when, where, or how our prayers will manifest their answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never in my life talked with anyone about what happened.  I've thought about it a few times but for reasons I dont remember I never broached it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-3230047807349604860?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3230047807349604860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=3230047807349604860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/3230047807349604860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/3230047807349604860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/09/stories-of-my-life-2-supporting-prayers.html' title='Stories of my Life  *2*  Supporting Prayers'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-3774890925191433455</id><published>2008-09-30T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:32:29.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stories of my Life  *1* No Name</title><content type='html'>I'm going to relate various things that have happened in my life. Some funny, some political, some religious but all true accounts as I can remember them. I do this so that there will be a record of the things that have happened to me for my children and grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story 1 -- Religious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked at the local hospital in Helena on the evening shift. I was trained to be a ward clerk, orderly, aid, so that I could fill in various roles for whomever was needed. There were two patients that I remember. One was a lady that came in. She was in her 40's maybe, obese, and had to be tied down. She fought her restraints and was constantly twisting and turning out of bed. One evening I walked in the room intentially and my hair was on end. I looked at her and in a forceful voice I asked her what her name was. She told me "I have no name." I looked at her harder and said "Come out of her in the name of Jesus Christ!" At that moment an aid came in behind me and I left the room (I wasnt sure exactly what I should have done). The next day I was doing my work and had to go into her room and she was sitting calmly in bed. She said "There is that preacher!" when I came in the room and she never had another problem during her stay as far as I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other patient was an elderly man that couldnt use his arms and had to be fed. That same night I went into his room but it seems normal and he only asked me to leave because it was awkward me and him staring at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my pastor to come and visit with me so I could talk about this incident but he didnt like me at the time (although he did visit me). He gave me a lecture about carrying around Bibles (I had two with me I was halfheartedly studying) and told me I was on my way out. I think I stayed with that church another 3 years and drove the chruch van for 2 years lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-3774890925191433455?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3774890925191433455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=3774890925191433455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/3774890925191433455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/3774890925191433455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/09/stories-of-my-life-no-name.html' title='Stories of my Life  *1* No Name'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-4658478066559082321</id><published>2008-09-30T17:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:50:52.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Repeating Numbers  11:11 4:44 2:22</title><content type='html'>Friday October 3 2008,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came over to give mom her insulin and was bantering with her and looked at the clock and it was 11:11. I came in my room and turned on the TV and the computer and looked at the DVR and it was 11:11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw 11:11 again at nite while playing Warhammer Online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original:&lt;br /&gt;Recently I've begun to notice numbers a lot. The same numbers. There have been other instances but the day before yesterday I saw 11:11 in the morning AND 11:11 that nite. The next day I received a paycheck I wasnt expecting in the mail and I came in the house and the time was 4:44. Today when I didnt want to do some work I looked at the clock and it was 2:22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to keep a track of when I see random numbers. A few weeks ago on 8-08-08 the check I wrote for my meal was 888 seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not me waiting on the clock to change either. When I force myself to look at the clock it's normal time but if I ignore stuff around me (like playing a vidoe game) and get an urge to look at the clock it's often triple or quadruple numbers and more often then not it's 11:11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was going a bit looney but then I did a search and other people are reporting seeing recurring numbers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-4658478066559082321?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4658478066559082321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=4658478066559082321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/4658478066559082321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/4658478066559082321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/09/repeating-numbers-1111-444-222.html' title='Repeating Numbers  11:11 4:44 2:22'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-4496898412197631509</id><published>2008-09-22T10:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:49:15.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion 9-21-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had a family reunion of sorts yesterday. Hope and Johnny had came down as well as Pat and Tammie. Cindy and her daughter and Mrs. Sparks was there. Mike and Rosie came with their grandson Alex. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248886978647073490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SNfK5bRuotI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9p7mXbQ4feY/s200/kitten.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were going to BBQ but I was late and mom said to get some chicken from KFC. Hope said we were going to eat at 4 and it was only 1:30. When we got there they were already eating as Hope had went and gotten some BBQ meat, sandwich meat, potato salad, baked beans, had made some deviled eggs, and a salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a comfortable time. Lots of talk about the gas prices which ranged from 3.76 a gallon to 4.25 a gallon. Aunt Pat talked of people on the highways being caught by the hurricane as they fled from the coast. Apparently several had died, many had run out of gas, and there was lots of problems in shelters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248887325795709682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SNfLNogacvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fCnB3jbUL58/s200/Lavendar+Flower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked about the mentality of Americans case in point being the free sandwiches that were offered at a shelter being refused. The volunteers being treated like janitors and babysitters. People who had run out of money stealing food from stores and delivery vans. People left the coast because of a hurricane and got motel rooms but then when they werent allowed to return to their homes they couldnt afford to stay in the motel and didnt have cash reserves for food and apparently didnt wish to goto a shelter. So what do you do. You steal, rob, cheat, scrounge and more so if you have a family to provide for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248887480205657026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SNfLWnunQ8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/rKFqhp5v1Ng/s200/Horse.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike and Rosie came a bit late and Rosie brought a hot fudge cake and it was a sight to see all the ladies swoop down on the cake. Seriously. lol. After the rush I got some cake and my first comment was get me some biscuits. Grandma used to make biscuits with a hot chocolate gravy that we all loved as kids. That gravy in the hot fudge cake was a bit thick but tasted just like Grandma's chocolate gravy. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248887703676344642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SNfLjoOLWUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/HQP6DF8Yc2E/s200/swine.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny related a story that he had a friend whose family had run a radio station in Alabama that failed. The friend had gotten a hard drive and didnt know what was on it or how to access it so he called Johnny who is good with computers. Johnny got the drive unlocked and it was a repository of music. 60000+ songs from the 1920's to the mid 2000's. He said he made a copy and put it in a safe deposit box in a bank. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SNfLpUXz6OI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZHM10HS9LFU/s1600-h/Horse+and+Guinneas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248887801427257570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SNfLpUXz6OI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZHM10HS9LFU/s200/Horse+and+Guinneas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex is 4 years old and he was grumpie when he got there but after some Dr. Pepper he perked up and wanted to wrestle. I admit it was good to be around a young person again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place where Jim Ed has the trailer has went thru some changes. At first it was a mini farm with an old barn where Manboy raised swine and chickens and the neighbors ran cows. Jim Ed got some goats but I dont think they lasted. Now the old barn has razed and the ground leveled and they brought in horses. Pop the next door neighbor has swine and I saw half a dozen piglets running around in Jim Ed's yard. I saw a few guinneas also along with chickens and cats. &lt;div&gt;.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SNfLzLU5E6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/MVweUP3PheY/s1600-h/Alex+(Mikes+Grandson).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248887970797786018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SNfLzLU5E6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/MVweUP3PheY/s200/Alex+(Mikes+Grandson).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-4496898412197631509?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4496898412197631509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=4496898412197631509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/4496898412197631509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/4496898412197631509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='Family Reunion 9-21-08'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SNfK5bRuotI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9p7mXbQ4feY/s72-c/kitten.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-5263919979764972917</id><published>2008-08-26T10:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T11:02:13.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Commercials Jason Loves</title><content type='html'>Yep the best and the brightest that tickle my *sweet* spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZbGw3A9Dg-Q"&gt;J G Wentworth Opera Commercial  &lt;/a&gt;1-800-Cashnow  Who cant resist this song!&lt;br /&gt;2. Freecreditreport.com  The lastest commercial is very snappy and I like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-5263919979764972917?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5263919979764972917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=5263919979764972917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/5263919979764972917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/5263919979764972917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/08/commercials-jason-loves.html' title='Commercials Jason Loves'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-5248848930649676888</id><published>2008-08-26T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T14:36:37.