<?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-8602672</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:08:46.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales from Scott Land</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-114503284528110531</id><published>2006-04-14T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T11:40:45.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things going on</title><content type='html'>Ok so I have had several people ask me to update this and/or yell at me about not updating this so this is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I have done lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started coaching baseball&lt;br /&gt;Went to Durango, CO for springbreak*awesome*&lt;br /&gt;Found an awesome church which just keeps getting better&lt;br /&gt;Signed my contract for next school year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the last week has been crazy and really all of April will be. Last Friday (4-7) I had a presentation to do on my first year of teaching. Most of you will know that means I really did most of the work on Thursday night. I ended up being up till three working on it and had to get up at 5 to drive to midland for the presentation. Other than lack of sleep though it went really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this week I think I might of found a job for the summer working at Camp War Eagle, that's right I might be in Arkansas for the summer which would be awesome since I think I would go insane here not having very many people to hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after we got out of school we(Jr class who I am class sponsor for) went and picked up some decorations for prom which is on the 29th of April. I am taking applications for a date so if your interested please send them to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other major thing going on is that on the 21-23 we are doing a community service project to clean and fix up the city park here in Paint Rock. We are really excited about this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's about all that is going on here which is plenty trust me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-114503284528110531?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/114503284528110531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=114503284528110531' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/114503284528110531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/114503284528110531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2006/04/things-going-on.html' title='Things going on'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-113469173132760581</id><published>2005-12-15T17:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T18:08:51.353-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Stranger, chronicles of Narnia</title><content type='html'>Hey my long lost blog. Since I have neglected you for like two months I thought I would say hi. I seriously doubt anyone reads you anymore but maybe some day. Any Lots has been going on here is Texas land. Tomorrow is is the last regular day of school. And Monday Tuesday, and Wenseday are final days. Its like they never want us to start Christmas break. Last weekend went to Abilene and made mom take me to dinner and I took her to see the chronicles Of Narnia. It was a awesome movie. Although I have two small complaints. One, the best line of the entire book is not in the movie. Very sad and disappointed about this. The line take place when the beavers are talking about Aslan for the first time, and the Kids ask if he is safe. Well the Beavers response is safe no, but he is good. Or some thing to that effect.(at least as far as I remember its been like 6 years since I have read it) As a Christian that is one of the best ways to describe Jesus and God, and has been a favorite line of mine since I came to realize that we are in a bigger battle. And I also think it applies because god does not always want for us to take the safe route in life. Safe is easy and kind of boring. Anyway back to my grips with the movie. The other major part I had a problem with and it really was not as big a deal is when the girls are walking with Aslan on his way to the great stone table. I remember there being some great dialogue in that scene and there was none at all in the movie. But I could be wrong let me know if I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I did last Saturday was take my final test for my Teacher Certification. I think it went really well but wont know for sure until like Jan 10th&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-113469173132760581?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/113469173132760581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=113469173132760581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/113469173132760581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/113469173132760581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-stranger-chronicles-of-narnia.html' title='Hello Stranger, chronicles of Narnia'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-112835623880991279</id><published>2005-10-02T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T11:17:18.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>October is here and its still 90+ degrees</title><content type='html'>Ok so I think the thing that I hate most about moving to Texas is that instead of 70 degree days we have 90 degree days. And last week 3 of the 5 days were 100 or close to it. It was stinking hot. Things are going pretty good. I had my first test on yesterday for being certified. It was the technology portion of the test. It was a 90 question test and I think I was the first one in the entire building finished. So I guess I am either really smart or really not. I will find out in about three weeks. This week is going to be crazy though. Its homecoming week for Paint Rock so we have dress up days everyday. It should be interesting. Then we have a bon fire on Thursday night and the football game on Friday. Hopefully we will win. Then after the game I think I am driving to Arkansas. I am really looking forward to the trip since it will be really good to see my friends and I will even get to go to the Grove on Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-112835623880991279?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/112835623880991279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=112835623880991279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112835623880991279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112835623880991279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/10/october-is-here-and-its-still-90.html' title='October is here and its still 90+ degrees'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-112733929489381369</id><published>2005-09-21T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T16:48:44.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHH</title><content type='html'>So I just typed this really random blog and it was all over the place and it suddenly disappeared. Basically it said I was stressed and all that good stuff. If you really want to know why ask me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-112733929489381369?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/112733929489381369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=112733929489381369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112733929489381369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112733929489381369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/09/ahhhhh.html' title='AHHHHH'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-112613963699278417</id><published>2005-09-07T19:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T19:33:56.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things you learn about your self</title><content type='html'>Ok so I went to a funeral this weekend, and I know this is really kind of morbid but it was really good. It was more of a type of celebration of his life and his ministry, and while I did not know him I am friends with his daughter. But I sat in the service wishing that I had know him and learned how to be a better man of God from him. Several people came up and spoke about how he had impacted their lives with his spiritual walk. How he always fled from evil, even the low grade stuff that most of us take for granted as just the way it has to be. How he treated every man in his ministry as a child of God, not one of race or addiction. He treated everyone the same. While I am sure most of us would wish to live our lives like that how many of us actually do. I think a lot of it was something I really needed to hear because I have really had a difficult last couple of months as far as relating to God. Which is just crazy because I really have not ever had a three months period of my life where I knew everything that happened was with him pushing it through. But since I have not been to church at all the last three months or so, once in July and once last weekend in Dallas, I have not heard or been reinforced in any way if that makes sense at all. I am trying a new church this weekend so hopefully it will be awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-112613963699278417?