<?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-16753511</id><updated>2011-07-28T12:38:41.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Silent Musician</title><subtitle type='html'>A Free Form Column that rarely has a point or a purpose other than to amuse</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-1404107959717790383</id><published>2008-08-20T11:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T12:02:53.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Synergy (Geek Alert)</title><content type='html'>I stumbled upon a little program called Synergy a couple months back. Didn't really think much about it except that the idea was cool. The idea is that you can share 1 keyboard and mouse across multiple computers over the network. Geek Speak- KVM over IP (minus the video). Didn't think much about it until I talked with the IT guy at work. He uses Synergy at home with alot of computers. I asked how many computers he has at home and he said he doesn't count. That really got my brain going. So I did some searching and found that &lt;a href="http://cnettv.cnet.com/9742-1_53-24717.html"&gt;CNet did a video&lt;/a&gt; about it and &lt;a href="http://www.engadget.com/2005/08/09/how-to-share-your-keyboard-and-mouse-in-realtime-with-synergy/"&gt;EnGadget&lt;/a&gt; did a whole "How To" guide on it.  This warranted a second look on my part.&lt;br /&gt;   Last week I started my new assignment at Family Ministries and decided that I had to leave the Mac OS X as my main operating system. I came to this conclusion after fighting with Apple Mail (Tiger) and Mozilla Thunderbird. Neither allowed me to send emails with my work email but I could view them, go figure. So I sucked it up and made the PC my main computer. This allowed me to talk nicely with the server, print over the network, use Outlook for my mail, and use the lovely, lovely Publisher *sarcasm*. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Side note- there is a group named the Enterprise Desktop Alliance that is working on getting business IT people educated about using Macs out there in the Enterprise and general Business world.&lt;/span&gt; So I now run Windows as my main OS and it makes me sad to leave OSX behind. In comes Synergy!!&lt;br /&gt;    It took a bit of finagling and under-the-breath muttering to get Synergy set up but now I take my PowerBook with me to work and am able to use the PC keyboard and mouse on the Mac. Synergy really only works when you have computers with their own screens. If you have two towers that you want to use, a KVM switch would be a better bet. The great thing about Synergy is that both computers are active at the same time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Once&lt;/span&gt; Synergy is up and working the mouse seamlessly moves from the side of one screen to the other, the keyboard works great and you can have the best of both (or multiple works with Linux, Ubuntu, etc..) worlds.&lt;br /&gt;    Today I am at home and wanted to see how well Synergy works with two Macs since setting up the Mac for Synergy is all Text-Based and Terminal heavy. I am please to tell you though that I got it working after about an hour total work. It would have been less if I would have followed all the directions 100% and if the how-to guides would have been more clear. It is a weird thing to be using one laptop's keyboard and mouse (either track-pad or external) to control another laptop sitting right next to it. It is great fix for lack of an external monitor and it also splits up the load of running: Safari, iTunes, Adium and Firefox 2 all at the same time. Another great thing about Synergy is that I can Copy and Paste text back and forth between computers.&lt;br /&gt;    So now that I have gotten my geekiness out I am going to post this. Oh... on a last note if you set Synergy up with two macs- make sure both Mac screen names has .local at the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-1404107959717790383?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/1404107959717790383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=1404107959717790383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1404107959717790383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1404107959717790383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2008/08/synergy-geek-alert.html' title='Synergy (Geek Alert)'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-2721398774504092044</id><published>2008-06-04T14:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T15:00:47.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neglected (In a perfect world)</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I wrote on this blog. Mainly because I have a &lt;a href="http://www.strangelikeus.com/Musings/Musings.html"&gt;new&lt;/a&gt; place to blog and a website to keep up and partly because I am not a consistent blogger. I know I should be, especially since I live far away from 98%+ all those whom I know and love. (Angela and Seth are close but still 4ish hours away) True to form though, I am not much of a writer. Ideas come into my head and I think "I should blog about that" and then by the time I sit down at my computer at home the moment has passed and another blog has turned to vapor in my head. I make excuses that I can't blog from anywhere because I have to have iWeb and not only that I have to have MY iWeb on MY laptop. That is a little annoying but when you don't know how to code you are either stuck with a website locked into a program or you blog from Blogger or Word Press and link to and from your website. Sadly I have not figured out a nice way to combine my Blogger blog and my iWeb website. Oh well, such is life- compromises and imperfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world I would know HTML and Objective-C as well as Java, Cocoa Touch and maybe Ruby on Rails that would all work on my 13" Aluminum Macbook (not the Air though that would be superb) or a nice 15" Macbook Pro. I would have a nice iPod Touch that would have apps that I programmed just for me and my friends. It might even have a &lt;a href="http://www.cs.utk.edu/%7Edasgupta/bluetooth/history.htm"&gt;Bluetooth&lt;/a&gt;  keyboard, no mouse though- whats the point. Also in this perfect world I would have a full time job that I could commute nicely to either by &lt;a href="http://www.trimet.org/max/index.htm"&gt;the Max&lt;/a&gt; or by bicycle or even work from home. I would miss commuting with Krissy though. It has been very nice to commute with someone rather than just by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would all be in a perfect world but as we all know the world isn't perfect. Sometimes I'm glad that this world isn't perfect because I think everything being perfect would be quite boring sometimes. We wouldn't have to worry about a lot of things yes but I fear we would lose some of the joy that comes with the unexpected. So here's to an imperfect world where I work 20 hours a week doing sometimes menial boring task on the PowerMac G4. Where I have a 2nd Generation 1GB iPod shuffle and a 12" Aluminum Powerbook G4. I don't know any programming language and I will have to go back to school to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, life's not perfect but it sure is interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-2721398774504092044?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/2721398774504092044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=2721398774504092044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/2721398774504092044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/2721398774504092044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2008/06/neglected-in-perfect-world.html' title='Neglected (In a perfect world)'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-4753519121016520193</id><published>2008-04-25T21:42:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T19:42:27.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved</title><content type='html'>Attention!! Attention!!! The Adventures and Mishaps of Krissy and Jeremy has a new home! jeremyandkrissy.barberbanter is still there but new content will only be added to &lt;a href="http://www.strangelikeus.com/Home.html"&gt;WWW.STRANGELIKEUS.COM&lt;/a&gt; yep thats right. Strangelikeus.com Sometime soon you might even be able to email us @strangelikeus.com, that will be later though. So for the newest content make sure your links point to www.strangelikeus.com from now on. Thank-you for paying attention to this public service announcement, you may now return to your regularly scheduled blog reading and web surfing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-4753519121016520193?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/4753519121016520193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=4753519121016520193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/4753519121016520193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/4753519121016520193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-hey-pay-attention.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-1074483180023124886</id><published>2008-04-14T21:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T21:49:43.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New... a work in progress</title><content type='html'>Come see a what is being worked on. &lt;a href="http://www.strangelikeus.com/Musings/Musings.html"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-1074483180023124886?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/1074483180023124886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=1074483180023124886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1074483180023124886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1074483180023124886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-work-in-progress.html' title='New... a work in progress'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-54227225226564785</id><published>2008-04-13T12:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T12:26:24.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note on iWeb page</title><content type='html'>As of reading recent comments on previous blog I realized I should probably explain the "Recent Mishap" on the picture. So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago now, Krissy and I were enjoying our Friday evening of putting away groceries eating a light supper and reading blogs, magazines, checking peoples Myspaces, etc. We were right in the middle of this when we hear this very loud and really weird buzzing/alarm going off. At first we thought it was a carbon monoxide detector in our apartment. We had lit some of our lanterns so we thought it was that but upon getting out on our balcony we realized that it wasn't just our apartment. So we quickly grabbed the computers, wallets, keys, and cell phones and got out of the apartment. Long story short, someone in the building next to us pulled the fire alarm. It seemed like a domestic dispute with someone drunk and shouting and a mess in general. All in all just an annoyance and nothing serious we think. No one was taken away in the fire truck, 4 cop cars, and 1 cop SUV canine unit. Most of us tenants were really confused because they didn't tell us upon signing the lease what the fire alarms sound like. I mentioned to one of the other tenants that I haven't had a fire drill for like 3 years. So for those of you confused about that little blurb on the screen shot- there is your answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-54227225226564785?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/54227225226564785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=54227225226564785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/54227225226564785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/54227225226564785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2008/04/note-on-iweb-page.html' title='Note on iWeb page'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-2060612757455633830</id><published>2008-04-09T21:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:17:42.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About the my absence</title><content type='html'>Last entry was so 2 months ago. Since then things have slowed down a little. Most of my off work time has been occupied by reading &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.macworld.com"&gt;MacWorld&lt;/a&gt; or playing with iWeb. iWeb is a lovely software that come with Mac OS X on new computers but Krissy and I bought iLife '08 earlier so I have it now. It is lovely. Sadly you have to have a .Mac account to publish it. Stealing the source code and placing it in Blogger doesn't work. So until we have a .Mac account you'll have to settle with this screen shot. Propose link is www.....com not taken so far. Like I'd tell you so you can go steal it. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/R_2UaEVQlTI/AAAAAAAABHo/xMSOZnUY4mk/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/R_2UaEVQlTI/AAAAAAAABHo/xMSOZnUY4mk/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187465521361098034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for those that didn't get the memo- I am getting paid now and will be until July supposedly. No word on the assistant director/writer for the department however. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-2060612757455633830?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/2060612757455633830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=2060612757455633830' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/2060612757455633830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/2060612757455633830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2008/04/about-my-absence.html' title='About the my absence'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/R_2UaEVQlTI/AAAAAAAABHo/xMSOZnUY4mk/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-5218106801841987210</id><published>2008-02-23T21:52:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T22:17:08.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knight Industries Three Thousand AKA Knight Rider</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.enterprise-dashboard.com/img/new-kitt-knight-rider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.enterprise-dashboard.com/img/new-kitt-knight-rider.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So NBC seems to like bringing back old shows. (see Gladitors post) This week NBC aired a the newest installment of Knight Rider. Years ago they had Team Knight Rider- a pickup, two motorcycles, a car and another vehicle I think. One episode actually had a reincarnation of the original KITT only bad. But since the year they ended Knight Rider I feel this is the best one. So yes I am a little partial to Ford Mustangs, especially ones that look as mean as the new KITT. Sadly, right now it is only a 2 hour movie. Hopefully it will turn into a TV series, but we'll have to wait and see. I know it seems that new ideas for shows and movies seem to fewer and far between but right now I can't complain. Knight Rider and Gladiators are two of my favorite shows. So till they brick back Chuck and Pushing Daisies I'll be content with watching reruns of American Gladiators since they just finished season 1 and trying to catch up online with what episodes of House and Chuck I missed. Yea for days off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-5218106801841987210?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/5218106801841987210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=5218106801841987210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/5218106801841987210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/5218106801841987210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2008/02/knight-industries-three-thousand-aka.html' title='Knight Industries Three Thousand AKA Knight Rider'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-3123963793807554009</id><published>2008-02-22T19:13:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T19:24:01.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auto show pictures- finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just so you know I did take all these pictures. I did not take the previous picture of the R8 but these are 100% taken by me. Enjoy and sorry for the delay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a450.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/66/l_5bb82d16e613f2624281772da6a57fc9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://a450.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/66/l_5bb82d16e613f2624281772da6a57fc9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a211.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/20/l_58558d188803c1302c2f6243df975de2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://a211.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/20/l_58558d188803c1302c2f6243df975de2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a939.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/34/l_3799698f8bd51db9719c19ee4caeb402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://a939.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/34/l_3799698f8bd51db9719c19ee4caeb402.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a17.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/14/l_f0e769395df3eacc41197db7c319f5f8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://a17.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/14/l_f0e769395df3eacc41197db7c319f5f8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a502.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/38/l_d06d57bd280439f24f4805fd3e0f441d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://a502.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/38/l_d06d57bd280439f24f4805fd3e0f441d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a531.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/16/l_b2f70045f3ebed234483cb004808446a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://a531.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/16/l_b2f70045f3ebed234483cb004808446a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a179.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/99/l_9fadd7a39aa4de32762df35d66923d0a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://a179.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/99/l_9fadd7a39aa4de32762df35d66923d0a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a625.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/54/l_5b1174871855e599cca1540435545410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://a625.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/54/l_5b1174871855e599cca1540435545410.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://a503.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/18/l_025e75a1e77be3dfa2fe35ac9007c256.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a450.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/75/l_6d3f80bc766c15cd42647950460c0e89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://a450.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/75/l_6d3f80bc766c15cd42647950460c0e89.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry about this being on its side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-3123963793807554009?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/3123963793807554009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=3123963793807554009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/3123963793807554009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/3123963793807554009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2008/02/auto-show-pictures-finally.html' title='Auto show pictures- finally'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-6765190311805567945</id><published>2008-02-04T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:34:00.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Portland International Auto Show</title><content type='html'>The last weekend in January, Portland hosted the International Auto show. All the standard auto makers were there- Ford, Dodge, Honda, Chevy, Toyota, etc. Then... there were the beauties- Ferrari, Maserati, Lamborghini, Lotus, and Audi. Concept cars were there from a few companies- Ford Flex, Dodge Demon, Jeep Varsity, and.. oh yeah.. the Audi R8. Oh the happiness of the R8. One of the first Super Bowl commercials was of the R8 "Old Luxury is dead". LED taillights AND headlights, sweet lines, and soo much power... 420 hp. Sadly I realized that I did not take any pictures of the R8's front. Yeah I know "How could you not take a picture of the front?!" Everyone else was and I forgot. Sorry. I don't have the pictures on my computer right now but I will load the best here soon. Till be satisfied by this picture-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dieselstation.com/wallpapers/Audi-R8/Audi-R8-061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.dieselstation.com/wallpapers/Audi-R8/Audi-R8-061.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-6765190311805567945?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/6765190311805567945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=6765190311805567945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6765190311805567945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6765190311805567945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2008/02/portland-international-auto-show.html' title='Portland International Auto Show'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-2895664793379468407</id><published>2008-01-07T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:56:08.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Gladiators</title><content type='html'>Years ago there was a show on TV named American Gladiators. It was aired at Midnight on Saturday night. My brother and I would stay up just to watch whenever we could. One of my favorite memories is playing Monopoly and splitting a 2 liter of Mt. Dew with Ben while the girls were at a Lock-In and mom was at work. Ah... such great memories.&lt;div&gt;Now that I'm all grown-up... THEY'RE B---ACK!! Last night American Gladiators came back on NBC. Hulk Hogan and Laila Ali are the hosts, there are all new Gladiators, and a huge water tank. Instead of crash pads under alot of the events and great big water tank takes the ouch out of the falls. I love that there are new events but great ones like Assault and Pyramid are still there. The Eliminator is as tough as ever but they add a 20 ft swim under fire pipes. Contenders talk smack as always and the Gladiators have such wonderful names and characters. Titan, Toa, Mayhem, Justice, Wolf, and Militia are the guys. Fury, Venom, Crush, Stealth, Siren, and Helga are the women. Helga is a big blonde tank of a woman with braids. Gotta love those Dutch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun fun fun. Now if the show didn't start so late in the evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-2895664793379468407?