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Commercials Jason Hates</title><content type='html'>Herein you will find the commercials that I despise. For one reason or another I really dislike these commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. BBC America &lt;em&gt;The Foundation For a Better Life&lt;/em&gt; --&gt; Special Olympic racing set to the High School Musical soundtrack. Man it just grates my nerves for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nationwide Insurance I can't stand their series where they are in the church or at the family picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Slim Jim Jerky spicy commercial.  WTH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-5248848930649676888?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5248848930649676888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=5248848930649676888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/5248848930649676888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/5248848930649676888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/08/commercials-jason-hates.html' title='Commercials Jason Hates'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-4176532491851880828</id><published>2008-08-26T10:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:36:52.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The High Cost of Exercise</title><content type='html'>OK so I know I'm supposed to exercise more to complament eating better. Like all obese peeps I hate exercising. I can do it just fine and have full range of movement it's just the getting started part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a beautiful bike earlier this year and I think I've rode it 4 times. It makes a lovely picture setting in my kitchen being a resting spot for my dirty clothes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238849981750355650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SLQiTUHKpsI/AAAAAAAAADk/KsuWo7hqeyE/s400/heavy+duti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately my legs have been tighting up and it's driving me to thoughts of buying a treadmill. So haphazardly I began looking in the local papers to see if someone had a used treadmill for sale. Being the thorough person I am I look up the models on the internet to see what other people say in reviews about the ones they had purchased. Most weren't worth buying. I did find one at Sam's Club that had a very nice review and was only $875. That is within my buying range. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238850592126025410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SLQi218EPsI/AAAAAAAAADs/nC6G7sAJMvo/s400/treadmill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I considered it the more concerned I became. $875 is a bit of money and I dont want another piece of unused equipment taking up space. My thoughts wandered to the new exercise facility a local doctor helped bring in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The membership is $25 a month and it's 20 mins from me. On the plus side it's air conditioned, has both a walking ring and treadmills, it has other exercise equipment, and it has nice looking ladies in tight exercise clothes buzzing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bad side it's 20 mins away and it has nice looking ladies in tight exercise clothes buzzing around with snooty noses that turn up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm considering going to the facility every other day so that is roughly 3.5 times a week. A gallon of gas will get me there and back so it's around $12 a week for gas putting it at $50 a month and with the membership gives me a total of $75 for a months walking. At that rate the $875 I would have spent on the treadmill would give me a 11 plus months of walking in a nice facility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhhahahahhahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-4176532491851880828?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4176532491851880828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=4176532491851880828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/4176532491851880828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/4176532491851880828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/08/high-cost-of-exercise.html' title='The High Cost of Exercise'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SLQiTUHKpsI/AAAAAAAAADk/KsuWo7hqeyE/s72-c/heavy+duti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-426012819883022080</id><published>2008-08-22T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:33:56.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Retinitis Pigmentosa</title><content type='html'>I followed up on my idea to look up possible implant surgery for mom's problem of retinitis pigmentosa. I was pleasantly surprised to find that there are several implants that are in clinical trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few that I looked at are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amdsupport.ca/articles/61/1/Electronic-Implant-in-the-Eye-Restores-Sight-of-Two-Patients-Suffering-from-Retinitis-Pigmentosa/Page1.html"&gt;The Argus II&lt;/a&gt; which is basically a camera in eyeglasses with a receiver implanted in the eye itself by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.2-sight.com"&gt;Second Sight&lt;/a&gt; in California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found this one &lt;a href="http://www.bostonretinalimplant.org/"&gt;Boston Retinal Implant Project&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.rush.edu/webapps/MEDREL/servlet/NewsRelease?ID=608"&gt;Artificial Silicon Retina&lt;/a&gt; Implant done by Illinois Retina Associates, S.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opticsreport.com/content/article.php?article_id=1007"&gt;Optobionics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.intmedimplants.com/"&gt;Intelligent Retinal Implant System&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I liked the last two the best but Optobionics is small time still and the other one is based in New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several others that are gearing up for the decades long process of getting FDA approval so there is hope for Mom's eyesight on the horizon at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-426012819883022080?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/426012819883022080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=426012819883022080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/426012819883022080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/426012819883022080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/08/retinitous-pigmentosa.html' title='Retinitis Pigmentosa'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-8450231586360737468</id><published>2008-08-20T11:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:26:35.079-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>Grandma</title><content type='html'>Me and mom were thinking about Grandma this week.  Mom wants to get some flowers to take out and put on the grave.  The only things I have left of grandma are a quilt, a 44 year old deepfreeze that is still running, a few scanned pics, and some turnip greens that she put up for me and Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SKxFNmniuCI/AAAAAAAAADU/AgFWt5iRrX4/s1600-h/Grandma+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236636566732060706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SKxFNmniuCI/AAAAAAAAADU/AgFWt5iRrX4/s400/Grandma+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-8450231586360737468?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8450231586360737468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=8450231586360737468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/8450231586360737468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/8450231586360737468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/08/grandma.html' title='Grandma'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SKxFNmniuCI/AAAAAAAAADU/AgFWt5iRrX4/s72-c/Grandma+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-4522382581814514187</id><published>2008-08-20T11:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:16:47.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flora Gross</title><content type='html'>I was checking the obituaries to see if I could find a copy of one for my Grandmother and I happened to see this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral services for Flora Scott Gross, 84, of Helena will be held 2 p.m. Saturday, Aug. 16, 2008 at the Greater Powerhouse Church of God in Christ in Helena with Supt. Alex J. Smith officiating. Burial will follow in Jackson Memorial Cemetery at Lexa.Visitation will be from 6 to 8 tonight in the Robert Lee Brown Memorial Chapel.Gross was born on Sept. 2, 1923 in West Helena to Peter and Pinkie Scott. She attended the public schools of the Helena-West Helena School District where she graduated from Eliza Miller High School.She was baptized and accepted Christ as her Savior at an early age. She remained an active and dedicated church member.After high school she was employed by Helena Regional Medical Center for many years as a cook and later opened a daycare center, which evolved into the Immanuel Rescue Mission. She also took classes and attended seminars to become a nutritional aide for the University of Arkansas Cooperative Extension Service. She organized a senior citizen feeding program where she and her devoted staff prepared and delivered home cooked meals to senior citizens. She also worked many years with the Boy Scouts of America-Troop 210.Her husband, Minister Wiley Gross Sr. and her sister, Louise Yelton preceded her in death.Mother Gross leaves to cherish her memory, a sister, Dorothy Blue (William) of Buffalo, N.Y.; a brother, Percy Nixon (Ole) of Denver, Colo.; an aunt, Hattie L. Williams of Helena; six children, Henry Overton (Tina) of Helena, Helen Dismuke of Helena, Walter Overton (Anna Marie) of South Bend, Ind., Doris Bland (Eddie) of Memphis, Bernard Overton and Wiley Gross Jr.; a devoted goddaughter, Beverly Henderson-Vincent (Willie) of Helena; and a grandson whom she raised, Theotrice Mitchell (Stephanie) and a host of grandchildren, nephews, nieces, cousins and dear friends.Brown’s Home for Funerals will direct services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal experience with Mrs. Gross is that while attending Faith Outreach Church I helped a little bit in her mission.  I didnt help much and in fact I received more that I helped.  I was going through a rough spot with my mother and had moved out into a house with some Teach for America teachers.  Our car broke down and I was going to college.  Mrs. Gross let me use her mission van to goto college for a while.  I ran errands for her and at the time I was driving the church van also.  Mrs. Gross was always very polite and usually a happy smiling person.  She will get to see Jesus before I do... I'm so envious...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-4522382581814514187?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4522382581814514187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=4522382581814514187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/4522382581814514187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/4522382581814514187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/08/flora-gross.html' title='Flora Gross'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-6433244320764941217</id><published>2008-08-20T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:16:43.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update August 2008</title><content type='html'>I worked on Aon and Taink today on Area 52.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took mom out to eat at Jay's at Barton and then went to Food Giant in Helena to get some meat and tators.  Mom got two beef roasts and some chicken breasts and I got some Cokes, Cheese Danish, Saffron Rice, Shrimp, and spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at Aunt Donna's (Nineth and Garland) so mom could pick up some medicine and I gave Aunt Donna her mail.  She said she had another lung infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way I asked mom if there was an operation where a doc could put an implant in her eyes so she could see would she do it.  With her getting disability for her blindness I didnt know what her response would be.  She said of course she would and that she had heard about a 70 year old man who had the same diagnosis as her that had such a surgery.  She said she could get disability for her back and other problems.  I may do a web search and see if there is a doctor I can write to about a surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Alternative Choices supervisor came over checking up on me.  