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/112613963699278417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=112613963699278417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112613963699278417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112613963699278417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/09/things-you-learn-about-your-self.html' title='Things you learn about your self'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-112568964108696687</id><published>2005-09-02T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T14:34:01.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disaster in the US</title><content type='html'>So I was kind of slow on the uptake this week about how bad things were in New Orleans. I did not find out about the flooding until Wenseday afternoon. I am just in utter shock about how bad it is. That a major city is all but closed for the next three to four months is just unheard of, at least here. And the whole area that was hit will probably have to be rebuilt from the beginning. I just wish there was something I could do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-112568964108696687?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/112568964108696687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=112568964108696687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112568964108696687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112568964108696687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/09/disaster-in-us.html' title='Disaster in the US'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-112560801102863933</id><published>2005-09-01T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T15:53:31.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterflies Abound</title><content type='html'>If I ever find my camera I will talk pictures of the mass of butterflies I get to walk through all the time at school. They just hover around this bush right outside my class room. Its like going to a place that has a butterfly house only its outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going pretty good down here in Texas. Hopefully it will start cooling off now that it is September. I am going to Dallas this weekend for a day or so. I found out yesterday that one of my friends dad died yesterday and they are having a service in Dallas. So pray for her and her Family. He has been sick for a while so it was something that they were expecting but it is always hard to lose a parent, or at least I would think it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the hardest thing about being a teacher is giving a test. Because when you give one you want to make it easy enough that they all pass and hard enough that its still challenging. Or maybe I just need to do a better job of preparing for the test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-112560801102863933?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/112560801102863933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=112560801102863933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112560801102863933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112560801102863933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/09/butterflies-abound.html' title='Butterflies Abound'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-112468125098137101</id><published>2005-08-21T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T22:27:30.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing dreams and Rainbows</title><content type='html'>Ok Well I have been working for almost a week as a teacher. And totally shocked at how hard it actually is and how many hours I have been putting in. I have been working way more than I ever had before at a job which if you know me is not saying to much. But it is also at least as rewarding as I thought it would be if not more so. And since I really don't have to many friends right now its actually a good think I am working like all the time. Living in West Texas is totally different than living in Northwest Arkansas, shocking I know. At the football game on Friday I could see for miles and miles in all directions since there are not to many hills in the way to block your view. This first week I lived in Paint Rock it rained all the time it was really shocking because rain in August really does not happen very often in this part of the state. But during all the rain I got to be as close to a rainbow as I have ever been. I actually saw where it met the ground and if it would not of been raining I would of looked for the pot of gold because it could not of been more than 100 feet from me. It was really cool, and one of the few times I did not have my camera. Anyway things are going really good other than this cold I picked up last night. Who gets colds in the summer time????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-112468125098137101?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/112468125098137101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=112468125098137101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112468125098137101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112468125098137101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/08/chasing-dreams-and-rainbows.html' title='Chasing dreams and Rainbows'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-112309277794133561</id><published>2005-08-03T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T13:12:57.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a JOB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6780/591/1600/paintrock.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6780/591/320/paintrock.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I finally got a job on Monday which was a great birthday present, which was the second. Anyway I got a job at Paint Rock ISD which is just outside of San Angelo. It is closer than it looks on the map. Ok well the star did not copy over but it is to the left of the lake in the middle. Its about an hour from abilene and I have to move again hopefully for the last time in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-112309277794133561?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/112309277794133561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=112309277794133561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112309277794133561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112309277794133561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-have-job.html' title='I have a JOB'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-112274127164576037</id><published>2005-07-30T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T11:34:31.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the places you go</title><content type='html'>Well another crazy month is almost over, and my birthday is just around the corner, yah. This month happened so fast. I started it in Arkansas for a week and that was really fun I had a good time with everyone I got to see. Then I had the longest drive of my life to Abilene in a uhaul truck. No cruise control and you cant go very fast in them dragging a car behind you and I left so late that I had to drive most of the night then had to stop and sleep somewhere because it was so late. Then finally got to Abilene just to unload my car and take a nap and drive to Midland for class the next day. Then since I did not have time to unload my Uhaul had to drive back to Abilene after class and unload it. Then get up really early for class the next day. Then had a pretty normal week. Got to make a bunch new friends since there were so many people in the class. So actually managed to stay in midland for the better part of two weeks. Then my mom called and said lets go to Sea World, I was like you want to go to San Antonio in July are you crazy? So last weekend went to sea world and it was really fun. Go see the Sea Lions they are so cool. Then this week I had to go to Dallas on Wenseday night for an interview Thursday morning, then drive back to midland for the last class of the summer. Yeah. Now today I have to move out of the Dorm Room I have called home for the last two months. I am getting pretty tired of moving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-112274127164576037?