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/2895664793379468407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=2895664793379468407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/2895664793379468407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/2895664793379468407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2008/01/american-gladiators.html' title='American Gladiators'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-4840204140243289199</id><published>2007-12-22T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T16:17:20.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waving Kids</title><content type='html'>So I figured out how to get around Blogger not liking Flash- export as an animated GIF. There is a logo that goes with the whole animation but you'll have to wait and see that on their website. Also the whole crazy postal thing was my first endeavor in Flash animation. Sadly you have to click on the picture to get it animated. Don't know why Blogger won't just animate them on the page. Oh well. Enjoy laughing at my amateur animation skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/R22oWDiL89I/AAAAAAAABHY/sM7fmbY0If8/s1600-h/Little+Kids.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/R22oWDiL89I/AAAAAAAABHY/sM7fmbY0If8/s320/Little+Kids.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146955046013629394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/R22oWTiL8-I/AAAAAAAABHg/3KmZNoWwZDs/s1600-h/postal+sun.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/R22oWTiL8-I/AAAAAAAABHg/3KmZNoWwZDs/s320/postal+sun.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146955050308596706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-4840204140243289199?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/4840204140243289199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=4840204140243289199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/4840204140243289199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/4840204140243289199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/12/waving-kids.html' title='Waving Kids'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/R22oWDiL89I/AAAAAAAABHY/sM7fmbY0If8/s72-c/Little+Kids.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-6438961892539781090</id><published>2007-12-10T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T19:09:14.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Kids Flash</title><content type='html'>Okay so my title is a little misleading/deceptive. To be more politically correct it should probably read- Little Kids waving thanks to Flash. Yes, you guessed it, I have learned Flash.&lt;br /&gt;Children's Ministry has a logo that they wanted to animate. Krissy drew it out in Illustrator and gave it to me to animate. Now these two little static kids can wave, shuffle their feet, blink, and wink. I also made a bouncing yellow ball that turns a red block with STOP on it to a green postal box with GO. I tried to post the first one (Postal Box) but Blogger didn't like me. Once I finish this Flash project I'll have to either post it or link to it. Yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I also fixed that pesky Submit button from the last post. All I had to do is add mailto:george@thedragon.com in the URL box and it would PDF the entire form with the information and email it to George. After talking to Karen I found out that the form I had chosen was the most complex form that Big Lake has. So from here on out it their forms should be easier. Fun stuff. Take care all yall. Don't get iced in, those of you in the Midwest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-6438961892539781090?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/6438961892539781090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=6438961892539781090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6438961892539781090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6438961892539781090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-kids-flash.html' title='Little Kids Flash'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-7048731051390815208</id><published>2007-11-26T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T18:46:33.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PDF.Dreamweaver.html.oi`</title><content type='html'>Last week I embarked on a quest to learn something new- HTML via Dreamweaver. A while back Karen, office manager of Big Lake at the Conference, came to Gary and asked if there was a way to make an online form, you know name: email: address: etc..., spit out its contents looking the same way the form does. You see, when you hit submit the Wonderful Wide Web takes your information out of the form and zips it off in a line item to the server. Then the person who created the form has to decipher the: namegeorgesimon emaililovepie@gmail.com address1234emmersonparkwaydrive#4, or something to that effect. Karen wondered why it couldn't come out in the nice form she spend hours making beautiful. Since Gary really hasn't had time to tinker with such things he added it to my list. (It's over 12 jobs long, yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So along comes dear old me, not knowing what the heck I am getting myself into. Since I knew Karen worked for Big Lake, I figured it would be a good place to start for a form so I downloaded a reference form that hapless Academy students have to fill out to work there. Gary had also mentioned that Karen made some comment about Acrobat Professional doing the trick or possibly doing the trick. Presto chango Acrobat Professional care of CS3 Design Premium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday I worked all day on making the PDF into a form that can be completed and saved. I used the handy dandy form tool bar and created a lovely form that is even capable of giving a 5-0 scoring on attributes. Yay for me!! Or not so yay for me. *Que dramatic music* *Evil villian enter stage left* THE SUBMIT BUTTON!!!! Okay so it isn't exactly evil, more of a pain in the butt. Buttons can be great and wonderful thing. They can reset forms for you, my PDF has one, they can take you to links, they can even play sounds or video clips. Most importantly though, they submit things. The only problem is when you can't test a submit button because you don't have access to the server that would be the final destination of the information from the submit button. AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now my PDF sits there with a Reset button and a Submit button that really doesn't do anything cause I can't test it. Blah. Fast forward to today and in come the Hero- Dreamweaver!! Dreamweaver is a wonderful program and at the same time it let me down. Here all I wanted was to take my lovely PDF form and drag it into Dreamweaver and TA DA!!!! A web page that look exactly like the PDF with corresponding places to enter data!!! NOPE doesn't work that way. *sigh* *another sigh* Oh what to do? Oh I know, I'll teach myself Dreamweaver and Html with out a book or tutorial. I'm a smart one! Yay for me. No yay for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to make a long story shorter, I spent the entire afternoon making the template all over again except this time in Dreamweaver and HTML. Once again the only problem is the lovely submit button that even has Big Lake's logo on it. It does nothing because I don't know how to program the button to do what I want it to and I have no access to the server. Oh well I tried and learned alot. I now have a deep respect for people that make web pages and forms and manage servers. Also I am really wishing I was near my nerdly CIS student/near graduate brother of mine. Hey Ben, now our wifes have one more things to roll their eyes at when we get together, besides guitar, investing, Mac vs. PC vs. Linux vs. The World. Yay for family. Yay for end of work day. Yay for supper. Which I am going to go eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-7048731051390815208?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/7048731051390815208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=7048731051390815208' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/7048731051390815208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/7048731051390815208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/11/pdfdreamweaverhtmloi.html' title='PDF.Dreamweaver.html.oi`'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-2743629138082014811</id><published>2007-11-23T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T14:15:54.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Oddity</title><content type='html'>On Thanksgiving, Krissy and I went up to Cressaya's house to meet her boyfriend, cousin and aunt. Well actually we were invited up there for Thanksgiving dinner but ended up meeting the so named people. The lovely meal consisted of loaf, mashed potatoes, yam casserole, rolls, salad, very good cranberry sauce, and a relish tray. This is the first Thanksgiving that I have spent away from home and also the first that I haven't had turkey. Even though there was not any turkey, they meal was fantastic and in Thanksgiving tradition, pie was eaten with the evening leftovers/snack. Thanksgiving meal is not, however, why this blog is named an oddity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cressaya's cousin Ben and his mom were spending Thanksgiving with Cressaya's family. Ben is at Walla Walla and I'm not sure what year or major he is but I know he likes video editing and has taken a video editing class. He and I seemed to hit it off right away because he is a fun loving person. After the meal we stated talking about my volunteering at the Conference office and the new stuff I'm learning from Gary. While we were talking Jerry (Cressaya's dad) called us over to dry dishes. This is where the oddity of Thanksgiving began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over drying dishes, Ben and I began to talk about getting picked on and towel snapping and all such manner of guy things. Some where along the line I mentioned by brother Ben and how he always picked on me and my freshman year in Academy I seemed to end up wrestling Seniors. Ben (not my brother) gave me a quizzical look during that story but didn't say anything. We continued to swap stories and some where along the line it came out that I was a goalie for floor hockey. Once again I got a very quizzical look from him. To make a long story as short as I can, here are the freaky things that make up this oddity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His brother's name is Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;He is 22 years old and graduated High School in 2003&lt;br /&gt;His brother (Jeremy) is 2 years 10 months and 1 day older than him&lt;br /&gt;My brother (Ben) is 2 years 10 months and 10 days older than me&lt;br /&gt;Our brothers (Ben and Jeremy) graduated High School in 2000&lt;br /&gt;He was born April 1985 and his brother June 1982&lt;br /&gt;I was born March 1985 and MY brother May 1982&lt;br /&gt;We both play goalie in floor hockey and are roughly the same height and build&lt;br /&gt;Though he is a little skinnier than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if those weren't enough freakishly similar things, here is one more: his brother Jeremy is married to Heather. I know, you're wondering "Why is this weird?". Ben and his older brother Jeremy have brown hair. Heather has red hair, which is the exact opposite of what MY brother and I are. I am more red haired than my brother but both of us married brunets! Ben (not my brother) said to heck with it all and call each other family. If I didn't know better I would say Ben and his brother Jeremy are a copy of me and my brother in a different dimension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and one last thing- the only person he knows from North Dakota, Nathan W, is someone I know and went to school with and performed gymnastics with. *Maestro, queue^ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's a Small World*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Thanks Joe for the correction. I was lost when trying to figure out that spelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-2743629138082014811?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/2743629138082014811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=2743629138082014811' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/2743629138082014811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/2743629138082014811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-oddity.html' title='Thanksgiving Oddity'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-3243708041576548582</id><published>2007-11-16T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T21:41:42.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secrets of Panera Bread</title><content type='html'>One of our lovely wedding presents (from Cassi, thanks Cassi!) was/is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Panera Bread Cookbook&lt;/span&gt;. It has all the secret recipes for the yummy soups, breads, salads, and desserts from your friendly neighborhood Panera Bread. Last night Krissy and I sat down and flipped through the pages. One dessert caught my eye, Pear Brown Betty. It mainly caught my eye because we had pears that were ripening faster than we could eat them. So tonight Krissy and I made what turns out to basically be pear crisp. We made it in an 8x8 Pyrex dish instead of a 9in deep-dish pie pan but it looks like it will taste good. I'll update on how it tastes with Cool Whip or maybe Peppermint Ice cream. Til then enjoy our masterpiece.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/Rz5-g14CGNI/AAAAAAAABHQ/uylPck4ULlg/s1600-h/Pear+Crisp1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/Rz5-g14CGNI/AAAAAAAABHQ/uylPck4ULlg/s320/Pear+Crisp1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133679727931955410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/Rz5-gV4CGMI/AAAAAAAABHI/Yk3D9pyiwd8/s1600-h/Pear+Crisp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/Rz5-gV4CGMI/AAAAAAAABHI/Yk3D9pyiwd8/s320/Pear+Crisp.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133679719342020802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.&lt;br /&gt;We are working on getting thank-yous out. Really we are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-3243708041576548582?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/3243708041576548582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=3243708041576548582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/3243708041576548582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/3243708041576548582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/11/secrets-of-panera-bread.html' title='The Secrets of Panera Bread'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/Rz5-g14CGNI/AAAAAAAABHQ/uylPck4ULlg/s72-c/Pear+Crisp1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-4728485235947022728</id><published>2007-11-12T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T19:53:57.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Stage in Life</title><content type='html'>Today I became a full time volunteer... well sort of. Last week Krissy and I were talking about her work and all the projects that are piling up on her and Gary. Me, being the ever willing (some times stupid) person that I am asked if there was anything I could do to help. So Friday I went to work with Krissy and talked to Gary about the projects I could accomplish to help them catch up. So now after my first full day of helping out it seems I have created perpetual work for myself at the Office. Besides helping out in Krissy's department, I might be helping out in I.T. Ideally I would get paid as a part-time employee and be at the office full time. The IT guys can't exactly say no when computers are down like Gary and Krissy can defer projects. After all this time not working it seems as though I have created more than enough work for myself. The only question is whether or not I will be getting paid. I told Gary that if I helped out in other areas, no one would have to fit the entire half-time pay. Budgets are always tight and heck if I'm going to be there full time wouldn't it be nice to get paid some money? Here's hoping the budget has enough money to pay me part-time but I'll work full time. Yeah I know I'm strange for volunteering to work full time for part time pay. It's money though and I get to commute with a beautiful woman every day!!! yay for me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-4728485235947022728?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/4728485235947022728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=4728485235947022728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/4728485235947022728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/4728485235947022728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-stage-in-life.html' title='A New Stage in Life'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-5712791919554407683</id><published>2007-11-05T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T12:30:52.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Nonsense</title><content type='html'>Yes yes yes... I know that many of you are waiting for pictures from our wedding. We are also waiting for pictures from our wedding. Our photographers have not sent us their pictures yet but that is okay. Some people have sent us pictures but they are very few. If you happened to take pictures at our wedding and would like to share with us, please share away. Until we get pictures from our wedding you will have to be content with the pictures we have. Which I will try to post later today or this week. Til then audios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-5712791919554407683?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/5712791919554407683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=5712791919554407683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/5712791919554407683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/5712791919554407683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/11/wedding-nonsense.html' title='Wedding Nonsense'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-7009804545756368928</id><published>2007-10-08T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T08:29:16.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Copper Requiem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RwpMmIV-TxI/AAAAAAAABGA/FN6p6wU6XPY/s1600-h/me-copper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RwpMmIV-TxI/AAAAAAAABGA/FN6p6wU6XPY/s320/me-copper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118988144418377490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thursday October 4th 2007, my dog Copper was put to sleep. He is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chow_Chow"&gt;Chow Chow&lt;/a&gt; that broke the mold of Chows it seems. Way back in the fall of 1995, I believe, we went and got Copper from a breeder. Supposedly he is a pure breed with full documents, though we never got any. Whether he is an heir of the royal dogs of China or not, our house was his domain and he had to pass judgment on guests. When we first got Copper everyone told us horror stories of mean overprotective Chows. In the beginning we rethought our getting him a few times. Though as time went on we found that our "lion dog", as kids called him, was very gentle and even tempered. Only the Meter Reader and my uncle Warren ever got consistent barks and growls. Whenever the Meter Reader would come around our house Copper would stand his ground and not let strangers in the yard. Many days mom was awaken by a knock on the door and a request to bring Copper inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, it's been to long ago, Copper went blind in one eye. Mom took him to the vet and found that Glaucoma is hereditary in Chows because of the in-set eyes. Sadly, a couple years later the other eye went bad too. Mom tried to save Copper's sight but Glaucoma is too fast moving in dogs to be saved much more than 12 hours from initial onset. Some how though, Copper could see shadows and managed to get a round quite well for a few more years. Then one Autumn something unforgettable happened, especially unforgettable for a blind house dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it was around October. No one was going to be home for a couple days or a week so Mom/Angela (I don't remember) took Copper out to the Farm. When Copper had his sight he loved to hang out at the Farm with the other dogs. If we were to be gone Copper would stay at the farm and live free for a few days. Apparently Copper had heard of the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Homeward Bound&lt;/span&gt; because he disappeared. 2 days, 4 days, a week, 2 weeks went by and no Copper. We accepted that Copper had gone off into the wild to die with dignity. Little did we know Copper was not one to lay down and die. 30 days after we found him gone we got a call. A dog had wandered on to the farm of someone we rent pasture from. This farm was 30 miles west of were Copper began this epic journey. Mom drove to the family's farm and picked up a very skinny very ratty Copper. Half his fur was matted with burs and twigs, one of his blind bulging eyes was back to normal size and his stout frame was bony. He was alive though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This journey happened over 4 years ago. Since then, just as humans do, Copper got older and slower and a little more selective in his hearing. The only thing that got more useful over time was his nose. Robbed of sight and most of his hearing, Coppers nose became his walking cane. Copper would bump into things and people as he made his way around the house. He spent a lot of time outside amongst the birds and squirrels. Come rain or snow copper would be outside and come in dripping or full of pine needles. During the winter Copper would blend into the snowdrifts and sometimes you couldn't find him in the yard initially. If you were on the floor, you were fair game to sit on in his mind. Also, if he was sprawled on the floor he was fair game to use as a pillow. Oh the fur and fluff that is known as a Chow. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RwpMmYV-TyI/AAAAAAAABGI/tgO4P5g5CZg/s1600-h/copperfort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RwpMmYV-TyI/AAAAAAAABGI/tgO4P5g5CZg/s320/copperfort.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118988148713344802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Copper, you are missed and loved. Chase rabbits and squirrels and soak up the sun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-7009804545756368928?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/7009804545756368928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=7009804545756368928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/7009804545756368928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/7009804545756368928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/10/copper-requiem.html' title='Copper Requiem'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RwpMmIV-TxI/AAAAAAAABGA/FN6p6wU6XPY/s72-c/me-copper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-469030526835000360</id><published>2007-10-03T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T12:22:55.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home away from home</title><content type='html'>I don't know how many of you have seen or heard the report but I wanted to share it. For the last 4 years a group of artist have been living in an apartment that they built and furnished in the parking garage of a Rhodes Island mall. Just this week security guards found the apartment and have evicted the occupants. This living space was not their full time home but they did stay there for up to 3 weeks at a time. The idea behind it all is really neat and the instigator says no harm was meant. For more information follow this &lt;a href="http://www.trummerkind.com/mall/Living_in_the_Mall.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to the Trummer Kind website and the Living in the Mall section. This incident has spark some neat responses all over the globe. Sadly, the mall didn't take the covert apartment lightly. No charges have been pressed but the artists are banned from the mall. I hope they don't destroy the apartment because it is a testament of coexistence and minimalism. Would you live in a mall?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-469030526835000360?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/469030526835000360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=469030526835000360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/469030526835000360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/469030526835000360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/10/home-away-from-home.html' title='Home away from home'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-7479517450001835009</id><published>2007-09-27T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T12:43:46.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost home</title><content type='html'>Hello my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend Krissy and I went up to a different church than "normal". Krissy and Gary were invited up there by the pastor for a "techie" potluck. The pastor has been trying to start a group of members that will help with the tech side of worship and community. The idea is to get people that are good at, say digital photography, videography, Graphic Arts things, and Powerpoint. Upon creation of these groups, oh and Web mastery, people in these groups would document what activities both recreational and outreaching are happening. They have this really cool thing between Sabbath school and Church called "Scrapbook". It is a collage of activities that have happening with the church and surrounding, literally surrounding- Adventist grade school on 1 side of the church and a day academy on the other, schools. Also they are wanting to create an e-newsletter/e-magazine on their website, which needs help keeping recent and relevant. There is only one kink in this plan- THE CHURCH IS EXTREMELY ACTIVE. I know you're thinking "thats not a kink" but in a way it is. This church community has so many things going on weekly and on the weekend that they don't have enough people to cover everything.&lt;br /&gt; That is why they are trying to get people in these groups and activities to document with video or photos. They want people that are already participating to know and understand that the church wants to know what is going on and share with the rest of the church community. It is so cool what this church wants to do. The road ahead is very hard due to the extent of activities that go on any given week. There is another hiccup in the road- youth/young adult activities. &lt;br /&gt;The blessing and curse of living in a part of the country with mountains and ocean so close together is so many choices. Thankfully there are alot of young adults in this area and they are active. The problem that arises is that so many groups don't know what other groups are doing for activities. Slowly but surely this mayhem called young adult activities is coming together. The groups are conversing back and forth to see what everyone is doing. Some are evening making web pages. Ok... slow down... breathe Jeremy... breathe.&lt;br /&gt;This is really exciting for me because since coming out here, Krissy and I have felt lost in the sea of churches. There are over 30-40 churches in the greater Portland area. That may also include the Vancouver WA area too, I am not sure. Either way there are alot of churches in a relatively small area. Small being within 30-45 minutes surrounding Portland. Finally at this church, Meadow Glade, Krissy and I finally feel something close to what we left back in Lincoln. Maybe cause it is similar to the College View setup- Church and church schools within a close proximity. We finally felt welcome. One of the funny things is that we were invited to go hang out with another young adult group from the Vancouver church, no kidding less than 6 miles down the road from Meadow Glade, Saturday night. Turns out that the house we drove to is where one of Krissy's co-workers lives. Also this is the group that does Ultimate Frisbee most Sundays, rain or shine. So for all you ultimate Frisbee fans back in Lincoln- head out this way and we'll play on Sundays. &lt;br /&gt;So to all those in Lincolnland- we miss you and at the same time we found people pretty similar out here. Its not the same without you guys and gals, but it feels a little more like home. Instead of an extended vacation. Come out and visit some time. Or maybe we'll simply have to transport a few more Licolnites out this ways so it'll feel even more like home. Fake it till you make.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-7479517450001835009?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/7479517450001835009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=7479517450001835009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/7479517450001835009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/7479517450001835009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/09/almost-home.html' title='Almost home'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-6296227852915506576</id><published>2007-09-16T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T14:02:08.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Blog</title><content type='html'>Okay so the wedding blog link should be over there under the IMPORTANT INFORMATION!!! And the heading should be a nice burnt orange color. If not I appologize, try to refresh your page, empty the cache or something. Obviously you are able to read my blogs since you are able to comment on them so if your web browser still does not like my page click on &lt;a href="http://jeremyandkrissyswedding.blogspot.com/"&gt;wedding&lt;/a&gt; and you should be transported to the wedding blog. My apologizes for my page being dumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-6296227852915506576?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/6296227852915506576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=6296227852915506576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6296227852915506576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6296227852915506576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/09/wedding-blog.html' title='Wedding Blog'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-5462411992969164128</id><published>2007-09-14T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T12:46:43.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting to the Wedding blog*</title><content type='html'>*This information is now not relevant. You will find the Wedding Blog link directly below my profile* &lt;br /&gt;For those of you "anonymous" people that read my blog, here is the way you can get to our ("our" being me and my wife, I know weddings usually precede being married. Long story. Find your answers on the wedding blog) wedding blog. As you are reading this, take a moment and glance down and to the right about 3 inches. There will be something in caps that says IMPORTANT INFORMATION!!!!! The link directly below this exclamation says WEDDING STUFF. Move your cursor over there and click it. *Pause* Wait for page to load and then read my random blog about going to the post office in the drizzle on my bike in me glasses. Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-5462411992969164128?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/5462411992969164128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=5462411992969164128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/5462411992969164128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/5462411992969164128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/09/getting-to-wedding-blog.html' title='Getting to the Wedding blog*'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-5291512281347609447</id><published>2007-09-13T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T11:00:10.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Wedding Blog</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all!! I just wanted to let you know that I posted a new blog on the wedding blog. I know there aren't many blogs over there but I put one up today. Also Invitations will be in the mail tomorrow. I know the RSVP by date is the 25th of this month which is like 3 days after you probably get them but don't fret. We want you at the wedding and send the RSVP as soon as you get a chance. Come and enjoy friends and family and unity and food. Love ya all. Now go check out the other blog. Do it... Do it NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-5291512281347609447?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/5291512281347609447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=5291512281347609447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/5291512281347609447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/5291512281347609447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-wedding-blog.html' title='New Wedding Blog'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-5687943731097851847</id><published>2007-09-11T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T15:48:32.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being the best House-husband I can</title><content type='html'>Lonestar did a song about being a house-husband: Mr. Mom. Thankfully there are no little munchkins running around the our house but I still understand the song much better now that I am a house-husband.(credit of house-husband goes to brother Ben) When people ask me how my days are going, my general response is "same old same old". Yes my life is the same pretty much every day: Wake up, get Krissy moving towards a shower, either heat water for tea or make coffee, pop in and ask Krissy what she wants for breakfast (lately it has been smoothies, we still have to find a good protein easier than tofu). I then help Krissy maker her lunch or decide what she wants for lunch and once she is out the door I take my own shower and then find stuff to do. &lt;br /&gt;The past couple days I have asked Krissy to give me a Honey-do list. This week it consists of getting the wedding invitations out in the mail. Yes we know that our RSVP by date is the 25 of September and it is the 11 of but we aren't worried. Simply annoyed with the invitation place that it took longer than they said it would to get our invitations. Oh well we have them now and they will be headed your way soon. The other thing I do to occupy my time is surf the web and ride to the local Library to check out books. For being a smaller big city library it isn't too bad. I prefer the layout of Lincoln's libraries but thats what happens when you go from a large Midwest town to Suburban sprawl of the Northwest. Don't get me wrong, I am enjoying Oregon and I like our section of Portland. The way their library is set up just doesn't do it for me, a little too chaotic for my tastes.&lt;br /&gt;Well enough rambling for today. I am off to put postcard stamps on the RSVP cards, all 90ish of them. "This is Jeremy signing off as the best darned house-husband I can be"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-5687943731097851847?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/5687943731097851847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=5687943731097851847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/5687943731097851847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/5687943731097851847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/09/being-best-house-husband-i-can.html' title='Being the best House-husband I can'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-5425128287961937091</id><published>2007-09-10T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T08:59:57.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word to the wise</title><content type='html'>Don't sit on a Styrofoam cooler. Even if it says that its heavy duty and has a drawing of feet on top of the cooler. I should sue for false advertising and embarrassment and a wet butt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-5425128287961937091?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/5425128287961937091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=5425128287961937091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/5425128287961937091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/5425128287961937091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/09/word-to-wise.html' title='Word to the wise'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-6825293913424253190</id><published>2007-08-28T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T13:45:29.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travels</title><content type='html'>So since I still have no job, there isn't alot to inform about. I have six or so applications in and last week I even went to a hiring thing for REI. The main thing I have to report is about our weekend travels. Here are some of the pictures from such adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Multnomah Falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FJeremyJBarber%2Falbumid%2F5096386361006247361%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DVQLv1RhYIYk" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Outdoor Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FJeremyJBarber%2Falbumid%2F5103911856543181553%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DV29mgdXsYoo" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other excursions shall come later. Such as Mt. Hood, Japanese Garden, International Rose Test Garden, and Berry Picking. Well mainly pictures of the berries we picked outside our house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-6825293913424253190?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/6825293913424253190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=6825293913424253190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6825293913424253190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6825293913424253190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/08/travels.html' title='Travels'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-1405112022517397959</id><published>2007-07-31T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T13:56:43.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Oregon Coast</title><content type='html'>Well the first weekend we were here, no hotels room was to be found in the Portland area. There was some sort of basketball tournament thing going on. Krissy was getting very worried because it was like 8 0'clock in the evening and we didn't have a room. So I suggested two things- either go up the Columbia Gorge or go out to the coast. Krissy chose the coast and started calling.&lt;br /&gt;The first place was full but lady luck shone on us, for the second place she called just had a cancellation for Friday and Saturday night. We made the reservation, got some stuff from the truck and headed out to the coast. The Terimore at Netarts Oregon is farther out there then you think. Especially when you are driving on a twisty road through the forest at 1030 at night. If it had not been pitch black, the drive would have been more fun because I felt like I was rally racing. Thankfully though we made it safe and sound to the hotel and fell fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning came and was a nice brisk coastal day. Sunny and 65 with a brisk ocean breeze. This was my first time to the ocean. We might have gone when I was a wee lad in Florida but I do not really remember. Also the Pacific Ocean in the Northwest is far different from the Atlantic Ocean down in Florida. One thing that is the same though is that you can get very burnt when you forget sunscreen.&lt;br /&gt;Krissy and I spent the day walking down the coast from Netarts to Oceanside. It was a good walk especially with the tide out. We collected shells and even some aggats. (you know the rocks that look like crystals or whatnot) Up at Oceanside, we ate at a quaint little restaurant. The food was very good and we got to look out over the ocean while we ate. We watched the tide come in and realized our walk back would be totally different than our walk out. Oh well we enjoyed it the same.&lt;br /&gt;After we got back to our room/small apartment, we cleaned up and napped for a little bit. Then off to the lighthouse we went. We found this spruce up near the light house  that is absolutely huge and very strange. The picture says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JeremyJBarber/MockHoneymoon/photo?authkey=uz9C8_pGnv4#5087958031614007394"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/JeremyJBarber/RpwO32Jy2GI/AAAAAAAAAFc/C3MqjTfQD_I/s400/Oregon%20Coast-16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/JeremyJBarber/MockHoneymoon/photo?authkey=uz9C8_pGnv4#5087998666299595666"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/JeremyJBarber/Rpwz1GJy25I/AAAAAAAAANY/jlMJVSnXYR8/s400/Oregon%20Coast-18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on our way back we stopped on a look out point to watch the sun go down. Very beautiful. Then we stopped at the local general store and bought some Tilamook Marionberry Pie Icecream. Ooo soo good. We still have a little left. Yum. I tried to start a fire but did not have enough kindling and the wood wasn't exactly dry either. Oh well, at least I tried right? Krissy fell asleep on the couch while I watched TV so I had to wake her so we could go to bed. I thought of carrying her off to bed but didn't want to hurt any sunburns and chances are I would knock her head on the wall or something. I tend to ruin romantic things that way.&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice relaxing weekend after having to rush rush rush out here. Thankfully she didn't have to start work until Thursday, so we were able to move in a little bit. Now Krissy is at work and I am blogging away when boxes should be getting unpacked. I still have a few hours before she gets back from work. I can still be productive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-1405112022517397959?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/1405112022517397959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=1405112022517397959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1405112022517397959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1405112022517397959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/07/oregon-coast.html' title='The Oregon Coast'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-8201963384894549585</id><published>2007-07-20T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T22:04:48.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Taste of the Oregon Coast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RqGTJr3sRxI/AAAAAAAAAOI/NfiuWbI4pA8/s1600-h/Oregon+Coast-43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RqGTJr3sRxI/AAAAAAAAAOI/NfiuWbI4pA8/s320/Oregon+Coast-43.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089510848509789970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RqGTJ73sRzI/AAAAAAAAAOY/AGb5A1U9pQ0/s1600-h/Oregon+Coast-34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RqGTJ73sRzI/AAAAAAAAAOY/AGb5A1U9pQ0/s320/Oregon+Coast-34.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089510852804757298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RqGTKL3sR0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/IZZuZb3epi4/s1600-h/Oregon+Coast-41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RqGTKL3sR0I/AAAAAAAAAOg/IZZuZb3epi4/s320/Oregon+Coast-41.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089510857099724610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RqGTKb3sR1I/AAAAAAAAAOo/pu4xbHl4I6g/s1600-h/Oregon+Coast-44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RqGTKb3sR1I/AAAAAAAAAOo/pu4xbHl4I6g/s320/Oregon+Coast-44.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089510861394691922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little taste of the Oregon Coast that Krissy and I experience when we were on our "Mock Honeymoon" the first weekend we were here. More to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-8201963384894549585?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/8201963384894549585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=8201963384894549585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/8201963384894549585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/8201963384894549585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/07/taste-of-oregon-coast.html' title='A Taste of the Oregon Coast'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RqGTJr3sRxI/AAAAAAAAAOI/NfiuWbI4pA8/s72-c/Oregon+Coast-43.