She told me she wanted my time sheet for her to inspect and I told her I didnt keep copies so she gave me a folder to keep copies in.  Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening I had a nice supper of saffron rice and buttered shrimp while killing Lootreaver on Figures on Area 52.  I got some nice gloves but the cloth things I was using had more +heals on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a web search this morning looking for a treadmill.  I found a few around Little Rock that were over priced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tossing around some book/short story subjects around in my head.  I think I will tag them in the blog as #idea so I can keep track of them.   One #idea for a TV series is a transport tug from the earth/moon to a base on Mars.  Because each trip is so long a new crew would have to be used to Mars and at times characters would ship back from Mars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcie offerd to let me have her lil male dog Gizmo.  I'm glad I refused because mom said that Gizmo had a stroke of some sort recently.  I dont want another house dog unless it is trained or I can train it myself.  I also want to get a pen to put it in when I'm at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-6433244320764941217?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6433244320764941217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=6433244320764941217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/6433244320764941217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/6433244320764941217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/08/update-august-2008.html' title='Update August 2008'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-4974950461050141077</id><published>2008-08-20T09:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T09:18:32.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jyason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SCnxvy4uljI/AAAAAAAAADM/48PRb9GrPI4/s400/3rd+place+trophy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SCnxoi4uliI/AAAAAAAAADE/O_4L_WagCUk/s1600-h/3+out+of+504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199952923637749282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SCnxoi4uliI/AAAAAAAAADE/O_4L_WagCUk/s400/3+out+of+504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-3893087312611106544?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3893087312611106544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=3893087312611106544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/3893087312611106544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/3893087312611106544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/05/3rd-of-504.html' title='3rd of 504'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FLWMDzhFwrA/SCnxvy4uljI/AAAAAAAAADM/48PRb9GrPI4/s72-c/3rd+place+trophy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-115904204988626517</id><published>2006-09-23T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T19:05:48.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/607/1177/1600/us_lit_closeradar_plus_usen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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How is your day going?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-115904204988626517?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/115904204988626517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=115904204988626517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115904204988626517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115904204988626517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-day.html' title='My Day'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-115888650847430057</id><published>2006-09-21T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T19:55:08.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Story about Davy Warwick</title><content type='html'>Songwriter who penned 9-11 tribute dies Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By JACK STALLARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, September 12, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many Americans, Davy Warwick was moved to tears when planes crashed into the twin towers of the World Trade Center in New York City on Sept. 11, 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warwick, a late-budding songwriter who was 75 when the terrorists attacks happened, sat down and put his thoughts to words. His song "Angels Wings to Fly" wound up in the Library of Congress — one of 278 pieces chosen to be exhibited by the library relating to the events surrounding 911.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He wasn't a veteran. He was an American," Toni Gebhardt said of her grandfather, who died Monday at the age of 80 — five years to the day after the attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He was really moved by the tragedy and that so many lives were lost. He was moved, and he wanted to memorialize it in some way. He was a ceramic mold maker, and he used to drive the roads a lot listening to music. He always said he could write a song, and he did."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poems, songs, artworks and music poured in during the days and months after the attacks. From those tens of thousands of items, the Library of Congress selected less than 300 to be exhibited. Warwick, in a story published by the Longview News-Journal in 2002, said, "It took me 76 years to make my mark on this world, but I have done it now. This is something that does not happen every day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warwick's wife died in January, and while he and family members waited in the emergency room at a local hospital, he fell ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They found a mass on his lung that day, and we found out he had terminal lung cancer," Gebhardt said. "We were hit double hard that day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warwick died at his residence in Overton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We kind of thought it was ironic but a little bit fitting," his daughter, Patricia Hill, said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hill said her father simply felt he needed to do something to memorialize those who lost their lives on Sept. 11, 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The song was mostly dedicated to the firemen and the policemen who went into those buildings and knew they were risking their lives," Hill said. "He dedicated it to them. It was mostly about them, as well as just the terrible feeling people had watching this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song flowed from Warwick's heart to his pen quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I remember the (writing) process," she said. "It came to him quickly. He just felt it. He didn't start his song-writing career until he was in his 70s, and he was really heavy into it at that time. When he watched the news that day, he had a vision, sat down and wrote about it. He felt it deeply, and he said he cried while writing it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-115888650847430057?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/115888650847430057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=115888650847430057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115888650847430057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115888650847430057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/09/story-about-davy-warwick.html' title='Story about Davy Warwick'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-115888643203832778</id><published>2006-09-21T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T19:53:52.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Davy Warwick's Obit (Grandpa)</title><content type='html'>Warwick, Davy  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;OVERTON -- Services for Davy Warwick, 80, of Overton, will be 2 p.m. Wednesday, September 13, 2006, at Cottle-Pearson Funeral Home Chapel of Overton, with the Rev. Bill Baker officiating. Private burial will be in Rusk County Memorial Gardens of Henderson. Mr. Warwick died September 11, 2006, at his residence. Born May 30, 1926, in Columbia, Mo., he was a renowned songwriter, carpenter, architectural designer of homes, manufacturer of ceramic molds, and member of Calvary Baptist Church. Survivors include his sons, Jim Warwick and Scott Warwick; daughters, Pat Hill, and Joan Warwick; and sisters, Lila Elizabeth Ramer and Pauline Nosler. On line registration of condolences are available at www.cottlefuneralhome.com.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Published in the Longview News-Journal on 9/12/2006.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-115888643203832778?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/115888643203832778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=115888643203832778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115888643203832778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115888643203832778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/09/davy-warwicks-obit-grandpa.html' title='Davy Warwick&apos;s Obit (Grandpa)'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-115791617809327387</id><published>2006-09-10T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T14:22:58.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Tis Sunday September 10, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car is in the shop with a broken motor mount, water pump, both radiator hoses, and a heater hose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carried the Marvell Mustangs to Earle Friday night but we lost.  Earle scored many times but we only scored once.  While there some service had free hotdogs, chips, cookies, bottled water.  I cut half into my pinkie finger with my pocket knife after opening a tough packet of mustard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a huge infection on my left side under my arm that finally broke.  Pus shot out like a water hose all over the wall.  I'm glad it broke I was getting worried.  I have some antibiotics but I think I need a different kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my first check from Alternatives last week.  $11oo ish for 3 weeks work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-115791617809327387?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/115791617809327387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=115791617809327387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115791617809327387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115791617809327387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-115395554353304859</id><published>2006-07-26T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T18:12:23.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/myscreen.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/myscreen.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my screen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-115395554353304859?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/115395554353304859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=115395554353304859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115395554353304859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115395554353304859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-screen.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-115290236368087185</id><published>2006-07-14T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T13:39:23.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cell Phone vs. Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would happen if you treated your Bible like you treat your&lt;br /&gt;cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you carried it around in your purse or pocket?&lt;br /&gt;What if you turned back to go get it if you forgot it?&lt;br /&gt;What if you flipped through it several times a day?&lt;br /&gt;What if you used it to receive messages from the text?&lt;br /&gt;What if you treated it like you couldn't live without it?&lt;br /&gt;What if you gave it to your kids as gifts?&lt;br /&gt;What if you used it as you traveled?&lt;br /&gt;What if you used it in case of an emergency?&lt;br /&gt;What if you bought a new one because the old one was worn out and tattered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know where your Bible is right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike your cell phone, you don't ever have to&lt;br /&gt;worry about your Bible being disconnected, because Jesus already paid your&lt;br /&gt;bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-115290236368087185?