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/112274127164576037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=112274127164576037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112274127164576037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112274127164576037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-places-you-go.html' title='Oh the places you go'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-112018516016667560</id><published>2005-06-30T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T21:32:40.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of June</title><content type='html'>Well the end of June is here. Its been a crazy month, from moving on short notice to move to Midland, TX to trying to find a job anywhere in the state of Texas, harder than it sounds, to the class I took this last month. If you want to see what I have been doing the last month here is my webpage for class. &lt;a href="http://webdesign.esc18.net/forrester/index.htm"&gt;http://webdesign.esc18.net/forrester/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;. Its not much but we really did not have tons of time to work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on Saturday I am driving to Arkansas to pack and really say good bye to my friends since I really did not get a chance to do that when I left. Although it looks like a lot of people will be gone for the holiday. Part of me does not want to think that I left because I really liked it there. But sometimes you just have to move on. And as much as I liked it I have known for a while that is not where I am supposed to be. I did not really belong I guess. So that is a large part of why I left. I do plan on visiting though from time to time. I will really miss the ability to go out in Nature though. There is not a whole lot of places around here to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Day&lt;br /&gt;John Mayor Living it right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-112018516016667560?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/112018516016667560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=112018516016667560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112018516016667560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/112018516016667560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/06/end-of-june.html' title='The End of June'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-111902562519056149</id><published>2005-06-17T11:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T11:27:05.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrations of a New Computer</title><content type='html'>Well since I finally got a new computer, which is really nice by the way to have one again, I have one big complaint. Why the heck don't they come with anything on them. I am trying to apply for jobs and I cant do that because I don't have office. Not to mention all the other stuff I don't have anymore. So now I have to go and take all of my stuff with me to my mom's work to actually apply for these jobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-111902562519056149?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/111902562519056149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=111902562519056149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111902562519056149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111902562519056149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/06/frustrations-of-new-computer.html' title='Frustrations of a New Computer'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-111880337809566661</id><published>2005-06-14T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T21:42:58.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you are in Texas when</title><content type='html'>Ok so most of you probably don't know that I moved to Texas about a week or so ago. It was really fast move but everything has really worked out amazingly well. And today I finally bought a computer so now I have internet access again yeah. Anyway so the title of this post comes from Saturday when me and my Mom went to lunch and when we left we passed this guy riding a long horn steer through the parking lot that we were in, evidently there is a western clothing store next door to the restaurant we ate lunch at. It was the weirdest thing.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Class is going great, it is pretty much the same thing I did in college for my Major so that has made it kind of easy for me which has allowed me to help the other four people in the class. Now that I have a computer again I might get back to my twice weekly blog instead of my twice bimonthly updates. But I guess you will have to check back to see&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-111880337809566661?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/111880337809566661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=111880337809566661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111880337809566661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111880337809566661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-know-you-are-in-texas-when.html' title='You know you are in Texas when'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-111661101130169280</id><published>2005-05-20T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T21:35:26.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and My Geekyness</title><content type='html'>This is a tale so grand and so complex that it started Not to long ago in a town not to far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wenseday I drove to Tulsa with five of my friends to watch Starwars, Revenge of the Sith. All I can say about the Movie was Wow, Wow, and This is so cool. I kept saying this the whole movie. It should of been quite annoying to the three hundred other geeks in the theater but most of them were saying the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story. I left for tulsa at 6 pm to go and have diner at my favorite restaurant in the whole world. Texas Roadhouse. They Have the best Chicken Fried Steak on the planet. It was just Eli and I at diner since we had to take three cars for 5 people since we were all coming at different times to see the movie. Dinner was awesome and my friend Wes came and said hi because he was waiting in line at the movies down the street from us. Then we went to the theater around nine to wait in line luckily Dave and John were already in line for us. So we were only about a mile from the theater instead of three. We did get to go sit down around 9:45, or at least that's when the line started moving. We got to our seats around 10:15 or so, and had to wait until 12:01 for the movie to start. So during that time Eli and I decided to go to the lobby and we poured about $10 into this really retarded paintball shooting game. It was surprisingly fun, or maybe we were bored. Then we went back to standing in line for a drink at around 11:45 and evidently everyone and their dog had the same Idea so we had to go watch the movie before we got to the counter. You already know the movie was awesome so I will leave you with my favorite quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So uncivilized" Obi-wan talking about a blaster pistol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-111661101130169280?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/111661101130169280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=111661101130169280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111661101130169280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111661101130169280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/05/me-and-my-geekyness.html' title='Me and My Geekyness'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-111518692357356276</id><published>2005-05-04T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T18:22:08.