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-321373263350114315</id><published>2007-07-12T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:00:42.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last 55 days</title><content type='html'>So it has been a long time since I last blogged. That is not to say that it has been a slow boring 55 days. Far from it. After graduation I got a job working down at Pioneers with Parks and Rec. Good old manual labor out in the great green open. Then on the first weekend of June, Krissy went out to Portland for an interview with the Oregon conference. That went well and hence why I am currently blogging from our new snazzy apartment in Gresham Oregon. But I am getting ahead of myself. I will blog more later but I must let you know what is happening right now. Currently it is 1040 Pacific time and something very funny is going on. The "late breaking news" tonight is a thunder storm that is "sweeping through the area". This area cracks me up, breaking news is a thunderstorm that isn't even rotating or hailing all over the place. They ask watchers to send in pictures or video in of the storm. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ooooooooo I'm soooooo scared.&lt;/span&gt; Oh well. Anyways we have to be over to Gladstone by 830 tomorrow so Krissy and I are headed to bed. We will have to blog more once we get the apartment more in order. Oh, for those that missed it- Krissy and I got married on the 27th of June. That falls somewhere in the last 55 manic days. Yeah I know something that exciting should have been blogged about. It was, just not by me. That would be my sister in law at www.barberbanter.com Well goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-321373263350114315?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/321373263350114315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=321373263350114315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/321373263350114315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/321373263350114315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/07/last-55-days.html' title='The last 55 days'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-2695455931585703817</id><published>2007-05-18T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T08:59:06.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduated</title><content type='html'>As most of you that read my blog probably know, I am graduated. This past week has been interesting because I don't have any studying to do, no classes to go to, no job as of yet to go to. All except the last one is a good thing. I have been able to take care of somethings that have been neglected for a while. For instance, Wednesday and Thursday were spent fixing a flat on the Yancer's bike (I was the cause of it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; summer) which in turn allows me to use my brother's bike. Cause the front tire from my brother's bike was on the Yancer's bike cause I hadn't fixed the flat that I caused last summer. (I posted on it, you know what I am talking about) Now that my brother's bike has a front tire I fixed a couple other things that needed to be done on it as well. A couple years back I put out of misery a pedal that was broken. Ever since my brother's bike has not been ridable. Also I got new grips for it since those were also in disrepair. Now Krissy and I can ride bikes in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;     If some of you are confused to why I am not riding my own bike, it is because of the other biking accident I got into last summer and bent my front fork (you know the thing that hold the front tire onto the bike) at a unridable angle. I went down to Blue's Bike shop yesterday and a front fork would be $55 from them. With the other repairs that bike needs, I might as well buy a new Schwinn from Wal-Mart for like $200. I won't even get started how sad that makes me. Anyways thats the last week of my life and the first week of no more school for Jeremy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-2695455931585703817?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/2695455931585703817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=2695455931585703817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/2695455931585703817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/2695455931585703817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/05/graduated.html' title='Graduated'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-7277108662753759815</id><published>2007-04-30T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T07:14:08.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Union Thermometer</title><content type='html'>There is an interesting thing here on campus, I call it the Union Thermometer. There is a fool proof way to tell what the forecasted temperature will be for the day or week by this thermometer. What is this thing? Well I will tell you.&lt;br /&gt;    The Union Thermometer works this way- the length of skirts on campus go up as the temperature goes up and the length goes down as the temperatures go down. There are random exceptions to the rule but those are usually fixed by the afternoon. Yes, some girls wear mini skirts in the dead of winter. That anomaly is merely Darwin's Survival of the Fittest at work.&lt;br /&gt;    Like Kevin said last year at our talk with the girls about dress- Maybe this is a little biased panel, we are all Northern boys. If girls don't wear clothes up north, they die. THIS IS NOT SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA!!! 12 inch skirts can not be worn all year long. THEY SHOULDN'T BE WORN AT ALL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;    So in summary, Union's Thermometer is pretty consistent. It even works when the temperature is 24 degrees F and the forecasted for 36 degrees F. Have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-7277108662753759815?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/7277108662753759815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=7277108662753759815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/7277108662753759815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/7277108662753759815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/04/union-thermometer.html' title='The Union Thermometer'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-7532033914793051298</id><published>2007-04-15T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T17:21:32.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS BANDIT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RiLBgTLxzpI/AAAAAAAAABs/GdKJjT3VuaA/s1600-h/Bandit+lookalike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RiLBgTLxzpI/AAAAAAAAABs/GdKJjT3VuaA/s320/Bandit+lookalike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053814492512767634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humane Society Cat named Nardo. He looks like my old cat Bandit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-7532033914793051298?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/7532033914793051298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=7532033914793051298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/7532033914793051298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/7532033914793051298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-bandit.html' title='ITS BANDIT!!!'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RiLBgTLxzpI/AAAAAAAAABs/GdKJjT3VuaA/s72-c/Bandit+lookalike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-6404150335040038546</id><published>2007-04-15T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T17:13:33.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Run</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Krissy and I went with Amy, Tim, and Angela to the dog run across 70th from Holmes lake. While there we saw many different dogs from Korgy, Lab, Boarder Collie puppy mix to the Rottweiler Chow cross. Oh there were such beautiful dogs and it made me miss Copper. I am partial to the Chow crosses and at the same time I love the Lab mixes too. This afternoon I looked up the &lt;a href="http://www.capitalhumanesociety.org/index.html"&gt;Humane Society&lt;/a&gt; here in Lincoln and there are some really cute dogs. I WANT A DOG!!! Why do I have to be in an apartment, in school, and swamped with time? I can dream can't I? Here is my favorite one, his name is Lucky, he's a Husky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RiK_EDLxzoI/AAAAAAAAABk/Ob2RR4AcnbE/s1600-h/Lucky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RiK_EDLxzoI/AAAAAAAAABk/Ob2RR4AcnbE/s320/Lucky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053811808158207618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ps.&lt;br /&gt;They don't have any employment opportunities, I checked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-6404150335040038546?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/6404150335040038546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=6404150335040038546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6404150335040038546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6404150335040038546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/04/dog-run.html' title='Dog Run'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RiK_EDLxzoI/AAAAAAAAABk/Ob2RR4AcnbE/s72-c/Lucky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-1916890537829935579</id><published>2007-04-09T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T08:10:16.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Science vs. Theology</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;A couple weeks ago I was completing my Philosophy study guide and came across this story by Robert Jastrow. I will not type the whole story but in short he was talking about how the Big Band and Creation point to the same thing- a beginning of the universe. His description is incredible and awe inspiring. He ends with this quote I copied from &lt;a href="http://www.godandscience.org/apologetics/quotes.php"&gt;God and Science&lt;/a&gt; website-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Robert Jastrow (self-proclaimed agnostic)&lt;/i&gt;: "For the scientist who has lived by his faith in the power of reason, the story [of the big-bang] ends like a bad dream. He has scaled the mountains of ignorance; he is about to conquer the highest peak; as he pulls himself over the final rock, he is greeted by a band of theologians who have been sitting there for centuries."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[added by me for clarification]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-1916890537829935579?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/1916890537829935579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=1916890537829935579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1916890537829935579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1916890537829935579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/04/science-vs-theology.html' title='Science vs. Theology'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-6857484643555430601</id><published>2007-04-04T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T06:45:36.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not this bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.ucomics.com/comics/ga/2007/ga070402.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 109px;" src="http://images.ucomics.com/comics/ga/2007/ga070402.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-6857484643555430601?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/6857484643555430601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=6857484643555430601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6857484643555430601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6857484643555430601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-not-this-bad.html' title='I&apos;m not this bad'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-6972388393490890641</id><published>2007-03-26T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T21:01:14.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Mimzy</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been posting much as of late. Well actually I don't post that much at all but here is one that will be short as always, cause I need to get some sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Krissy and I were working on projects all day long. I almost had my Investment Worksheet B done when the program crashed and the dumb program did not have an auto save option that was turned on. I found this out after recovering the file and losing my 2 hours of work. Anyways the evening came around and we decided to go get my free birthday ice cream from Coldstone Creamery. You should sign up for their birthday club by the way. I totally forgot about Red Robin but thats okay and another story. Anyways we went to the South Pointe store and had to wait like a half hour cause everyone wanted ice cream being it was almost 80 degrees yesterday and gorgeous!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Whilst walking around the mall we came full circle to the movie theater. Krissy has been wanting to go see the &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/newline/thelastmimzy/"&gt;Last Mimzy&lt;/a&gt; and I think most of you would really like it. They are marketing it as a family SciFi and they did a great job of making the film such. So in recap, sign up for free ice cream from Cold Stone Creamery if you are close to one or even if you aren't, maybe some day you will be. Ohh ohh and go see The Last Mimzy, its a really great movie and makes you think about what we might be like in the future. Cool twist on Aliens is all I'm saying. Oh and it is based on a short story by &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Last-Mimzy-Stories-Originally-published/dp/0345497554"&gt;Henry Kuttner.&lt;/a&gt; Go Amazon.com NIGHT!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-6972388393490890641?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/6972388393490890641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=6972388393490890641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6972388393490890641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6972388393490890641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/03/last-mimzy.html' title='The Last Mimzy'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-4623970826063550927</id><published>2007-03-08T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T14:44:31.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you are IRR if:</title><content type='html'>You’ve ever worn combat or hiking boots with your dress pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel naked without a knife, lighter, and flashlight on your person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t smoke but always have a lighter in your pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you are, you look for something to climb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rock isn’t just a rock, it is a possible anchor for a 3:1 rig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you shake someone’s hand you look at their veins for an IV stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bombproof, copious, and cyanotic are common words in your vocabulary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Routes people call impassable or impossible you see as a challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MacGyver is one of your favorite shows, you hope to own all the seasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never leave on a hike without at least: 2 days of food, a water purifier, 3 knives, 3 sources of fire, 2 flashlights, a roll of duct tape, toilet paper, and baling twine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear wool socks all year long, just a different thickness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You not only know how to use a blood pressure cuff and a stethoscope but also how to use them as tourniquets and E/T tubes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When ever a semi truck passes, you pull out your HAZMAT book to find out what it’s carrying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medical shows frustrate you because they aren’t doing CPR correctly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what dandelions, grass, raspberry leaves, silver leaf, wild onions, stinging nettles, and grasshoppers taste like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you are IRR when you get excited when people get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve told people more than once “I can save you!!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve seen Dr. Mike with weed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can make up 20 verses about the Summer Program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Smirf, Admiral Duckie, and Captain Black beard are friends of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of ketchup is gross, lots of blood isn’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate the phrase “dry heartwood shavings”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have night classes as a daytime student, a 1 hour course is short, and Sunday is a weekday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTLS, BDLS, CISM, NASAR, SCUBA, E/T and AED are common acronyms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your certification patches cover over 50% of your backpack, your wallet is fat not because of money but certification cards, or you have more framed certifications that most doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, you know you are IRR when&lt;br /&gt;You don’t worry about passing classes, you worry about surviving them, literally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-4623970826063550927?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/4623970826063550927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=4623970826063550927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/4623970826063550927'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/Re7h8-XhymI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g73l9d_uahM/s1600-h/P1010330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/Re7h8-XhymI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g73l9d_uahM/s320/P1010330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039213470724246114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we had a snow day on Thursday. You might have caught that from the multiple other blogs what were written on that day from Union. Well Krissy, Beau, Megan, and I did something that no one else did on that snow day. We made 2 Easter Island statues, 1 named Murphy Bob and the other one is his wife. Sadly it got really warm over the weekend and well really since Monday it has been really warm and they died. I won't add a picture of their death cause it was sad. They lived a good life, got to enjoy the fresh air, feel the sun on all sides. *sniffle* But on a good note, for those of you who have not heard yet, Krissy and I are engaged now. I asked her Thursday night, she said yes. Her myspace and blog have pictures and probably the kind of information that make some of  you oooo and aahhh. Anyways here is the first day of Murphy Bob and wife. Sorry about the sideways view. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/Re7iQeXhynI/AAAAAAAAABY/G_ssIWHLiyw/s1600-h/P1010331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/Re7iQeXhynI/AAAAAAAAABY/G_ssIWHLiyw/s320/P1010331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039213805731695218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/Re7hWOXhyiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vG-ykTpI8Lg/s1600-h/P1010332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/Re7hWOXhyiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vG-ykTpI8Lg/s320/P1010332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039212805004315170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/Re7hW-XhylI/AAAAAAAAABI/KquC-5Y6udo/s1600-h/P1010333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/Re7hW-XhylI/AAAAAAAAABI/KquC-5Y6udo/s320/P1010333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039212817889217106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-8689257475016882873?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/8689257475016882873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=8689257475016882873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/8689257475016882873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/8689257475016882873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/03/last-week.html' title='Last week'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/Re7h8-XhymI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g73l9d_uahM/s72-c/P1010330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-6732352361430717851</id><published>2007-02-27T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T10:04:41.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 5 tests</title><content type='html'>Last week was crap for me. Wednesday I had Revelation and Prophets tests back to back. Thursday I had SdA Church history and Intro to Philosophy pretty much back to back. Then on Friday I had my Human Resource Management test. My tests on Wednesday and Friday also had short assignments due as well. Turns out though that my religion classes didn't go as badly as I thought. 100% (with bonus) in Rev, 94% in Pro, and 90% in SdA Church Hist. Philosophy is going to be a little different. I am currently in Phil. class trying to understand the loops of it.&lt;br /&gt;When 1 student in class always has a rebuttal to the lecture really annoys me. Yes philosophy is a class that deals with having an open mind and questioning things but please let the teacher lecture so we can understand the book. Okay thats all I have to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-6732352361430717851?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/6732352361430717851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=6732352361430717851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6732352361430717851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6732352361430717851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-5-tests.html' title='My 5 tests'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-995399789319502836</id><published>2007-02-12T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T09:18:42.