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/115290236368087185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=115290236368087185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115290236368087185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115290236368087185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/07/cell-phone-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-115039961041161102</id><published>2006-06-15T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T14:26:50.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay got a paycheck today.  I also got my contract for next year's driving.  Yay.  Hmm maybe a little poker tomorrow night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-115039961041161102?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/115039961041161102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=115039961041161102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115039961041161102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115039961041161102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/06/yay-got-paycheck-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-115039572948674602</id><published>2006-06-15T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T13:22:09.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Jun 14, 2006, at 8:01 AM, Jason Adams wrote:&lt;br /&gt;Taking a lady to bed.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the difference between girls/women &lt;br /&gt;aged: 8, 18, 28, 38, 48, 58. 68, and 78 ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8 -- You take her to bed and tell her a story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 18 -- You tell her a story and take her to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 28 -- You don't need to tell her a story to take her to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 38 -- She tells you a story and takes you to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 48 -- She tells you a story to avoid going to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 58 -- You stay in bed to avoid her story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 68 -- If you take her to bed, that'll be a story! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 78 -- What story??? What bed??? Who the hell are you???&lt;br /&gt;JASON, I REALLY LAUGHED AT THIS ONE... AND GUESS WHAT.... I AM 72 AND I STILL WANT SEX ALL THE TIME... IS THERE SOMETHING WORNG WITH ME???? MY PROBLEM IS MY HUBBY CAN NOT DO A THING ANYMORE.... SO FRUSTRATED......&lt;br /&gt;On Jun 15, 2006, at 8:59 AM, Jason Adams wrote:&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Jean, &lt;br /&gt;I'm 37 and I want sex all the time too except that I'm not married and have no one to "be" with. I've often thought about havin a fling or a one nighter but I'm just not wired that way. I want one woman for life. &lt;br /&gt;Viagra doesnt work on your hubby? &lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JASON, I AM SO HAPPY YOU ARE A GOOD MAN THERE... I JUST WANT TO TELL YOU ALSO THAT YOU WILL FIND THE RIGHT ONE IN GODS OWN TIME... IT WILL BE THE BEST EVER THEN FOR YOU.... AND I WAS JUST TELLING YOU HOW I FEEL HERE , BUT LET ME ALSO REMIND YOU THAT THERE IS NO WAY IN THE WORLD I WOULD EVER GET WITH ANOTHER MAN AS LONG AS MY HUSBAND IS STILL LIVING HERE... I AM NOT THAT WAY.. BUT SOMETIMES MY THOUGHTS GO WILD... BUT AS LONG AS THEY ARE JUST THOUGHTS.... ALSO VIAGRA WILL NOT HELP HIM AT ALL... HE TRIED THEM A FEW YEARS AGO... BUT THIS CANCEWR IS WHAT IS SO DANGEROUS TO A MANS ORGANS THERE.... THAT IS WHY I CAUTION YOU TO MAKE SURE YOU GET YOURSELF TESTED EVERY YEAR... AT LEAST WHEN YOU TURN 40....... &lt;br /&gt;BARBARA JEAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-115039572948674602?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/115039572948674602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=115039572948674602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115039572948674602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115039572948674602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/06/on-jun-14-2006-at-801-am-jason-adams.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-115012871756613563</id><published>2006-06-12T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T11:11:57.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/road.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/road.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cute photo sent by Barbara Jean...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-115012871756613563?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/115012871756613563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=115012871756613563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115012871756613563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/115012871756613563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/06/cute-photo-sent-by-barbara-jean.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114962101201925750</id><published>2006-06-06T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T14:10:12.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/DSCF0012.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/DSCF0012.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dogs are soooo silly.  I've seen them out in the field chasing butterflies, chasing the mail man, chasing the water man, chasing each other.  I've seen Sasha playing with ants and flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114962101201925750?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114962101201925750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114962101201925750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114962101201925750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114962101201925750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-dogs-are-soooo-silly.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114962084354927001</id><published>2006-06-06T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T14:07:23.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/DSCF0005.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/DSCF0005.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114962084354927001?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114962084354927001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114962084354927001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114962084354927001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114962084354927001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/06/silly-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114962075376006514</id><published>2006-06-06T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T14:05:53.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/DSCF0004.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/DSCF0004.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil boy and Lil gurl.  The one standing is the boy.  He is sooooo sensitive.  Like me I guess.  He has great empathetic eyes and manner.  The one laying down just wants to eat.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114962075376006514?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114962075376006514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114962075376006514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114962075376006514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114962075376006514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/06/lil-boy-and-lil-gurl.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114962053039263498</id><published>2006-06-06T14:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T14:02:10.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/DSCF0002.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/DSCF0002.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how my day went Monday.  Had a flat, had to replace two front tires.  Glad I had some spare money.  I have no idea how this tire got so warped.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114962053039263498?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114962053039263498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114962053039263498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114962053039263498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114962053039263498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-how-my-day-went-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114962039848976040</id><published>2006-06-06T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T13:59:58.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/DSCF0001.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/DSCF0001.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two bushes are flowering in the yard.  A cousin stopped by and asked if I wanted to put Roundup on the weeds to kill them.  I said no.  I like my flowers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114962039848976040?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114962039848976040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114962039848976040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114962039848976040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114962039848976040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-two-bushes-are-flowering-in-yard.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114938575446183563</id><published>2006-06-03T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T20:49:14.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to the casino last night.  The Isle of Capri in Lula Mississippi.  I started playing 3-6 Texas Hold-em all night.  I doubled my money to $200 and took a break to eat.  They had a very good seafood buffet.  There was a moderately long line so I asked a single older lady in front of me if she'd like to sit together.  She did and we conversated.  She was from my hometown but was living/working in Little Rock.  She had drove down to look after her elderly aunt.  She was a dainty eater to have forked over $20.  She left and I had just finished one plate of catfish, rice with gumbo,water, baked new potatoes so when my waitress came over I offered the seat for someone else to eat.  I went and got some crablegs with butter and shrimp and had just cracked one that exploded all over me when a young gentleman came over to sit.  He went and got his crablegs and we sat and ate with occasionally conversation to a side table with an elderly couple.  We both play online poker.  He was from Miami but living in Little Rock.  His nick is notmyproblem at pokerroom.com.  I finished my shrimp and crablegs and went back with the $80 I had won.  I got sleepy and made bad calls and ended up losing it back. I Ieft a little after 12 am having had fun and a free meal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114938575446183563?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114938575446183563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114938575446183563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114938575446183563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114938575446183563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-went-to-casino-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114938488836114975</id><published>2006-06-03T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T20:34:48.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/DSCF0029.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/DSCF0029.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave all three of them a bath today... they were as skittish of the cold water as I was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114938488836114975?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114938488836114975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114938488836114975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114938488836114975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114938488836114975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-gave-all-three-of-them-bath-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114938482506576534</id><published>2006-06-03T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T20:33:45.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/DSCF0005.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/DSCF0005.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114938482506576534?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114938482506576534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114938482506576534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114938482506576534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114938482506576534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/06/little-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114938476664149176</id><published>2006-06-03T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T20:32:46.