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a long time</title><content type='html'>Ok so after my rather depressing last blog I obviously decided to stay away for a while. There has been a lot of stuff that has been going on that is probably not really blog appopriate what ever that means. But things have been getting better. Also since I killed my computer its not quite as easy to blog now. My biggest problem is I will think of a good blog then not have time to ever do anything with it. Anyway its time for bed because I have a ton of stuff to do tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with a song of the day though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost gone by cautioning Call, one of my all time faves other than their last CD which really was not good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-111518692357356276?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/111518692357356276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=111518692357356276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111518692357356276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111518692357356276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-been-long-time.html' title='Its been a long time'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-111107976442133914</id><published>2005-03-17T11:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T11:16:04.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If there was only a bridge</title><content type='html'>Ok so it has really been a fustrating week. I have not worked at all, so looking for a new job. Spilled gatorade on my laptop so that was a 700 dollar bottle of gatorade, I found out today, so needless to say I wont be blogging very often until its fixed. And since I am not working its not like I have $700 anyway.  On a brighter note Community group was really good and last night I went and had a brittney murphy movie marathon with my friends, it was actually an accident but we did. Oh and I did get tags for my car so that was like $400 as well this week. So I guess goodbye for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-111107976442133914?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/111107976442133914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=111107976442133914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111107976442133914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111107976442133914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/03/if-there-was-only-bridge_17.html' title='If there was only a bridge'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-111074189428815840</id><published>2005-03-13T13:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T13:24:54.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the places I have been</title><content type='html'>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bold&lt;/b&gt; the states you've been to, &lt;u&gt;underline&lt;/u&gt; the states you've lived in and &lt;i&gt;italicize&lt;/i&gt; the state you're in now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alabama&lt;/u&gt; / Alaska / &lt;b&gt;Arizona&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;i&gt;Arkansas&lt;/i&gt; / &lt;u&gt;California&lt;/u&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Colorado&lt;/b&gt; / Connecticut / Delaware / &lt;b&gt;Florida&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Georgia&lt;/b&gt; / Hawaii / &lt;b&gt;Idaho&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Illinois&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Indiana&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Iowa&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Kansas&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Kentucky&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Louisiana&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Maine&lt;/b&gt; / Maryland / Massachusetts / Michigan / &lt;b&gt;Minnesota&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Mississippi&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Missouri&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Montana&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Nebraska&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Nevada&lt;/b&gt; / New Hampshire / New Jersey / &lt;b&gt;New Mexico&lt;/b&gt; / New York / North Carolina / North Dakota / &lt;b&gt;Ohio&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Oklahoma&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Oregon&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Pennsylvania&lt;/b&gt; / Rhode Island / &lt;b&gt;South Carolina&lt;/b&gt; / South Dakota / &lt;b&gt;Tennessee&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;u&gt;Texas&lt;/u&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Utah&lt;/b&gt; / Vermont / Virginia / &lt;b&gt;Washington&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;West Virginia&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Wisconsin&lt;/b&gt; / &lt;b&gt;Wyoming&lt;/b&gt; / Washington D.C /&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://cow.org/cgi-bin/meme/state.cgi" target="_hi"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to have a form generate the HTML for you.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I have really neglected the eastern sea board but been almost everywhere else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-111074189428815840?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/111074189428815840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=111074189428815840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111074189428815840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111074189428815840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/03/oh-places-i-have-been.html' title='Oh the places I have been'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-111034334863197061</id><published>2005-03-08T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T22:42:28.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and it's decisions</title><content type='html'>So the last couple of days I have been thinking about applying for a job which would mean totally changing my current life plan. But after talking it over with a couple of people and praying about it I have decided to stick to the current plan. At least until those doors close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day&lt;br /&gt;"Far too many Christians are simply trying too hard. They are busy, to be sure. But righteous? I mean genuinely Christlike?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its from the book I am reading currently, it is from Charles Swindol. It might be nice to know the context. It is from a section talking about hypocrisy. And about how we will do things so that people will think that we are super Christians. It was just something that spoke to me so that I know where my motives are when I do things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-111034334863197061?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/111034334863197061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=111034334863197061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111034334863197061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111034334863197061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/03/life-and-its-decisions.html' title='Life and it&apos;s decisions'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-111025821231072536</id><published>2005-03-07T22:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T23:03:32.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dukes of Hazzard</title><content type='html'>So as I am typing this I am watching one of my all time favorite TV shows. I have great memories of playing with friend and his toy General Lee(the car they drive) and watching it all the time. Then in college when it came on one of the Cable channels I watched it every day after classes. Its amazing how good a show it is even now. It is a little hokey sometimes especially after the first couple of years when they were running out of ideas. But I don't know any guys my age that would not kill for a horn that honked liked the General Lee. Any way I actually was going to post about something else but the Dukes kind of took over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-111025821231072536?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/111025821231072536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=111025821231072536' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111025821231072536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/111025821231072536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/03/dukes-of-hazzard.html' title='The Dukes of Hazzard'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-110982347740200967</id><published>2005-03-02T22:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T22:17:57.