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun things to look up</title><content type='html'>Krissy and I have been doing some looking at pretties, as April would say. We both really like a stone called &lt;a href="http://www.collectorfinejewelry.com/buyers_guide_alexandrite.htm"&gt;Alexandrite&lt;/a&gt;. It is a pretty cool stone cause it changes color in different light, incandescent or natural. Sadly it is very very pricey and fairly rare.  Thankfully there is a synthetic version that is less expensive but they can't make the stone change colors like the natural. Synthetic Alexandrite still shows up different colors but not the extreme purple to green change. Anyways thats all the excitement that happened over break.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.collectorfinejewelry.com/Images/buyers_guides/alexandrite/130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.collectorfinejewelry.com/Images/buyers_guides/alexandrite/130.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-995399789319502836?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/995399789319502836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=995399789319502836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/995399789319502836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/995399789319502836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/02/fun-things-to-look-up.html' title='Fun things to look up'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-3611978004591930836</id><published>2007-02-07T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T08:03:18.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From my mother</title><content type='html'>I have always loved this forward but never seem to have it handy. My mom sent it to me earlier this week or late last week. I just wanted to post it to spread the love of our Frigid Northern States. Fitting since North Dakota, Minnesota, and Wisconsin have been in the negative double digits (-22 in Fargo this morning, -17 in Jamestown) this past couple weeks. Nancy Petta's dad had the pipes under their toilet freeze this week. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are in the basement.&lt;/span&gt; Anyways without further ado "We're a hearty bunch"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;60 above zero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Floridians turn on the heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;People in Fargo plant gardens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;50 above zero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Californians shiver uncontrollably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;People in Moorhead sunbathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;40 above zero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Italian and English cars won't start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;People in Dilworth drive with the windows  down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;32 above zero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Distilled water freezes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The water in Detroit Lakes gets  thicker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;20 above zero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Floridians don coats, thermal underwear, gloves and  wool hats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;People in West Fargo throw on a flannel  shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;15 above zero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;New York Landlords finally turn up the  heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;People in Casselton have the last cookout before it  gets cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Zero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;People in Miami all die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;North Dakotans close the windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;10 below zero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Californians fly away to Mexico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;People in Wahpeton get out their winter  coats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;25 below zero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hollywood disintegrates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Girl Scouts in Hawley are selling cookies door  to door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;40 below zero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Washington DC runs out of hot air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;People in Mapleton let the dogs sleep  indoors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;100 below zero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Santa Claus abandons the North Pole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;People in Harwood get upset because they can't  start the mini-van.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;460 below zero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ALL atomic motion stops. (Absolute zero on the  Kelvin Scale).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;People in Minnesota are saying, "Cold 'nuff fer  ya?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;500 below zero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hell freezes over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;North Dakota public schools will open 2 hours  late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-3611978004591930836?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/3611978004591930836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=3611978004591930836' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/3611978004591930836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/3611978004591930836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/02/from-my-mother.html' title='From my mother'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-1617373644482756529</id><published>2007-02-03T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T13:01:36.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone Pass code</title><content type='html'>A few months ago, say 8, someone changed the pass code for the camera on my phone. Since then I tried all the combinations I could think that someone would change it to without knowing who changed it. I posted My Space Bulletins, I think I even blogged about it, all to no avail. Well I just all the manuals for my phone from my sister. After looking through them all, I still couldn't find how to change the pass code or turn off the pass code option for my phone. Even if I knew how to take off that option I couldn't get to it cause I didn't know the pass code. It was such a vicious cycle. Finally I decided to Google my problem. It seems that other people have the same problem, many are jealous girlfriends or cheated-on wifes, so there was a whole slew of information online about it. Turns out that you can do a nifty pound number number number number star thing. After doing this little code I find out whomever changed my pass coded changed it to the last 4 digits of my phone number. Apparently they thought I would be able to figure it out. Well I hadn't and whoever you are out there that lied to me by not telling me that you changed  my number, I'll be watching you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-1617373644482756529?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/1617373644482756529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=1617373644482756529' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1617373644482756529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1617373644482756529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/02/phone-pass-code.html' title='Phone Pass code'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-1378113312866271481</id><published>2007-01-29T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T15:39:17.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past week- moving and bowling</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a very very odd and busy week. Here is a recap- Monday: ordered an external antenna for my laptop and talked to Wilma about getting keys on Tuesday for my apartment. Tuesday: got my keys and all the fun paper work finished for my apartment, stayed the night there on Krissy's top bunk that is now my bed frame. Wednesday- got an email saying my antenna was shipped, went to Noodles and the Mill procrastinated. Thursday- Grey's at Laura's more packing and unpacking. Friday- oh forget this day by day play by play.&lt;br /&gt;All week I have been packing stuff from the Yancer house and moving it in to my new apartment. On Sunday we had bowling Intramurals, moved my bed and other stuff from the house. Krissy locked herself out of her apartment, ordered Girl Scout Cookies, made spare keys, unpacked. So now my apartment (5020 Bancroft Ave apt. H) is still in upheaval but I have most everything from the house and in my place. Krissy and I have decided that my place will be the movie watching, guest entertaining place cause I have the TV and hers will be the studying place. We'll see how long that really works out. A desk is coming to my apartment sometime in the future so who knows. Anywho that is my life in a nut shell. The past couple weeks have been a blur so some incidents might be from other weeks or incidents from this week are left out. My apologies incidents and people I have left out. Oh yeah last night after studying Joe, Krissy and Mal went bowling again. My forearm is sore. Does any one know what they call 5 spares in a row?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-1378113312866271481?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/1378113312866271481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=1378113312866271481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1378113312866271481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1378113312866271481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/01/past-week-moving-and-bowling.html' title='The Past week- moving and bowling'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-6477229614751301728</id><published>2007-01-16T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T19:09:59.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Classes</title><content type='html'>Well after much deliberation and reviewing the entire bulletin and its majors... I am staying with General Studies. Despite receiving grief from both my sisters about finishing with a GS instead of finishing a full degree, I still feel this is the best choice. The future looks promising and at the same time very daunting. There are many irons in the fire for after graduation, most of them hopes. It is unknown which will come to fruition. I have been using that word a lot as of late. Fruition is such a fun word and it makes me think of Kiwis, Apples, and Strawberries. Yum..&lt;br /&gt;Anyways this blog is a short one cause I am taking a break from reading my Revelation commentary book thing. After about 1 hour of reading, I am only half way through the 40 some odd pages. Bah. My Business and Philosophy classes are the only things getting me through the day. Revelation, Prophets, and Early SdA Church History are not going to be fun. Oh well they are means to and end right?&lt;br /&gt;Okay ok... I know I need to be getting back to reading. Lay off will ya. Just kidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-6477229614751301728?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/6477229614751301728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=6477229614751301728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6477229614751301728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/6477229614751301728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-classes.html' title='My Classes'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-856052194736824374</id><published>2007-01-10T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T06:02:38.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Semester</title><content type='html'>Well it's official, Spring 2007 semester has begun and begun boreingly. I understand why we have the MWF classes both on Tuesday and Wednesday but it still is not fun. My class load on those days is currently 4 hours in a row. Two from the same teacher but different classes. The other two classes on MWF are Business classes and are interesting.&lt;br /&gt;The past few have gotten me thinking. Ever since I changed from IRR to General Studies people, mainly my sister, have been telling me to finish with a degree other than GS. I am in total agreement with them. General Studies is not what I want to graduate with but I also don't want to spend another two years chaseing another degree. I'm in the hole enough already with finances, I don't need another $40k in debt to my name. Also I don't know what degree would be worth getting in short notice instead of GS.&lt;br /&gt;Last night Krissy and I were in the Graphics Lab talking with Beau about this. He has been floating between PR and Graphics for a while and his PR classes look like they are going to drive him up a wall. Krissy's old roommate graduated in May with an Education major but is back to get a Communications degree. She is graduating again in May with it. In my searching I worked through the bulletin til I got to Humanities. There I found the Communications degree requirements and I too could graduate next May with a Communications degree. Now I am fighting with another issue.&lt;br /&gt;I am not looking forward to my Religion classes, Prophets, Revelation, and early SDA church history, and I am excited about my Business classes. The conundrum I am in now is wether it would be worth graduating with GS this year and come back in August to get a Communications degree OR drop my Religion classes take classes I want and that fit into my schedule and Graduate with Communications next year and nothing this May.&lt;br /&gt;Pros and Cons are staring me down from both options. Many times when you come back for a second degree, you won't get financial aid and if you do it won't be as much. I could wait two years and come back for guarunteed Ed but I don't know if that works for GS. Also family members are planning for me to Graduate this May and if they have already made plans not graduating May 07 but May 08 would screw things up. Arg.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways thats what has been happening as of late. I have class in 20 minutes and I should try to be early this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-856052194736824374?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/856052194736824374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=856052194736824374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/856052194736824374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/856052194736824374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-semester.html' title='Another Semester'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-8102008871784949266</id><published>2006-12-17T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T23:34:28.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survivor</title><content type='html'>Well everybody, I made it. I am still alive after the most trying semester I have ever had. Thats saying something after some of the semesters I have had in the past. Right now I know that my EMT is refreshed, I passed HAZMAT, and 7 out of my 12 or 13 hours of classes are As. HIV, Capstone, and HAZMAT are all As. That is the plural of A not capitalized as. Just so you know. Any ways I have also survived having no snow yet this year, barely surviving that, also taking three people to the airport at 4 am Thursday morning. I've survived book buyback and ornery people that come way late to sell back books, christmas shopping for my mother, stepdad, and grandmother, and dealing with the looming doom of not knowing what my job will be after graduation in May. In just about 5 months, actually less than 5 months, I will be graduated and my hope for employment has fallen on deaf ears it seems. Thats okay, I probably won't find out that I could keep the student employment as full time after graduation until like 3 weeks before grad. Oh well, who needs to plan for post-graduation employment. bah... Just wanted to catch all of you up. Lastly my house is a mess, well... parts are a mess because of me, I have Krissy's christmas presents, and I get to go home on Wednesday for Christmas. Lets hope that Christmas will be a white one, even if just for one or two days. Happy Holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-8102008871784949266?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/8102008871784949266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=8102008871784949266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/8102008871784949266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/8102008871784949266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/12/survivor.html' title='Survivor'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-4379113566400662272</id><published>2006-12-04T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T18:39:44.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back with Mixed Reviews</title><content type='html'>*in annoying announcer voice* Back for the first time in over 14 month and met with mixed review... JEREMY WITH SHORT HAIR!!!!! As of Friday the 1st Jeremy NOW HAS SHORT HAIR. This was met with mixed reviews, see sidebar for girlfriend's blog. Some that knew Jeremy with short hair, are accustomed to the lack of wavy redness. Others however that have only known Jeremy as a look alike of Fred and George Weasley now have to revamp their perspective. The funniest by far was from friend Joe in church. Jeremy told him it got caught in a weed hacker. "The weed hacker Vern, the weed hacker!"&lt;br /&gt;Just think, now Jeremy won't complain of HAIR SHARING HIS FOOD, STOCKING HATS SLIDING OFF, WIND WHIPPING HAIR ACROSS HIS FACE, HAVING TO BUY SOO MUCH SHAMPOO AND CONDITIONER, WET COLLARS IN THE MORNING, and last but not least TANGLES. However there are some disadvantages such as COLD EARS, HIS GIRLFRIEND LOSING HIM IN A CROWD, HAVING TO FIX HIS HAIR, though getting the tangles out in the morning took just as long, and LOSING THE NICKNAME WEASLEY. Take heart though, Fred and George also cut their hair for the newest Harry Potter movie so maybe people will still call him Weasley. Also have no fear fantasy lover, for Jeremy now also looks like another mystical character- Brom from Eragon. (Pictures following to illustrate, also check Krissy's blog)&lt;br /&gt;Well it is time to go now, Jeremy will be making appearances with his short hair during Christmas in ND, New Years at Amy's and for the duration of... well a good long while. It looks as if Jeremy's days of LONG WAVY NATURALLY HIGHLIGHTED RED HAIR are gone for now. Don't worry they may come back, in a year or two or three. So for now, so long and fare well.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RXTbm5w9LCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2KJ4KkpaU7Y/s1600-h/Photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RXTbm5w9LCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2KJ4KkpaU7Y/s320/Photo+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004866547303132194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RXTbUJw9LBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pkhoigycbNM/s1600-h/Fred+and+George.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RXTbUJw9LBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pkhoigycbNM/s320/Fred+and+George.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004866225180584978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RXTbFJw9LAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wVlfwmBLW8o/s1600-h/brom.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RXTbFJw9LAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wVlfwmBLW8o/s320/brom.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004865967482547202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-4379113566400662272?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/4379113566400662272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=4379113566400662272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/4379113566400662272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/4379113566400662272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-with-mixed-reviews.html' title='Back with Mixed Reviews'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cFlP2uJ6yXs/RXTbm5w9LCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2KJ4KkpaU7Y/s72-c/Photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-3582641121230763512</id><published>2006-11-13T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:46:52.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bahhh</title><content type='html'>So much for not dreaming. I dreamed all night long about EMS and HAZMAT situations and calls. bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-3582641121230763512?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/3582641121230763512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=3582641121230763512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/3582641121230763512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/3582641121230763512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/11/bahhh.html' title='bahhh'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-3125217146275647972</id><published>2006-11-12T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T21:38:55.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BTL Frickin S</title><content type='html'>Today I had to be in class by 8:00 AM. I got to Health Sciences at about 730 so I could make a pot of coffee before class started. It was locked. So I had to wake Krissy up and get her keys. I felt bad but got a morning kiss from a cute sleepy girl.  Any who went and unlocked the front door and started to make some &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;joe&lt;/span&gt;. About a dozen students were there before M showed up at 755. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Arg&lt;/span&gt;. I really wish he would show up earlier than 5 minutes before. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so the Orange juice, donuts, and bananas made up for about a tenth of him being late.&lt;br /&gt;When I planned on bringing my coffee maker I planned on sharing. By the end of lunch we had finished off the 3rd pot of coffee. This was good &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Starbuck's&lt;/span&gt; whole bean Breakfast blend coffee. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;..... My not quite pound bag cost $7 and I had only made one pot before this. So I didn't want to make any more and people had gone out to lunch so they can get their own caffeine fix. Well apparently some people just like being moochers and ungrateful ones at that. One student, we will call P, asked me if I would make more coffee. When I told him 3 pots was it, had the gall to give me a "well why not?" look. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;AAAHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;. Most students and the guest teacher were grateful for the coffee even if it was a little strong. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Poooy&lt;/span&gt;, why must people look a gift horse in the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;So after lunch we did some group of 8 scenarios which really got your mind going and took the written. I got 22/33 right on the &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-test. Don't think I did that well on the post-test. So this evening we did some scenarios that were our testing out of practical skills. That started late and once again I was frustrated with the managerial/organizational skills of the one and only M. My group kicked butt though. We cruised through the scenarios and work as a team.&lt;br /&gt;So since about 645pm I have been working on and off on my &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HAZMAT&lt;/span&gt; practical test. So so confusing and frustrating. Things have piled up this week, well this month to where I feel totally behind and want to quit school. No I won't do that. I graduate in May, I graduate in May. Just keep telling yourself that Jeremy. It is now 1140 and I need to get sleeping. I don't want to dream about &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;BTLS&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;HAZMAT&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully I am too tired to dream tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-3125217146275647972?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/3125217146275647972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=3125217146275647972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/3125217146275647972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/3125217146275647972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/11/btl-frickin-s.html' title='BTL Frickin S'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-4474073586994794464</id><published>2006-11-09T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T12:07:44.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfection is a good egg sandwich</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aeb.org/Foodservice/images/bagel-bites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.aeb.org/Foodservice/images/bagel-bites.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bagel and egg sandwich this morning because Ben made me hungry for one. Surprisingly the egg ended up the perfect size. Egg did not fall out everywhere and maybe that is because there was no cheese on it. :( Oh well. It is almost Friday and even though it looks to be a bleak day for Frisbee I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-4474073586994794464?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/4474073586994794464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=4474073586994794464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/4474073586994794464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/4474073586994794464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/11/perfection-is-good-egg-sandwich.html' title='Perfection is a good egg sandwich'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-2762067645714406801</id><published>2006-10-30T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T12:56:11.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How much to kill you</title><content type='html'>Check out these two websites for startling news on energy drinks and other caffine in things news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.energyfiend.com/"&gt;http://www.energyfiend.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,226223,00.html"&gt;http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,226223,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-2762067645714406801?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/2762067645714406801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=2762067645714406801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/2762067645714406801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/2762067645714406801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/10/how-much-to-kill-you.html' title='How much to kill you'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-178136331791726168</id><published>2006-10-29T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T21:20:40.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my favorite things</title><content type='html'>I realized that one of my favorite things to do is make people, especially females, feel beautiful. I go about this in multiple ways- Flowers, comments both on blogs and myspaces and, give hugs, telling them outright, and whistling. One thing that I have become known for is whistling at my girl friends and my girlfriend. I whistle or throw a "bow chica bow wow" out in their direction when they are walking by. My favorite is when they are looking especially good, like tonight at banquet,  I whistle and give em' and eye brow raise or two.  They deserve to hear that they are beautiful because every one of them is. Whether they are beautiful because they are my friends or they are my friends cause they are beautiful makes no difference. The only thing that matter is that they know to at least one person they are beautiful no matter what. So here's to all my beautiful friends and family out there, "whit woooo!!!" :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-178136331791726168?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/178136331791726168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=178136331791726168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/178136331791726168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/178136331791726168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='One of my favorite things'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-3369425329811958822</id><published>2006-10-25T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T16:45:49.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my internship</title><content type='html'>Wednesday afternoons from 1-4 I work with Lincoln Water Systems on their Pandemic Flu Plan. I have to figure out how to shelter 30 people in a building for 30 days. It is exciting and crappy at the same time. I can't even count the number of times my supervisor has used the phrase "uncharted territory" with this project. Today I spent most of the afternoon searching Sam's Club's website for personal hygiene items. Just personal items cost about $400. I haven't even touched on food. Oy vey. On the random topic of MREs they have a self life of 130 months at 60 degrees F and there are 24 different &lt;a href="http://www.mreinfo.com/mre-menu-2005.html"&gt;varieties&lt;/a&gt;. Sadly only 4 or 6 are vegetarian, oh well. This project is very daunting and thankfully I have next semester to keep working on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-3369425329811958822?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/3369425329811958822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=3369425329811958822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/3369425329811958822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/3369425329811958822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-internship.html' title='my internship'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-4069108018604103764</id><published>2006-10-20T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T21:34:26.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Frost is on my car</title><content type='html'>Call me crazy or whatever you like but I am still happy to announce that I had to scrape off my car yesterday morning. It was cold enough to see my breathe and  for everything to be frosted. Half of Nebraska is forcasted for snow tonight. YIPE!!!!!!!!! Off to bed. Happy Sabbath&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-4069108018604103764?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/4069108018604103764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=4069108018604103764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/4069108018604103764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/4069108018604103764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/10/frost-is-on-my-car.html' title='The Frost is on my car'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-2476636674890321275</id><published>2006-10-17T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T14:58:14.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What my Bonnie is capable of</title><content type='html'>A while back, like May, my brother-in-law told me that Pontiac took my body style Bonneville and made it go 200 mph. This blew me away cause most cars ripping around at 200 mph are not family sedan "granny" cars. All summer I wanted to look up what they did to my car to make it break 200 and finally I found it. My personal car will never reach a speed close to that but it makes me happy to know what lies within my beautiful car. For the full story check out &lt;a href="http://www.popularmechanics.com/automotive/motorsports/1269281.html"&gt;Popular Mechanic's&lt;/a&gt; site. Happy reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-2476636674890321275?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/2476636674890321275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=2476636674890321275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/2476636674890321275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/2476636674890321275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-my-bonnie-is-capable-of.html' title='What my Bonnie is capable of'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-1586525489454608674</id><published>2006-10-17T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T05:09:05.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reprise rebuttle</title><content type='html'>A while back I made the comment that all I wanted for Christmas was a waterproof camera. I am making a change to that. As much as it might be nice to have a waterproof camera, the need is not as pressing. Since I am not going to Venezuela, the places  I will visit any time soon need not a waterproof camera. So what does this mean to any of you? If you were planning on pooling your money for the camera, you don't have to. I mean if you still want to pool your money and get me a camera, more power to ya but you don't have to. Any who, sorry mom for shooting your christmas present plan, if that was your plan. I'm not sure what exactly I want for christmas, I know it is still a ways off. Give me options and I'll give you answers. tootles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-1586525489454608674?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/1586525489454608674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=1586525489454608674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1586525489454608674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1586525489454608674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/10/reprise-rebuttle.html' title='Reprise rebuttle'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-989310496152768039</id><published>2006-10-12T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T07:51:35.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>Okay so it has been a couple weeks since I last blogged. I am very delinquent, my apologies to my faithful checkers. Most of you know what my announcement is but some do not. My degree has now changed to General Studies in IRR, Business, and Religion. Amy gave me a hard time for following in her footsteps. The greatest thing about this degree change is- I am not stressed out any more. Yeah I have papers and tests and what not but I don't have to worry about Venezuela or Firefighter 1. I can just focus on the stuff I have to do and get it done. It helps that I now have two nights a week to my own instead of none. Any who, it is break and there might be more postings shortly cause I have time. TTFN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-989310496152768039?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/989310496152768039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=989310496152768039' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/989310496152768039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/989310496152768039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/10/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-7107426959077799451</id><published>2006-09-26T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T15:20:03.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Festival of Renaissance</title><content type='html'>On Sunday, a group of 9 made a traverse of almost 200 miles to The City of Kansas in Kansas. For the past 30 years hoards of people have made the trek to a secluded little glade where this fanciful event takes place. Pipes and Plaid ruled the weekend, along with many large bred dogs and  semi dressed wenches and well dressed ladies. Men wore too small tights as well as wanna be kilts, traditional wrap and shoulder throw kilts, and cloaks galore. The weather was faire and beautiful with a nice breeze and plenty of sun. Lance, sword, and ax were used to defend honor while spear, kaber, and stone were used to show feats of strength for silver medals on blue ribbon. I should have used sun screen for my cheeks, lips and nose have a tomato glow to them. Krissy got it a tish worse for her bodice and undershirt left shoulders and chest bare. Twas a good day with far too little sleep. I wished to purchase a sword whilst I was there but settled with a sticker ribbon for ringing the hammer bell ringing and a nice shiny medal on blue ribbon for the stone throw. All in all twas a delightful weekend full of busy-ness and fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-7107426959077799451?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/7107426959077799451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=7107426959077799451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/7107426959077799451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/7107426959077799451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/09/festival-of-renaissance.html' title='A Festival of Renaissance'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-189153608016747948</id><published>2006-09-21T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T20:25:12.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Midwest Monsoon and Hem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/871/2045/1600/midwest%20monsoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/871/2045/320/midwest%20monsoon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been the oddest rainy day I have ever had. It seemed more like a winter storm than a rain storm. To make things even odder this system looks like a hurricane in the middle of the country. I love rain and it has been one of those day that all one wants to do is bake cookies, drink cider or hot cocoa whilst watching a movie. The baking cookies happened but during the season premier of Gray's Anatomy. 16 people were watching Gray's in Laura's basement so the 32 Pillsbury chocholate chip cookies didn't go too far. There were enough to go around just not more than twice. I horded the special ones for me myself and my Bible study tomorrow night, Big Deluxe Peanut Butter cup cookies. Yummmmmy.&lt;br /&gt;Second item on my title- Hem. Long long time ago my sista and I heard Hem's debut on NPR. Just tonight some mutal firm or insurance firm's commercial used "Half an Acre". I haven't heard Hem for quite some time so I looked them up on Amazon.com. Loe and behold they have five more CDs other than Rabbit Songs. This makes me happy. I one of their CDs or eastmountainsouth or Relient K or Jill Philip's newest Cd or any other of Jill's albums besides Writing on the wall. I have alot of CDs that I want to get but alas I need $ to do that and right now I am sqeaking by. Til christmas or graduation or a lotto win. Oh and on the Christmas note- All I want is a digital camera I can take to Venezuela and have it survive. A pooling of everyone's funds would be totally cool. A waterproof digital camera and a memory chip or two. Yeah I know we haven't even hit Halloween yet and I'm talking Christmas. I just have too much to get done before then to worry about it later. So love ya all and pool your money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-189153608016747948?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/189153608016747948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=189153608016747948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/189153608016747948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/189153608016747948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/09/midwest-monsoon-and-hem.html' title='A Midwest Monsoon and Hem'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-7170604818074853714</id><published>2006-09-10T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T20:39:27.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Riding</title><content type='html'>Story #1:The last Wednesday night in August, Krissy and I got the urg to go on a bike ride. By the time we finally did get out to riding it was getting darker so we ran down to Target. There was a generator headlight and tail light. To make a long story shorter, the generator didn't work and was a pain to put on. Once we got going, I was riding my brother's Roadie and she was riding my sister's Coast King (it's old and has issues that could be fixed but haven't). Due to the differences in bike size, person size, and gear ratios, Krissy was behind a little. Also the Coast King takes some getting used to. We switched bikes and were able to keep a steady pace together... until one of the pedals on the Coast King fell off. Thankfully I had noticed it and were heading back but we were still at A street and Normal Blvd. We made it back to the house in pretty good time considering half of the time I was propelling myself in a scooter type fashion and the other half I was riding with one pedal. It was a feat and by the time we got back Krissy was laughing so hard she was having a hard time controling the bike. I can confidently say I got my exercise that evening and also worked muscles that are not used to that.  Good laughs and memories, right?&lt;br /&gt;Story #2: Yesterday we got another hankering to get out of Lincoln or just do something because of the weather- gray and drizzly. So we finally settled on riding our bikes to Pioneers. Yes to Pioneers in the rain. We called a friend to see if he wanted to come. His initial reaction was a "are you two nuts?!" kind of reaction. The funny part was after convincing him I had some water proofish pants, he agreed. So the three of us rode down to Pioneers in the drizzle and rain and no rain and were able to get back in time for V2. To explain that phenominum- we left his house at 440 and got back at 705 and got to V2 by 735.  We all had mud stripes up our back and back side, were a tish wet from without and within our coats, and were all plesantly worked out. It was good to get out and realize that I might just be able to make it through the CABL Triathalon again this year. I should train but don't, I should get running shoes but won't, and I should be worried about surviving but am not. This is my third Triathalon without training, I'll be fine. Hopefully....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-7170604818074853714?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/7170604818074853714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=7170604818074853714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/7170604818074853714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/7170604818074853714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/09/bike-riding.html' title='Bike Riding'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-1937475354409865605</id><published>2006-09-06T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T06:16:08.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to the days of summer</title><content type='html'>Summer summer where'd you go&lt;br /&gt;The days of class go soooo slow&lt;br /&gt;Gone away the carefree days&lt;br /&gt;Here to stay the long day haze&lt;br /&gt;730 classes are such a pain&lt;br /&gt;Softball and coffee keep me sane&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in happens only in dreams&lt;br /&gt;Keep coffee flowing in a steady stream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-1937475354409865605?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/1937475354409865605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=1937475354409865605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1937475354409865605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/1937475354409865605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/09/ode-to-days-of-summer.html' title='Ode to the days of summer'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-115513166100315213</id><published>2006-08-09T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T14:54:13.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ornery (cantankerous) Mac Switcher</title><content type='html'>This morning I felt a little ornery and decided to mess with my roomie's room. While he was in the shower I took one of his messanger bags and stuck it under the covers along with a pillow. I then switched his mac with my mac. Upon openning he knew right away but it was still entertaining for me to watch him from the kitchen. Oh the little joys I have, especially in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-115513166100315213?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/115513166100315213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=115513166100315213' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115513166100315213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115513166100315213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/08/ornery-cantankerous-mac-switcher.html' title='Ornery (cantankerous) Mac Switcher'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-115500974767336611</id><published>2006-08-07T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:42:06.