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/DSCF0018.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/DSCF0018.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big girl... I call her Sasha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114938476664149176?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114938476664149176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114938476664149176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114938476664149176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114938476664149176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-big-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114938468053330273</id><published>2006-06-03T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T20:31:20.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/DSCF0021.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/DSCF0021.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent named it yet.. she's one of two girls I have... I called her Little Girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114938468053330273?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114938468053330273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114938468053330273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114938468053330273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114938468053330273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-havent-named-it-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114938455309126413</id><published>2006-06-03T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T20:29:13.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/DSCF0022.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/DSCF0022.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my 3 dogs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114938455309126413?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114938455309126413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114938455309126413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114938455309126413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114938455309126413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/06/two-of-my-3-dogs.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114904110080141512</id><published>2006-05-30T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T21:05:00.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things I have learned living in ARKANSAS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Possums sleep in the middle of the road with their feet in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There are 5,000 types of snakes and 4,998 live in ARKANSAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There are 10,000 types of spiders. All 10,000 live in ARKANSAS plus a couple no one's seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If it grows, it sticks; if it crawls, it bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Onced and twiced are words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. It is not a shopping cart; it is a buggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Fire ants consider your flesh as a picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. People actually grow and eat okra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Fixinto is one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. There is no such thing as "lunch". There is only dinner and then there is supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Ice tea is appropriate for all meals and you start drinking it when you're two. We do like a little tea with our sugar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Backards and forwards means "I know everything about you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Jeet? is actually a phrase meaning "Did you eat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You don't have to wear a watch because it doesn't matter what time it is. You work until you' re done or it's too dark to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You don't PUSH buttons, you MASH them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW YOUR FROM ARKANSAS IF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You measure distance in minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You've ever had to switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You use "fix" as a verb. Example: "I'm fixing to go to the store "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. All the festivals across the state are named after a fruit, vegetable, grain, insect or animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You install security lights on your house and garage and leave both unlocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You know what a "DAWG" is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You carry jumper cables in your car...for your OWN car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You only own four spices: salt, pepper, Tabasco and ketchup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The local papers cover national and international news on one page but require 6 pages for local gossip and sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You think that the first day of deer season is a national holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You find 100 degrees Fahrenheit "a little warm".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. You know all four seasons: Almost Summer, Summer, still Summer and Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. You know whether another ARKIE is from , north or south as soon as they open their mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Going to Wal-mart is a favorite past time known as "goin' Wal-martin" or "off to Wally World".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You describe the first cool snap (below 70 degrees) as good pinto-bean weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A carbonated soft drink isn't a soda, cola or pop..it's a Coke, regardless of brand or flavor. Example: "What kinda coke you want?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Fried catfish is the other white meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. We don't need no stinking driver's ed....if our mama says we can drive, we can drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114904110080141512?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114904110080141512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114904110080141512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114904110080141512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114904110080141512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/05/things-i-have-learned-living-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114886686881862076</id><published>2006-05-28T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T20:41:08.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/bluegill.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/bluegill.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to mom's apartment today.  I had bought a ham yesterday to cook for Memorial Day.  I cooked her some and tried to plan a little for tomorrow (Memorial Day).  I wanted to get one of the little oblong hams to cook with some brown sugar and pineapple but because they were so expensive ended up getting a bone-in shank ham.  We slice pieces off and pan fry it.  I thought about making some chicken and dressing tomorrow but with the heat so bad I may not.   Our school season ends Thursday but we are having summer school so expenses won't be soo bad for the summer.  After I left mom's I went fishing.  I caught only a single bluegill... not enough for a meal so I let it go back.  Now I'm playing Materia Magica, watching Gladiator, frying some pork chops, drinking some water, and setting under a fan trying to keep cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114886686881862076?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114886686881862076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114886686881862076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114886686881862076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114886686881862076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-went-to-moms-apartment-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114886630131140245</id><published>2006-05-28T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T20:31:41.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/DSCF0004.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/DSCF0004.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly some nice pink flowers growing in the foreground of an old house that was the beginning of this lot.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114886630131140245?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114886630131140245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114886630131140245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114886630131140245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114886630131140245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-lastly-some-nice-pink-flowers.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114886617470050199</id><published>2006-05-28T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T20:29:34.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/DSCF0003.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/DSCF0003.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The side view from my yard.  The flowers are very small white flowers that are growing hither and yon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114886617470050199?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114886617470050199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114886617470050199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114886617470050199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114886617470050199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/05/side-view-from-my-yard.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114886604121610232</id><published>2006-05-28T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T20:27:21.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/DSCF0002.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/DSCF0002.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some nice orange flowers near my mailbox.  You can see how high my grass is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114886604121610232?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114886604121610232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114886604121610232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114886604121610232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114886604121610232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/05/some-nice-orange-flowers-near-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114886594143824945</id><published>2006-05-28T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T20:25:41.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/DSCF0001.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/DSCF0001.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice cactus in my yard is blooming.  I havent mowed the grass around it because I was thinking of setting up an electric fence and getting a couple of goats and maybe a calf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114886594143824945?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114886594143824945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114886594143824945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114886594143824945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114886594143824945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/05/nice-cactus-in-my-yard-is-blooming.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114874979797459019</id><published>2006-05-27T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T12:09:57.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hadnt been out in a while so I treated myself to dinner and a movie last night.  I went to the Ameca mexican restaurant in Forrest City, Arkansas and the food was sooooo good.  I had the Poblanos with the customary chip and dip and some added cheese dip.  Poblanos was two huge peppers stuffed with cheese and fried served with refried beans topped with drizzled cheese and rice.  The food opened my sinus's but that is what it is supposed to do.  