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that came to my attention today</title><content type='html'>Ok so today was kind of a weird day work wise but I am done at a namely hour or at least better than 1:30 in the morning. Anyway so I came to a couple of conclusions today. The first and funniest is that I evidently have no space bubble around my head. I must of hit my head like 15 times today, only a couple of times hard though, so probably only a couple of bumps. The bubble theory is basically so I don't feel like a total moron( although if I keep it up) for continuing to hit my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing was that I decided that I really like my new car. It was the ideal car that I wanted when I found out I had to get an suv for work and very rarely do what you think you want and what you end up liking are very different things. I already like it more now than I ever liked my other car. Anyway time for bed so good night to my one reader&lt;br /&gt;Scott&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-110982347740200967?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/110982347740200967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=110982347740200967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110982347740200967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110982347740200967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/03/things-that-came-to-my-attention-today.html' title='Things that came to my attention today'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-110975087831714003</id><published>2005-03-02T02:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T02:07:58.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Day</title><content type='html'>Greetings from ScottLand things have been kind of slow around here lately sorry have not had much to say and when I did I was to tired. Anyway Today was a supper long day the first of the two jobs I did today went about as wrong as it could. It was just one of those things where if it could go wrong it would, and did. Then the second job was about as easy of a job that I have had since I started. I guess the only really cool thing going on with me is that I have spending some good time with some of my friends the last week or so. It has been a lot of fun. And I am really looking forward to this weekend. Then next weekend my mom is coming only not to see me, to see my cousin who is having a baby, seeing me is just a bonus. So I am looking forward to spending the weekend with here next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day is&lt;br /&gt;I repent, By Derek Webb, from his knew CD. Which is really good. If you like caedmons call at all then I suggest it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason for it being song of the day is because it played before I got out of the car once today and it stayed in my head for ever. Anyway I need to go to bed at least if this was last week I would be getting up in an hour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-110975087831714003?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/110975087831714003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=110975087831714003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110975087831714003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110975087831714003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/03/long-day.html' title='Long Day'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-110918157588272884</id><published>2005-02-23T11:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T11:59:35.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bomb Squad</title><content type='html'>So I know I have already posted today but I was driving around today and at one of the stoplights I was stoped at there was this combination bus, fire truck and I was like what was that. On the side of it was The Bomb Squad, I had never seen a bomb squad truck before and thought it was blog worthy. Not sure where it was going though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-110918157588272884?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/110918157588272884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=110918157588272884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110918157588272884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110918157588272884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/02/bomb-squad.html' title='The Bomb Squad'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-110916073313603504</id><published>2005-02-23T06:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T06:12:13.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blinding Light, Blinding Pain</title><content type='html'>Ok This morning I woke up very early to a massive Migrane headache. Hence the blinding pain and there was a pretty awesome thunderstorm going on as well hence the blinding light. But it was kind of nice being up that early because I got to just lay in bed and listen to the music that was playing on my stereo, ranging from David Crowder and Jars of Clay, to Derek Webb and the Normals. It was very relaxing and kind of neat especially after my headache went away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quote of the day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We did not give the drummer a say in it because we were going to kick him out anyway." --- My Man Eli on his band breaking up. It struck me as funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 am&lt;/strong&gt; by Matchbox 20 in honor of what time I woke up this morning, I am so taking a nap later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-110916073313603504?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/110916073313603504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=110916073313603504' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110916073313603504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110916073313603504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/02/blinding-light-blinding-pain.html' title='Blinding Light, Blinding Pain'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-110904588163766946</id><published>2005-02-21T21:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T22:18:01.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring in Winter</title><content type='html'>So the last couple of days have been so nice. So today rather than sit in my house all day I decided to go and do some reading at the lake this afternoon and it was so relaxing although I wish I could of found one of my bigger blankets so I could of layed down and not had to touch the grass at all, I am rather allergic to it, sadly. Anyway I am sure if you are still reading you are wondering if I am going to get to some kind of point at all. Well not really. Although in the spirit of me actually bloging kind of frequently I am going to try and have like songs of the day and talk about books I am reading and maybe have a quote of the day which could come from anywhere and mean anything. Basically it will be more relative to what's going on rather than just random things about being a pirate. Anyway the first song of the day is, are you ready,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delirious Take me away, it was the song that most stood out today while I was at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to tomorrow's song you are now hahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-110904588163766946?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/110904588163766946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=110904588163766946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110904588163766946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110904588163766946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/02/spring-in-winter.html' title='Spring in Winter'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-110896064007356968</id><published>2005-02-21T00:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T22:37:20.