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Macs Macs Everywhere</title><content type='html'>A friend just rolled in from Washington today and I found out she just got a Macbook. It is the low end one but still totally rocks. Then tonight at Ballroom dance class, I got my happy G4 Powerbook. Citi Bank and Financial Aid are not working together so I have not gotten my, well his money yet. Thankfully he didn't want to haul this Lappy around any more and now I have it. Hopefully I will get the check Tuesday and get him paid. He said it wasn't like I was going to skip town or anything. And if I did, he would send his goons after me. Well off to bed I go. Nighty Night macs. Sleep tight and don't let the viruses bite. Oh wait you don't have to worry about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-115500974767336611?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/115500974767336611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=115500974767336611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115500974767336611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115500974767336611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/08/macs-macs-everywhere.html' title='Macs Macs Everywhere'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-115453293926864919</id><published>2006-08-02T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T08:35:39.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garfield coffee</title><content type='html'>If you are ever bored and need a pick me up, go to this &lt;a href="http://www.garfield.com/fungames/beanme.html"&gt;Garfield&lt;/a&gt; link and enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-115453293926864919?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/115453293926864919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=115453293926864919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115453293926864919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115453293926864919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/08/garfield-coffee.html' title='Garfield coffee'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-115446599059860566</id><published>2006-08-01T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T13:59:50.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fixing Macs</title><content type='html'>I am at work right now doing some research for Doug. His son's iBook just took a dive off the deep end. UNL mac store said it probably needs a new hard drive. So in my searching for a new hard drive I stumbled upon the most radically cool website for mac do-it-yourselfers. It is called &lt;a href="http://www.ifixit.com/cart/customer/home.php"&gt;iFixit&lt;/a&gt; and it way way cool. This website sells parts as well as showing you exactly how to change the part you bought from them. Roomie #1 is running out of space on his Powerbook (mainly because of Gray's Anatomy) and asked me what it would take to upgrade space and maybe RAM. I found that his Powerbook is far easier to upgrade than Doug's iBook. I might just tell doug to have UNL mac store upgrade it. Especially since they would do it for like $60 plus cost of hard drive. This is one of those Jiffy Lube dilemas- you can do it yourself but having someone else do it for a little more $ and less time is nice. Also sometimes do-it-yourselfers get in over their heads and have to receive help anyways. Well back to work now but enjoy cruzing iFixit all you mac lovers that read my blog. Okay that would be Ang and Ben... and me... and Krissy... and maybe Kristina. tootles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-115446599059860566?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/115446599059860566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=115446599059860566' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115446599059860566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115446599059860566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/08/fixing-macs.html' title='Fixing Macs'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-115431114038119553</id><published>2006-07-30T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T18:59:00.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roadie vs. Mountain Bike</title><content type='html'>For all you faithful readers (mom) out there that were a bit confused by my last post here is a comparison of roadie vs. mountain bike. Roadies have slick tires while mountain bikes have knobby tires. Roadies have curved handle bars that are set over the front tire a bit while MT Bikes have straight bars set over the front fork. (fork is what connects the tire to the frame) Roadies have gears that are set more for flat out speed but encompass a wide enough range to climb pretty steep hillls while MT bikes are set even more towards hill climbing and less for speed. Most of MT bikers' speed comes from heading down hill. Roadies are build being cautious to every gram while even though MT bikes are built lighter and lighter they need to take a beating and not break. To sum it all up in one comparrison- Lance Armstrong and other Tour de France people ride roadies while John Cowan and other X Gamers ride Mountain bikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sportphotos.lu/data/media/3/armstrong_prologue_tour_de_france_2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.sportphotos.lu/data/media/3/armstrong_prologue_tour_de_france_2002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1608.g.akamai.net/7/1608/1365/f01184520b51b0/away.com/images/outside/200404/mountain_biking_pana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://a1608.g.akamai.net/7/1608/1365/f01184520b51b0/away.com/images/outside/200404/mountain_biking_pana.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-115431114038119553?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/115431114038119553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=115431114038119553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115431114038119553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115431114038119553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/07/roadie-vs-mountain-bike.html' title='Roadie vs. Mountain Bike'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-115388247258271280</id><published>2006-07-25T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T19:54:32.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mountain Biking (Lincoln Style)</title><content type='html'>For the past couple weekends, I have found myself over at Joe's house for Sabbath lunch which turns into Sunday's one meal Blupper. This weekend we decided to do some mountain biking that ended up being just riding the trail to The Sunken Gardens. Before we could go, I had to run home and get a bike. I was originally going to use my brothers but forgot that one of the pedal was broken. My nonbrother Ben let me use his much to my happiness, for a little while at least. While we were waiting for everyone to get ready, Joe and I were curb hopping and what not. Well... I went off one curb- blew a tire- and wiped out on my left side. I have a nice little inch by 2 inch scab on my shoulder, a hidden bruise on my hip and a scrape on my ankle. Thankfully I was wearing my helmet so my head is okay. Another thankful is my brother's bike tire works on Ben's bike so we didn't lose too much time on our ride. Actually it worked out almost perfectly because Josh was finally ready by the time tires were swapped. Now I just need to get a new tube for Ben's bike cause there is a couple holes in the one that blew out. I bought a patch kit and have to find it again. Even if I'm not patching Ben's. It has the fun little tire wedge/prying/hook thingys. Anywho all three are a little sore but not too bad considering. Next I need to actually do some mountain biking off the path. And if we are just riding on the trail I am bringing my roadie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-115388247258271280?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/115388247258271280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=115388247258271280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115388247258271280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115388247258271280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/07/mountain-biking-lincoln-style.html' title='Mountain Biking (Lincoln Style)'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-115343184706356811</id><published>2006-07-20T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T14:44:07.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>Something good has come out of our mishap at the Drumcorp last week. Apparently there were enough Teed Off people complaining to the Lied Center that something has changed. We can get our full refund if we bring the tickets back to them. I have not gotten all the info for the situation but things are looking up. There is also a second option I guess, discount. If you hold on to you ticket until next year you will get $15 off your ticket purchase. I'm glad they changed their mind and gave us more of a deal. Go angry people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-115343184706356811?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/115343184706356811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=115343184706356811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115343184706356811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115343184706356811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/07/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-115288535948409315</id><published>2006-07-14T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T09:02:22.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flooded Starship</title><content type='html'>I didn't think Starships flooded. Most of the time they are zooming around in the air or space not in water. Unless you happen to be Luke Skywalker then maybe Starships are in water. Of course Yoda can raise it out of the sludge and muck by himself. In real life it takes 7 Padowans, five fans, and a pile of mud out side the Starship to get it out of water. &lt;br /&gt;The long and short of it is way back on Monday, Krissy Joe and I went to the Starship 9 theatre to watch Mission Impossible III and found it closed with a pile of mud outside. Some how it flooded and was now closed for cleaning and what not. Last night Laura, Krissy, and I walked by on our way to the Cornhusker Summer Music games (that's another story) and found Starship up and running. I wonder if it was still going after the rain we had last night. Oh yeah, the quick version of the Cornhusker Summer music games is - Band #1 was set to play and it started to rain and Lightening and after waiting an hour for it to clear the head dudes told us to go home. The good thing is they are coming back next summer. The annoying things is we are getting a "Deal" for our jipped performance. The "Deal" is we get Premium seats for $15 next summer. There are many potential downfalls and crappy things to this deal that I won't go into. I am sure yall can think of some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-115288535948409315?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/115288535948409315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=115288535948409315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115288535948409315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115288535948409315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/07/flooded-starship.html' title='Flooded Starship'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-115153171889899136</id><published>2006-06-28T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T14:55:18.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Jousting</title><content type='html'>I found out today that I can ride my bike while carrying a 12 foot step ladder in one hand. Things go okay until stopping is concerned or bumps. Carrying a 6 foot ladder is much easier and doesn't cause as much wobbling. While transporting the 12 foot ladder and man on the sidewalk gave me a funny look. "Its Bike Jousting" was my only reply. I don't think he thought it very funny. Oh well, I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-115153171889899136?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/115153171889899136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=115153171889899136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115153171889899136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115153171889899136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/06/bike-jousting.html' title='Bike Jousting'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-115150153842744157</id><published>2006-06-28T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T06:32:18.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleuthing</title><content type='html'>It is a good thing that neither Kayla, Angela, or little Ben are not CSI agents. No cases would be solved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to the last Jazz in June down by the Sheldon Art Gallary. I driven my car to school but wanted to ride my bike instead. Krissy was already downtown with her car and I didn't feel like having a second one down there for the sake of fuel consumption. Also I am trying to get/keep in shape this summer by riding my bike. Any who to the topic at hand. Before I left, my water bottle needed filling and I locked the house already. Got out my keys, unlocked the kitchen door and filled up the bottle. There is something you should know about the kitchen door, you can lock it without the key. I think you know where this is going. &lt;br /&gt;I did not realize my keys were gone until about 2 hours later while packing up the blanket after Jazz in June. Panic was not setting in so I called Ben to see if they were on the counter. He wasn't home yet but would look and give me a call. The call was missed when he did get home. Alas no keys on the counter, according to Angela. &lt;br /&gt;To make a semi long story shorter, I found my keys on the counter. I, Me, Myself found the keys that weren't on the counter. I am sure if I ask Angela she would say they were hiding. Hiding right next to/ semi under the bag of chips. I am thankful that my keys were there safe and sound. It makes me laugh that they were unable to find them. Or perhaps unwilling to look full heartedly. So maybe the three mentioned above would be good CSI agents. However they make lousy key finders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-115150153842744157?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/115150153842744157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=115150153842744157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115150153842744157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115150153842744157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/06/sleuthing.html' title='Sleuthing'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-115136542963752789</id><published>2006-06-26T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T16:43:49.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/P1010185.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/P1010185.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been awhile since some of my faithful readers have seen me. My hair (both on my head and face) has grown longer. The sun has put some pretty cool high lights in my hair as well as some color on my face. We decided to have a little fun before I cut my hair a bit before the wedding. Please don't disown me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/P1010186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/P1010186.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-115136542963752789?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/115136542963752789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=115136542963752789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115136542963752789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115136542963752789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-hair.html' title='My Hair'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-115125836326873461</id><published>2006-06-25T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T10:59:23.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Fast Too Furious Tooo Cooooool</title><content type='html'>Last night Laura, Krissy and I went to see The Fast and the Furious Tokyo Drift down at the Grande. Krissy had seen it the previous week and loved it so we all wanted to see it. After the movie we had a discussion as to which movie is the best. The general consensus was the Second Movie was lacking a bit. The first and third are both great movies but there is very little comparison between the two. Totally different racing styles and way different hot cars. The ever present love story was semi cheesey. The girl minded us of Janett Jackson and one of the guys reminded all three of us of the Justin in charge of Project Impact. All in all it was a good time for the three of us. We have started sort of a tradition that when we go downtown for a movie, either cheap or not, we go over to Cold Stone Creamery for some good stuff. I have a buy one get one on the Pogo card. It we aren't careful we'll use up the spaces and gain poundage over the summer. Hey, the Pogo card runs out in December so I best use up what I can before it gets cold and the Pogo card runs out. Anyways for the hot car and hot women lovers out there, Go now and see Tokyo Drift. It'll put a smile on your face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-115125836326873461?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/115125836326873461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=115125836326873461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115125836326873461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115125836326873461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/06/too-fast-too-furious-tooo-cooooool.html' title='Too Fast Too Furious Tooo Cooooool'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-115111757459817251</id><published>2006-06-23T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T19:52:54.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Limeade</title><content type='html'>Beware of good lime or lemon ade. It might make comments such as "Pucker Up" come out of your mouth. Such comments might be taken as an invitation in mixed company. Fore warned fore armed. Go get yourself some of the good stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-115111757459817251?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/115111757459817251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=115111757459817251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115111757459817251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115111757459817251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/06/simply-limeade.html' title='Simply Limeade'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-115081256417124954</id><published>2006-06-20T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T07:09:24.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Blue</title><content type='html'>Hello all my faithful checkers of my blog. I am sorry that you have received nothing in return for your loyalty for over a month. It is hard to get cell reception where I was let alone internet. Fear no more because I am home safe and sound in Lincoln sleeping on a wonderful bed with down feather tick. Ahh the luxuries of living in a house and not a tent.  Daily showers with pressure and the ability to keep your feet clean for more than 30 seconds is also a wonderful thing. I have lots of stories, actually kept a journal, but those are for another time. Thanks for checking and continuing to check.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-115081256417124954?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/115081256417124954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=115081256417124954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115081256417124954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/115081256417124954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-in-blue.html' title='Back in Blue'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114749542171649963</id><published>2006-05-12T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T21:43:41.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Idea, Bad Idea</title><content type='html'>Good Idea- Being hydrated before going to donate plasma.&lt;br /&gt;Bad Idea- Drinking  70 fl. oz. of water within the 45 minutes before donating plasma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114749542171649963?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114749542171649963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114749542171649963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114749542171649963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114749542171649963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/05/good-idea-bad-idea.html' title='Good Idea, Bad Idea'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114671906569499391</id><published>2006-05-03T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:04:25.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in July, well May really</title><content type='html'>A couple friends of mine and I were talking today about the cottonwood fluff flying around and where Christmas in July phrase came from. I know there are people that give gifts to needy kids in July but that is not really what we talked about. We were saying how the Cottonwood fluff flying is like snow and all that. It brought a new meaning and happiness to the fluff flying and July and such. Any one else have a definition of Christmas in July?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114671906569499391?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114671906569499391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114671906569499391' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114671906569499391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114671906569499391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/05/christmas-in-july-well-may-really.html' title='Christmas in July, well May really'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114637797638754265</id><published>2006-04-29T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T23:19:36.