I had fruit punch as a drink.  I highly recommend Ameca.  After the food I went over to the Broadway Cinema to see X-men 3 (http://www.x-menthelaststand.com/).  The movie was enjoyable and had some surprises in it.  I was disappointed with the Phoenix.  For someone who could do anything she didn't do very much at all and I wished they had scripted her better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114874979797459019?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114874979797459019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114874979797459019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114874979797459019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114874979797459019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-hadnt-been-out-in-while-so-i-treated.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114874927210593431</id><published>2006-05-27T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T12:01:12.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went over to the casino (http://www.tunica-ms.com/isle_of_capri_lula.htm) to play some poker.  I won $140 which bought my lil lawnmower and some gas and oil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114874927210593431?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114874927210593431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114874927210593431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114874927210593431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114874927210593431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-went-over-to-casino-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-114874906645372033</id><published>2006-05-27T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T11:57:46.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I logged in so here goes.  It's the end of May and it's hot.  The school year is ending next week with summer school starting around the 6-7th.  Mom is doing well.  I'm working for her 2 hours a day through Independent Choices but may switch to Alternatives if we can get it approved.  Then I can do up to 8 hours a day at $8 an hour.  My lil trailer is doing well.  My toilet is stopped up at the moment... so gross.  The yard is partly mowed and I finally got the water leak fixed and got a screen door to keep out the flies.  My cactus is blooming as well as some other flowers in the yard which I need to post some pics of as well as my dogs.  I'm intending to set up an electric fence and putting a couple goats and a calf on this grass.  I also want to get some rabbits, quail, chickens, maybe a turkey and pair of ducks.  I've been batting around setting up a pig sty in the back corner in my mind.  Seems weird to be wanting a country life when all around me is modern technology.  I don't know what to say.  I like it in the country.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-114874906645372033?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/114874906645372033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=114874906645372033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114874906645372033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/114874906645372033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-been-while-since-i-logged-in-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113880690332758190</id><published>2006-02-01T09:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T09:15:03.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/1708th.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/1708th.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three kings against a flush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113880690332758190?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113880690332758190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113880690332758190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113880690332758190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113880690332758190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/02/three-kings-against-flush.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113865380167120070</id><published>2006-01-30T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T14:43:21.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/1624th.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/1624th.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to work. :(.  I kept going all in until I lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113865380167120070?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113865380167120070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113865380167120070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113865380167120070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113865380167120070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-had-to-go-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113864098473635684</id><published>2006-01-30T11:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T11:09:44.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/69th.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/69th.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little better today.  I nursed a small stack and could have done better but obviously didn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113864098473635684?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113864098473635684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113864098473635684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113864098473635684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113864098473635684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/01/little-better-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113850510923715710</id><published>2006-01-28T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T21:25:09.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/291st.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/291st.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placed 291st.  Not too shabby.  Had 4 k in chips and went all in with a pair of 7's and a pair of 3's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113850510923715710?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113850510923715710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113850510923715710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113850510923715710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113850510923715710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/01/placed-291st.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113850354721051179</id><published>2006-01-28T20:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T20:59:07.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/Prize%20Pool.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/Prize%20Pool.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how well I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113850354721051179?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113850354721051179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113850354721051179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113850354721051179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113850354721051179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/01/see-how-well-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113850354114769172</id><published>2006-01-28T20:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T20:59:01.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/2148th.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/2148th.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tournament yesterday... not so well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113850354114769172?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113850354114769172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113850354114769172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113850354114769172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113850354114769172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-tournament-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113841472451638606</id><published>2006-01-27T20:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T20:20:40.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/36th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/36th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36th out of 2800 that is. What can I say. All in with 42 k. He drew the river... sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113841472451638606?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113841472451638606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113841472451638606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113841472451638606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113841472451638606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/01/36th-out-of-2800-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113840379109486021</id><published>2006-01-27T17:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T17:16:31.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/Prize%20Pool.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/Prize%20Pool.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing how well I will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113840379109486021?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113840379109486021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113840379109486021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113840379109486021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113840379109486021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/01/seeing-how-well-i-will-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113838385288145550</id><published>2006-01-27T11:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T11:44:12.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/tatyana3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/tatyana3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatyana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113838385288145550?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113838385288145550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113838385288145550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113838385288145550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113838385288145550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/01/tatyana.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113795102648628361</id><published>2006-01-22T11:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T11:30:26.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grandma has been in the hospital several times recently as she isn't getting enough oxygen in her blood and her blood pressure has been acting up I think.  Mom is put off because no one who made the decision to put Grandma in the nursing home talked with her.  Mom hates the idea of seeing Grandma being put in a home and I guess I do as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113795102648628361?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113795102648628361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113795102648628361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113795102648628361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113795102648628361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/01/grandma-has-been-in-hospital-several.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113795069091675295</id><published>2006-01-22T11:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T11:24:50.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got news from mom last week that my aunt and uncles have decided to put my Grandmother in a nursing home either beginning in February or March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113795069091675295?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113795069091675295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113795069091675295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113795069091675295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113795069091675295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-got-news-from-mom-last-week-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113795004228117637</id><published>2006-01-22T11:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T11:14:02.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up sad this morning.  I was thinking of a little puppy I had picked up a couple of weeks ago.  I was headed to my trailer near dark and a little puppy was running down the road in front of my car.  I stopped and picked it up and it was so gross.  