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect night,almost</title><content type='html'>So I have had an absolutely horrible week. And have really not seen people outside of Wen. night when my friend Dave came over and Friday when I went to siloam and hung out with some of my friends. And I really did not leave the house much outside of that because I kind of got to stay close in case I work, which I did none of this week. So I guess in a round about way I was on the verge of getting depressed since this week was almost a total waste. So tonight I went to church and everything about the service was exactly what I needed from the songs to the preaching. And as much as I like my church that does not happen enough. Then after that I went with some friends to dinner and that was a lot of fun just hanging and talking. Then after that I was driving back to and saw one of my friends coming out of the second service of church and we sat and talked for like an hour and a half and it was so much fun going back and forth from serious to goofy stuff. So if you are one of those cool people that I spent time with tonight thanks for being there tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-110896064007356968?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/110896064007356968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=110896064007356968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110896064007356968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110896064007356968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/02/perfect-nightalmost.html' title='The Perfect night,almost'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-110859949584383915</id><published>2005-02-16T18:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T18:18:15.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More about change</title><content type='html'>Ok so life is really fustrating at times. So I thought that if I changed my whole life that things would be easier, and to a degree they are, but know I just have a whole new set of stresses. I have not gotten paid for a month and am beginning to wonder if I am ever going to get paid again. Or If I am just working for people who are less than competent. Maybe I just thought that if I changed my whole life that I would be more happy with who I am, and trying to do these things on my own. Instead of relying on God for Happiness and contentment. I have always had a hard time with trying to do life on my own. Granted that I would much rather deal with the stress of not having any money knowing that there is some out there that belongs to me, than with the everyday stress that was working at JB Hunt. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-110859949584383915?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/110859949584383915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=110859949584383915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110859949584383915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110859949584383915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/02/more-about-change.html' title='More about change'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-110620563065840489</id><published>2005-01-20T01:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T01:20:30.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Not sleeping Night</title><content type='html'>So its like 1 am and I cant sleep this is the first time that I have not been able to sleep since switching off of nights. So I am not sure that it is that. But Today was kind of a big day in some ways. I bought a new car today. A Subaru Forester, insert joke here. I had to get a new car for work and don't like trucks or suv's very much and so when I found the forester on the internet for a price I could afford I was really pumped. So I went to look at it and it was already sold. So on my way home I happened to find another one that was the same year as the other one. So today I went and test drove it and it was awesome. It was perfect except for the fact that it was an automatic instead of a stick, which I prefer. So when I got back from the test drive they told me it was 3000 more than the other one was. So I was like well ok thanks anyway. So I went home and ran the car through consumer reports as well as printed the ad for the other one to see if I could talk him down on the price. So I went back to the car store, not sure what to call a used car dealer, and told him I found the same exact car for 3000 less and the only difference was the other one had 500 more miles. Then he was like ok if you pay cash I will take the price of the other one. So I talked him down 3000 in like 10 seconds. Should of kept trying but I am getting it for the trade in price according to blue book so I am pretty happy about it. Any way now that I typed this I might be starting to get tired hopefully?&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/8602672-110620563065840489?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/110620563065840489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=110620563065840489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110620563065840489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110620563065840489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/01/crazy-not-sleeping-night.html' title='Crazy Not sleeping Night'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-110510919642559643</id><published>2005-01-07T08:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T08:46:36.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The More Things Change</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone I know a month and a half ago I said I was back but it has been a crazy couple of months for me. So this has really been a crazy month with lots of change, and as far as I can tell change for the better. Starting in the middle of December I finally got my degree from JBU and so now I can better plan what my next couple of steps are going to be.( More on that once I figure that part out) Then about a week later I started moving out of my apartment to a new place to live. It is amazing how much stuff you can accumulate in four years of living in the same place crazy to think that it was that long. Then I went to California for 8 days and had a blast it was so relaxing. I was driven around most of the week by other people got to spend a lot of time with some of my friends from school. I was nanny while I was out there because I helped out with my friends adorable three children when they were sick, or when there parents were sick or busy with wedding stuff. Of course I got sick the day I left California but don't know if that was the kids or being in the rain so much. Spent a couple of days in San Francisco which is probably one of my favorite cites. Although it would be great if they allowed left hand turns in the city at least every other block. Then on Monday while still in California I got a call saying that I had finally gotten the job that was mentioned in the last post. So I got to quit at JBHunt finally. Which is so awesome not to have to work nights anymore. Today was my last day at JBHunt and as happy as I was to leave there I really will miss the friends that I made working there. As well as all the free time to watch movies and read. But It will be much nicer to not be a zombie any more. More changes are sure to follow because I have to get some type of car to use for work and not sure how that will work yet but it will. That's all for now. Its amazing how much there is to type when you That'st post for a month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-110510919642559643?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/110510919642559643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=110510919642559643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110510919642559643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110510919642559643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2005/01/more-things-change.html' title='The More Things Change'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-110174856179898520</id><published>2004-11-29T11:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T11:16:01.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back</title><content type='html'>Ok after a month of not blogging I thought I would come back and do an update. So today I might of gotten a new job, yeaahh so I can finally get off of nights. I wont know for sure for a week or two yet so I have not turned in notice yet at work but hopefully soon. Also I turned in my project last week so I am done with that major stress in my life. Well its time to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-110174856179898520?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/110174856179898520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=110174856179898520' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110174856179898520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/110174856179898520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-am-back.html' title='I am back'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-109905355016390224</id><published>2004-10-29T07:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T07:39:10.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When your tired or High</title><content type='html'>Ok those of you from our game of catch phrase recognize this soon to be famous quote from Christian. Anyway I looked at my eyes last night at work and they were totally red. Partly because I only got three hours of sleep again. But I really did try for more on two occasions. last night but could never go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-109905355016390224?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/109905355016390224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=109905355016390224' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109905355016390224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109905355016390224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2004/10/when-your-tired-or-high.html' title='When your tired or High'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-109897481164452102</id><published>2004-10-28T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T09:46:51.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats to the Red Sox</title><content type='html'>Ok as a baseball fan I am happy about them finally winning the World Series. As a Cardinal fan I am a little bummed it had to happen this year. They did totally out play the Cardinals in everyway. And I knew it was totally over in the 3rd inning of game 3. After the baserunning gaffle the wind seemed to be sucked out of them. I have watched a bunch of Cardinal games over the last year and I have never seen them look as bad as they did after that 3rd inning. I could barely stand to watch the last game because they looked so bad. Oh well maybe next year. Its not like they have not won a world series in my life time(1982). Until next year I will have to settle on watching my Auburn Tigers who are currently ranked 4th in the nation. War Eagle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-109897481164452102?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/109897481164452102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=109897481164452102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109897481164452102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109897481164452102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2004/10/congrats-to-red-sox.html' title='Congrats to the Red Sox'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-109897393401509321</id><published>2004-10-28T11:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T09:32:14.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Rain</title><content type='html'>Ok so I have not posted for a while so today you get two. The first one is about the rain today. I love rain and clouds always have and always will. But today's rain is just weird. Probably the weirdest I have ever seen. This morning I was coming back in from my car and it was 5:30 and when I left my car it was not raining at all. Then before I had got to the next row of spots it was absolutely pouring and I was like ok I am going to be drenched by the time I get inside. Then before I got to the side walk it had slowed to a slow trickle. I was like what the heck, 20 seconds of hard rain. Then on the way home from work It followed the pattern all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-109897393401509321?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/109897393401509321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=109897393401509321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109897393401509321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109897393401509321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2004/10/weird-rain.html' title='Weird Rain'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-109828405117131389</id><published>2004-10-20T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T09:48:34.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals</title><content type='html'>So I have been do a lot of analyze of things lately and while there are a lot of different things going on one thing that I thought I would share is that I need to set some short term goals that are accomplishable(is that a word). I have long term goals but most of them are so long term that it is hard to work towards them. So anyway I am not going to list goals for the next month or so yet but I might post some later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-109828405117131389?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/109828405117131389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=109828405117131389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109828405117131389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109828405117131389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2004/10/goals.html' title='Goals'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-109787690734054710</id><published>2004-10-15T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T16:48:27.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Week</title><content type='html'>Ok so its Friday afternoon and I just got up, and was like wow have not said anything all week. Anyway part of that is this has been a long blah week. I don't know that it was that bad until wen night, but it got bad pretty quick. Wen night I was playing Frisbee and managed to jump to catch one and thought it would be a good idea to land in a hole in the ground. Fun huh. So my ankle swelled up a lot it was almost twice the size of the other one. And I was afraid maybe I had broke it since Thursday morning I could not walk to the bathroom it hurt so bad. Luckily it has gotten a lot better if not much smaller. So then I have class on Thursday and before class I have a meeting with a professor to talk about my project and he basically wants me to change a lot of my project, granted most of it is fine tuning but it will take a really long time to do the fine tuning, and I am thinking that man I have a month till this thing is due. On an up note at least I get to go camping tonight, but its supposed to be stinking cold. Anyway everyone have a good weekend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-109787690734054710?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/109787690734054710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=109787690734054710' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109787690734054710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109787690734054710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2004/10/long-week.html' title='Long Week'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-109759993836577495</id><published>2004-10-12T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T11:52:18.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry Rant</title><content type='html'>Ok for this post I thought I would write something about a song I like and have for a couple of years and it always makes me think about the forgiveness of Christ and how it is always there even when we don't deserve it. Anyway here are some lines from the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired of repeating the same thing, time after time after time&lt;br /&gt;it's just when you've given me a clean slate, I'm already repeating the crime,and just when I'm stuck in the garbage, just when I'm face to face with my own sin, I feel your hands lift me off the fire I deserve,and onto some pedestal again, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this mess,I'll lie in it, yeah, I know what you said&lt;br /&gt;but I don't want to be forgiven yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but sometimes, I don't know what it is, maybe I just need to be treated rough, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sick of saying the same thing, praying day after day after day&lt;br /&gt;but every time I fail it's like I hear you say that's ok cause you love me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lay me down let me light the flames, let me know the pain that I've caused you, I'm just so tired of sitting numb feeling nothing&lt;br /&gt;and if fire brings pain well at least, that's something that I made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this bed,I'll lie in it, I don't want to be forgiven yet&lt;br /&gt;I just came to confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Anyway basically the songs says that he is tired of getting away with the sin in his life and that he wants to wallow in the punishment of the sin. And make no mistake we as Christians pretty much do get away with sin, not because of anything we have done but because God gave us His mercy. eph 2:4-8 says&lt;br /&gt;       "4But God, who is rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us, 5even when we were dead in trespasses, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved), 6and raised us up together, and made us sit together in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, 7that in the ages to come He might show the exceeding riches of His grace in His kindness toward us in Christ Jesus. 