It had scabs everywhere, pus in its eyes, sores on it nose, it was so skinny it's fur was in wrinkles on it's head.  I had bought some chicken and fries from the store for supper but felt bad for the pup so I gave most of it to him.  He finished eating and then climbed on the seat by me and then nuzzled up under my arm seeking attention.  He was so nasty that I wanted to push him away but he was so pathetic that I wanted to hold him.  I didn't push him away or hold him.  I remained neutral I guess.  We arrived at my home and I got him some water which he drank thirstily.  I went inside and eventually he climbed inside and then found some clothes I had left on the floor and he promptly laid on them.  I say he but I'm not sure if it was a boy or girl.  I never looked.  I couldn't stay as it was the holiday and I was just checking on my trailer.  As I left the pup began wondering around the yard moaning.  Unfortunately I didn't have the gas or money to go back for a few days to check on him.  I was staying with mom and she could not have pets in or around her apartment.  There is no animal shelter nearby.  When I did go back I found him.  He was curled up under a table in my yard dead.  This made me so sad.  I still think of it.  I think it would make a good painting if I can remember the details of him being curled up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113795004228117637?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113795004228117637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113795004228117637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113795004228117637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113795004228117637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-woke-up-sad-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113771714029958673</id><published>2006-01-19T18:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T18:32:20.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/Tatyana.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/Tatyana.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatyana from Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113771714029958673?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113771714029958673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113771714029958673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113771714029958673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113771714029958673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/01/tatyana-from-russiabelieve-in-jesus.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113771672318884108</id><published>2006-01-19T18:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T18:25:23.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/amandatapping.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/amandatapping.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Tapping... Stargate SG1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113771672318884108?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113771672318884108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113771672318884108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113771672318884108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113771672318884108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2006/01/amanda-tapping.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-113762920869541303</id><published>2006-01-18T18:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T18:06:49.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/320/lost.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/15/6194/400/lost.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113762920869541303?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' 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#000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/deer%20feeder1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deer feeder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-113000871579604492?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/113000871579604492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=113000871579604492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113000871579604492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/113000871579604492'/><link rel='alternate' 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for her and me. I fried some pork chops, cooked some potatoes with onion and butter, and cooked some cut green beans. Mom has had a bad headache a couple of days and has slept all day. I feel miserable myself with a swollen chin. The days are dark so early now that it depresses me some also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-112907442212306151?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112907442212306151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=112907442212306151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112907442212306151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112907442212306151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/10/anyway-since-i-wasnt-working-i-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-112907418134396102</id><published>2005-10-11T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T18:43:01.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/eye_of_god1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/eye_of_god1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I didn't go to work.  I had an ingrown hair on my chin that shrunk back into the skin when I tried to remove it.  I kept squeezing it and it became infected.  Now I have a huge boil there.  I was going to go to the doctor for some antibiotics but when I called my aunt from whom I'm renting the trailer she said her mom was going to send her some antibiotics and that I could have them.  I readily agreed saving me the cost of the office visit and medicine.  Anyway I got the medicine and am taking it.  The boil is oozing infection out of it and I have squeezed it more and it is quite nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-112907418134396102?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112907418134396102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=112907418134396102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112907418134396102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112907418134396102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-i-didnt-go-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-112907380011687263</id><published>2005-10-11T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T18:36:40.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/jasoncompile.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stages of Life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-112907380011687263?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112907380011687263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=112907380011687263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112907380011687263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112907380011687263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/10/stages-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-112907373582127097</id><published>2005-10-11T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T18:35:35.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My name is Jason Adams. I'm a Christian. I'm a white male, 37 years old, tall, fat, moderately good looking. I've included a photo of me. Currently I worked for a construction company as a truck driver. I drive a belly dump truck hauling sand and dirt to build a two lane road edition to the two lane already running through my hometown. I usually work 10 hours a day Monday-Friday except for when it rains. Saturday and Sunday are usually free days for me. &lt;br /&gt;In my free time at nights I watch a lot of tv, type emails on my computer, play games, sometimes have a drink of alcohol. I like the tv shows Mash, Stargate SG-1, the news. For movies I like Lost in Translation, the Fifth Element, the Postman, the Hulk, Spider-man, Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. &lt;br /&gt;My mother is going blind with retinitis pigmentosa and I cook meals for her, read her the newspaper, help keep her meds straight. We argue sometimes but it's been a joy to be home taking care of her needs. &lt;br /&gt;I'm a fair cook. Give me a fire, a pan, and some oil and I can fry almost anything. It's contributed to my being a large man. &lt;br /&gt;I live about 8 hours from New Orleans but it's almost like being in another country for me. All of my needs are met within a 20 minute drive (15-20 miles) and I rarely have to go farther than that for anything. I did meet several survivors of the New Orleans flood who had family living here in my home town. O I live in Marvell Arkansas... a small town near Helena which is in east central Arkansas by the Mississippi River. &lt;br /&gt;I may be changing jobs in the near future. I worked as a houseparent for teen boys for 5 years for a Christian facility and am working on seeing if they would hire me as a weekend relief worker for their staff. &lt;br /&gt;I own and drive a 1994 Forest Green Ford Taurus. It's hit two deer and has the side smashed in and half a front bumper. The interior is great and the engine is in good shape and it runs well so I'll keep it for a while. It's paid for which is a great bonus for me. &lt;br /&gt;I've got a digital camera that I was taking to work. The dirt and sand messed it up so I can't tell what my photos look like until I get home to my computer. If there is something I talk about that you'd like a photo of tell me and I'll try to take it for you. &lt;br /&gt;I've rambled enough maybe. Tell me of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-112907373582127097?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112907373582127097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=112907373582127097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112907373582127097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112907373582127097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-name-is-jason-adams.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-112907369116796131</id><published>2005-10-11T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T18:34:51.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things are well here. I've moved into my small trailer. It is cozy, quiet, and in the countryside. I spent the week and weekend fixing this and that and making it more livable. &lt;br /&gt;I just heard on the news about the earthquake in Pakistan. I have a friend there and I hope he and his family have survived and are doing good. I also have a couple of friends in India also hit by the earthquake. I don't think they live so far north but I'm not good on geography either. &lt;http://www.abcnews.com&gt; has video and photos of the earthquake. I was so very sad to hear about all the children that died and/or were injured in the schools. &lt;br /&gt;This weekend was our annual street fair named the King Biscuit Blues Festival. We have blues artists come to perform as well as vendors and street markets. Everyone goes from the surrounding area to meet old friends and see if we know anyone else there. I took mom Friday night. I didn't see anyone that I knew. We ate bbq, catfish, soup, and corn and wandered up and down the street. As with a lot of things here the festival wasn't as good as it was in the past. It was only three blocks long whereas the last time I went it was 7 blocks long on two streets. I've included a photo of this years festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-112907369116796131?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112907369116796131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=112907369116796131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112907369116796131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112907369116796131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/10/things-are-well-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-112052825681190870</id><published>2005-07-04T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T20:50:56.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/milkywayband_gleason_big.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/milkywayband_gleason_big.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milky way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-112052825681190870?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112052825681190870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=112052825681190870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112052825681190870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112052825681190870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/07/milky-waybelieve-in-jesus-christ.