8For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God"&lt;br /&gt;   And while we do get away with sin in the grand scheme of things God is not above a little discipline for his children as Hebrews 12:5,6 says. "My Son, do not make light of the Lord's discipline, and do not lose heart when he rebukes you, because the Lord disciplines those he loves, and punishes everyone he accepts as a son."&lt;br /&gt;   I guess what I am trying to say is that I feel like I need to get back to the basics of the Gospel and am at a point in my walk were I feel like I have been coasting and getting away with it, and I am sick of getting away with it and am ready for the discipline phase so that I can grow in my walk and as a Man of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-109759993836577495?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/109759993836577495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=109759993836577495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109759993836577495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109759993836577495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2004/10/angry-rant.html' title='Angry Rant'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-109738497666342104</id><published>2004-10-10T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T00:09:36.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Long gone</title><content type='html'>Well this weekend was homecoming at JBU. And the school functions part of the weekend were not that great. I was actually bored most of the time(and this was actually the best homecoming I have ever seen at JBU) And it was good to see some people that I had not seen in a long time. I knew a lot of people at jbu but I honestly had no intrest in talking to people that I had just surface relationships with while in school. But I did have several of my close friends that came in for the weekend and I had a great time with them. Fridaynight met Luke and Michele(and their three adorable awsome kids) for dinner and I had probably not seen them in about a year and a half or so. Then my friends Wes and Robin came and joined us and we had a great time just catching up. Then they had a "drive in" showing of finding nemo and we went to that which was fun. Then Saturday I met Wes and Robin to watch a play called the Shakespeare's Women, which was fun to watch. Then we were just hanging out and we knew are friend Tom was going to come and he happened to walk in to the building that we were in. I have not seen him in probably two or three years or so. Then we went to the 90 tent for the 99 class reunion. Anyway the point is that all of these guys, Tom, Wes and Robin, and Luke and Michele, were all people that I was close friends with durning school and even though we all live in differnt cites and really dont talk as much as any of us would like when we get together we are just as close as we were in school. And I think that is what I will take a way form JBU is the friendships that I have from there. Anyway sorry this is so long&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-109738497666342104?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/109738497666342104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=109738497666342104' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109738497666342104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109738497666342104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2004/10/friends-long-gone.html' title='Friends Long gone'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-109724963342571166</id><published>2004-10-08T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T10:33:53.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Hours of sleep</title><content type='html'>Ok so it is Friday morning and I am about to go to sleep finally, I only got to sleep like three hours yesterday because of working on my homework for class that I did not even have since my prof was sick. Fun stuff. On the up side the Cards are one win from the NLCS. For non baseball speakers that is one win from the next round of the playoffs. I have a Blog that is coming tonight that is going to be much deeper, I promise but I need to sleep some before trying to express something I have been thinking about&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-109724963342571166?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/109724963342571166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=109724963342571166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109724963342571166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109724963342571166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2004/10/three-hours-of-sleep.html' title='Three Hours of sleep'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-109707576008224347</id><published>2004-10-06T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T10:20:24.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To be a Pirate or Not that is the Question</title><content type='html'>So I watched Pirates of the Caribbean last night and I always amazed at how well done this movie is. Everything I watch I like it more. I always just get so inspired to be a Pirate after watching it but then I think well then I would be like that weird guy on Dodge Ball that thought he was a pirate, not cool but then that is not necessarily my ultimate goal in life. Oh well at least Halloween is coming up.&lt;br /&gt;on another movie note Aladdin is coming out on DVD well yesterday so friends be ware you might get a lot of Aladdin quotes this next week or so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-109707576008224347?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/109707576008224347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=109707576008224347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109707576008224347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109707576008224347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2004/10/to-be-pirate-or-not-that-is-question.html' title='To be a Pirate or Not that is the Question'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8602672.post-109702073522334590</id><published>2004-10-05T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T18:58:55.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Entertaining Dreams</title><content type='html'>So as way to start this out I thought I would address some weirdness in dream land. So Yesterday I woke up to this dream that was as entertaining as it was original, but definitely one from dream land. My dreams that I remember for a long time are always quite weird from one that there is a group of brothers in every neighbor hood house that the oldest and youngest hate each other which is really in interesting tale to the one I had yesterday that stared a young prison inmate trying to fix his life, but yet somehow included daffy duck, and the characters ed,ed, and eddie. Granted I have never once seen ed, ed and eddie the cartoon so maybe I just used their names for random cartoon characters. But it definitely was an entertaining dream. But I always find it weird how you can have a coherent dream and all the sudden daffy duck is in it. Anyway I guess that's all I got for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8602672-109702073522334590?l=scottlandtales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/feeds/109702073522334590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8602672&amp;postID=109702073522334590' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109702073522334590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8602672/posts/default/109702073522334590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottlandtales.blogspot.com/2004/10/entertaining-dreams.html' title='Entertaining Dreams'/><author><name>Scott</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07306238166326077675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