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-112022322451095388</id><published>2005-07-01T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T08:07:04.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, it's Friday morning and it's raining.  I can't drive a dirt truck in the rain so today is a free day.  Made my first bannock last night.  Had a texture and taste similar to Grandma's biscuits so I was very pleased.  Ate some sausage and eggs with left over bannock this morning.  I'm going to clean the trailer I'm renting from Aunt Donna today.  Mom gets her disability check so I'm waiting for her to get the check cashed and get situated.  Milliard has to go to Little Rock to check to see if he has cancer.  They are doing a biopsie (sp) today.  This is a three day weekend for the 4th of July.  I'm going to BBQ some ribs for mom I suppose Sunday or Monday.  Today is payday so I'm anxious to see what pay I get for my 55 hours last week.  I'm working for Alan and Shannon (kin folk).  Shannon is from the Witson family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-112022322451095388?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112022322451095388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=112022322451095388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112022322451095388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112022322451095388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/07/yay-its-friday-morning-and-its-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-112022264203804115</id><published>2005-07-01T07:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T07:57:22.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/Shady%20Relief%20from%20100%20Degree%20Heat.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/Shady%20Relief%20from%20100%20Degree%20Heat.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relief from 100 degree heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-112022264203804115?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112022264203804115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=112022264203804115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112022264203804115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112022264203804115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/07/relief-from-100-degree-heat.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-112022262120716784</id><published>2005-07-01T07:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T07:57:01.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/Thursdays%20Morning%20View.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/Thursdays%20Morning%20View.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Morning View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-112022262120716784?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112022262120716784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=112022262120716784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112022262120716784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112022262120716784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/07/thursday-morning-viewbelieve-in-jesus.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-112022257695412068</id><published>2005-07-01T07:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T07:56:16.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/My%20Entertainment%20System.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/My%20Entertainment%20System.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entertainment system&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-112022257695412068?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112022257695412068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=112022257695412068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112022257695412068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112022257695412068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-entertainment-systembelieve-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-112022253503453421</id><published>2005-07-01T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T07:55:35.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/Dreaming%20of%20Bass.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/Dreaming%20of%20Bass.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of Bass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-112022253503453421?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/112022253503453421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=112022253503453421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112022253503453421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/112022253503453421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/07/dreaming-of-bassbelieve-in-jesus.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-111975650542485359</id><published>2005-06-25T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T22:28:25.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/fridays%20view.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/fridays%20view.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about working on Friday perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-111975650542485359?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111975650542485359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=111975650542485359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111975650542485359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111975650542485359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/06/best-thing-about-working-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-111975647824660896</id><published>2005-06-25T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T22:27:59.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/coon%20tracks.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/coon%20tracks.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A coon has been casing my work area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-111975647824660896?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111975647824660896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=111975647824660896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111975647824660896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111975647824660896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/06/coon-has-been-casing-my-work-area.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-111931456155511454</id><published>2005-06-20T19:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T19:42:41.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/playing%20in%20the%20dirt.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/playing%20in%20the%20dirt.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditch digging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-111931456155511454?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111931456155511454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=111931456155511454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111931456155511454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111931456155511454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/06/ditch-digging.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-111931453935877370</id><published>2005-06-20T19:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T19:42:19.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/My%20day%20begins1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/My%20day%20begins1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-111931453935877370?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111931453935877370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=111931453935877370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111931453935877370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111931453935877370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-day-begins.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-111931452054973732</id><published>2005-06-20T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T19:42:00.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/dirty%20windshield%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/dirty%20windshield%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-111931452054973732?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111931452054973732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=111931452054973732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111931452054973732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111931452054973732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/06/big-arm.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-111931448693370462</id><published>2005-06-20T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T19:41:26.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/dirty%20windshield.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/dirty%20windshield.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirt Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-111931448693370462?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111931448693370462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=111931448693370462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111931448693370462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111931448693370462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/06/dirt-workbelieve-in-jesus-christ.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-111931442641197111</id><published>2005-06-20T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T19:40:26.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/hot%20outside.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/400/hot%20outside.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Monday.  A lot of dirt and hot temperatures.  Nice water to cool off with.  The day wasn't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-111931442641197111?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111931442641197111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=111931442641197111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111931442641197111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111931442641197111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-111923044859548457</id><published>2005-06-19T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T20:20:48.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Rose Hip Oil is selling well.  I need to work on my websites while the money is flowing again.  I also hope to get a kennel running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13407737-111923044859548457?l=jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/111923044859548457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13407737&amp;postID=111923044859548457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111923044859548457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13407737/posts/default/111923044859548457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jasonslifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-rose-hip-oil-is-selling-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Glove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/15/6194/320/jasoncompile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13407737.post-111923023606457501</id><published>2005-06-19T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T20:17:16.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay.  I got new batteries for my camera today.  I had to go to my grandma's to wash clothes.  She was in great spirit.  She is recovering very very well.  Aunt Pat and Cousin Toni with her two kids came up from Texas to visit and help take care of her.  It was good to see them again although I don't think we said 5 words to each other past hello and good-bye.  Cindy Sparks was there with Katie.  Mike and Rosemary came to visit and to wish Pop a happy Father's day.  They mowed the yard while they were there.  I washed clothes and read some Anne McCafferey and nodded to the family folks here and there.  Mom cooked a pork roast but it had so much fat in it that it didn't come out right.  I cleaned the kitchen and then pulled the pork to use for BBQ.  I called Aunt Donna and asked her about renting a small trailer she has.  She said it would take a lot of cleaning and work.  O Pop has an old truck he wants to sell for $850.  I want a truck to put a boat in to go fishing and hunting so I said I would buy it.  Not much else happening.  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