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Music Music</title><content type='html'>Tonight I went to the UC Concert Winds spring concert. It was a great time and I kindof wish I would have gone to more concerts during my time here. The songs were great, the MC was stupidly funny and the company was great. Afterwords three of us went to IHOP, yes Ben IHOP not VI, and then went to Wal-Mart, yes Amy evil Wal-Mart. Anywho I got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Legend of Johnny Cash&lt;/span&gt;. I am listening to it right now and completely lovin it.  I almost bought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Recordings From Folsom Prison. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am kindof glad I didn't even though live recordings are funny at times. I have decided that I really love a variety of music but Country and Christian are ones I listen to the most and love the most. I'm headed to bed happy and tired. Tis a good way to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114637797638754265?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114637797638754265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114637797638754265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114637797638754265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114637797638754265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/04/music-music-music.html' title='Music Music Music'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114633590231131676</id><published>2006-04-29T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T11:38:22.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Union Moved</title><content type='html'>Has anyone seen the corn fields of Nebraska lately? Cause I think Union got teleported to a small suburban area of Seatle Washington. Oooo that would make a couple friends of mine happy cause they would be closer to home and others are infatuated with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/greysanatomy/"&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt; hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114633590231131676?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114633590231131676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114633590231131676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114633590231131676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114633590231131676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/04/union-moved.html' title='Union Moved'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114600084969078780</id><published>2006-04-25T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T14:34:13.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sad revelation</title><content type='html'>My last post was about a wonderful sunny day that looked snowy because of the trees. And now it is tuesday near the end of april and they are forecasting snow in parts of Nebraska. Does that seem a little twisted to anyone else? I do realize it is typical Midwest weather but I can't help but be alittle annoyed, especially when I only had one pair of pants to wear and like 5 pairs of shorts just waiting to be worn. My goodness... spring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114600084969078780?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114600084969078780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114600084969078780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114600084969078780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114600084969078780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/04/sad-revelation.html' title='sad revelation'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114593717220056217</id><published>2006-04-24T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T20:52:52.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowing</title><content type='html'>Last week all the trees were blooming and showing their pretty flowers. One day it was really windy in the morning and it was blowing the petals off the trees. It was such a beautiful sight cause it looked like snow. It also reminded me of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Last Samurai&lt;/span&gt; which is also a good memory and a great movie.  Thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114593717220056217?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114593717220056217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114593717220056217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114593717220056217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114593717220056217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/04/snowing.html' title='Snowing'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114477278684825430</id><published>2006-04-11T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T09:26:26.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fold or scrunch</title><content type='html'>I was asked this question Saturday night- Do you fold or scrunch your toilet paper?&lt;br /&gt;I fold mine... do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114477278684825430?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114477278684825430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114477278684825430' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114477278684825430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114477278684825430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/04/fold-or-scrunch.html' title='Fold or scrunch'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114464294944972764</id><published>2006-04-09T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:22:29.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Street Lincoln Nebraska</title><content type='html'>I heard a couple weeks ago that O Street is the longest straightest main street. Well I finally looked it up and it turns out to be true. O Street is the longest straightest main street in the WORLD!! How crazy is that? The first link when I googled it was a &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/A296165"&gt;BBC&lt;/a&gt; website that had info on Lincoln NE and that was one of the facts on Lincoln. I think it is pretty cool that we have another world record besides the most people yo-yoing in a single place for 3 minutes. I am sure we have other world records but none that are as cool as those two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.&lt;br /&gt;Also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zero Street&lt;/span&gt; by Allen Ginsberg is written due to the inspiration of O Street.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114464294944972764?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114464294944972764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114464294944972764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114464294944972764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114464294944972764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/04/o-street-lincoln-nebraska.html' title='O Street Lincoln Nebraska'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114446726341590062</id><published>2006-04-07T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T07:28:28.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/DSCF5906.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/DSCF5906.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/DSCF5908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/DSCF5908.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/DSCF5903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/DSCF5903.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/DSCF5906.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114446726341590062?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114446726341590062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114446726341590062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114446726341590062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114446726341590062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/04/after-cleaning.html' title='After cleaning'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114446704896176093</id><published>2006-04-07T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T07:28:55.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Cleaning for Open House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/DSCF5897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/DSCF5897.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/DSCF5894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/DSCF5894.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/DSCF5899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/DSCF5899.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114446704896176093?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114446704896176093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114446704896176093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114446704896176093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114446704896176093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/04/before-cleaning-for-open-house.html' title='Before Cleaning for Open House'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114429437011842920</id><published>2006-04-05T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T20:32:50.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Concerts concerts concerts</title><content type='html'>Earlier today my brother sent me a link saything that Nickle Creek is going to be at the Rocco Theatre in April fairly soon. Well another thing that rocks is that on the 21st Eric Peters is going to be here in Lincoln too. If you wanna check it out click on Eric Peters over there under Music people and on Concerts once his page loads. Way sweet. I am excited!! I haven't been to a concert in like forever and then in one month I have the oportunity to go to three kick butt rock awesome ones. SWEET!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114429437011842920?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114429437011842920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114429437011842920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114429437011842920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114429437011842920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/04/concerts-concerts-concerts.html' title='Concerts concerts concerts'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114399882212297403</id><published>2006-04-02T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T10:27:02.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PS To International House of Pancakes</title><content type='html'>A month or more ago I posted about how the country fried steak and eggs meals didn't come with pancakes. Well that is only according to our server for the night. A smaller group of us went there after the play and upon looking at the menu a "that dirty punk" came out of my mouth directed at my previous server. All in all this IHOP experience turned out to be a good one. We were like 5 of 5 people that were there to start with because of an incredible thunderstorm that rolled through with torrential rain, lightening and thunder. I was hoping that a loud thunder crack would happen when I have to play my weak impression of thunder for the play. It didn't quite happen but it was a great time for the play. Only 9 empty seats, 138 out of 147. SWEET!!! Okay back to IHOP... Because we were the biggest group the waitress was pretty laid back and when I told her briefly about my previous experience, she gave us all a drink on the house which made up for it. Anywho, IHOP's Country Fried Steak and Egg breakfast DOES come with pancakes and I am thankful we got the good server. A couple other people came in from the play and got not so good service. I'm glad that there are still people out there who are nice and make up for others short commings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114399882212297403?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114399882212297403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114399882212297403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114399882212297403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114399882212297403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/04/ps-to-international-house-of-pancakes.html' title='PS To International House of Pancakes'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114393568057610557</id><published>2006-04-01T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T15:54:40.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vesper Concert Series</title><content type='html'>Last night there was a concert for vespers. I had never heard of the person that was going to be singing but the concert fact made me happy. Well... I think we all got more than we expected, even Pastor Rich. The performer's name was and is &lt;a href="http://www.davidharsh.com/home.html"&gt;David Harsh&lt;/a&gt; and he is an awesome guitarist. The whole time I was mezmerized and filled with peace. It has been far too long since I saw a concert and even longer since I have written any songs. I have been even more delinquent with my guitar playing than my blogging. David's performance and testimonies made me desire to pick up my guitar and play. Telling you I went back and played guitar all night and all afternoon would be a lie. Wishful thoughts of playing and writing have been on my mind. Even when my brother invited me a park between school and his house to play guitar and frisbee, I decline. Instead I watched &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0091530/"&gt;The Mission&lt;/a&gt; which was a sobering experience and made me thankful for life and freedom. The music in the movie was movingly peaceful in parts and hauntingly devilish in others. Side note- A recent film is sort of a sequell and is called &lt;a href="http://www.endofthespear.com/"&gt;End of the Spear&lt;/a&gt;, which I hope to watch before school gets out. Music has always had a powerful influence on me so now after my nap I am listening to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jars of Clay- Redemption Songs&lt;/span&gt; and enjoying the different styles of music they play. I have missed music lately and I feel the reason behind this is my lack of faith in my walk. A feeling of wandering has been hanging over me for the past couple months. Helping out in the Youth Department has help and made the yearning inside me stronger. I want to have the passion I had in High School. Wether they know it or not, they Youth are helping me when I thought I was just helping them. Standing off in the wings won't help you soar. Stepping out and off in faith, helps you soar. Hmmmm... started this post about a concert and ended with my walk... My walk is Music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114393568057610557?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114393568057610557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114393568057610557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114393568057610557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114393568057610557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/04/vesper-concert-series.html' title='Vesper Concert Series'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114317586723956883</id><published>2006-03-29T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T21:34:42.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delinquent</title><content type='html'>I have been in a non blogging mood for the past couple weeks. I know that I don't have to write big long inspiring blogs but I have felt... bloggless. When ever something happens I think "hey I should blog about this!" but then I think "someone else will blog about this so I won't for fear of double blogging." I have also been behind on checking others bloggs as well and have found many new blogs from other delinquent bloggers. I find it funny that I started this blog like a week ago and am just not getting back to it. I really am delinquent. Blogging is not my priority right now. Sorry to all my loyal viewrs. Maybe soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114317586723956883?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114317586723956883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114317586723956883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114317586723956883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114317586723956883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/03/delinquent.html' title='Delinquent'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114188385893100509</id><published>2006-03-08T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T21:57:38.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandora's Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://members.aol.com/LShaw3457/PandorasBoxTitle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://members.aol.com/LShaw3457/PandorasBoxTitle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Kevin, Justin and I had a worship talk on dress for the female pursuasion. The good thing is that we didn't have to talk much, the girls did most of it. The bad thing is that I felt I would be running the gauntlet if I had to get to the door quickly. It didn't go as well as I hoped but Pandora's box doesn't open just alittle, it explodes. Justin and Kevin were awesome up there taking all the banter and trying to keep it and me on subject. Wow is all I have to say about it. And I am glad I'm alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114188385893100509?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114188385893100509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114188385893100509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114188385893100509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114188385893100509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/03/pandoras-box.html' title='Pandora&apos;s Box'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114145066883502794</id><published>2006-03-03T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T21:37:48.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Baking</title><content type='html'>Every Wednesday night this semester Laura, Brandon, Liz and I go out to eat some where. Since the play has been going on our eating is usually really fast. Well this wednesday we had all night to do stuff so we went to South Pointe Chipotle however you spell it. After we finished our little donkeys we wanted cookies. So instead of going some place to buy baked ones we went to Super Saver and bought Pillsbury cookies of the Turtle Delux, Peanut butter cup, Oatmeal Raisen, and good ole' chocholate chip. All in all we had just over four and one half dozen cookies. Oh they were good. Even after sharing with random people that passed by we still had like 2 dozen or close to it so Liz took them to play practise the next morning. I came late at 4 o'clock and there were none left to be seen. It was a good time shared by all. Oh yeah I am now finished with Grey's Anatomy season one. Way behind with season two but that will come in time. enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/100_0564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/200/100_0564.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/100_0562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/200/100_0562.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/100_0566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/200/100_0566.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/100_0573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/200/100_0573.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114145066883502794?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114145066883502794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114145066883502794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114145066883502794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114145066883502794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/03/cookie-baking.html' title='Cookie Baking'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114125555331366541</id><published>2006-03-01T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T15:32:10.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delilah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wga.hu/art/s/stom/samson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.wga.hu/art/s/stom/samson.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A female IRR student told me this morning that if she were Delilah, she would cut off my hair. I don't think I like that very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114125555331366541?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114125555331366541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114125555331366541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114125555331366541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114125555331366541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/03/delilah.html' title='Delilah'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114093760387853868</id><published>2006-02-25T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T23:06:43.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RITR photo update 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/100_0548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/100_0545.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114093760387853868?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114093760387853868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114093760387853868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114093760387853868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114093760387853868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/02/ritr-photo-update-2.html' title='RITR photo update 2'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114093743801976023</id><published>2006-02-25T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T23:03:58.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RITR photo update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/100_0539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/100_0541.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114093743801976023?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114093743801976023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114093743801976023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114093743801976023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114093743801976023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/02/ritr-photo-update.html' title='RITR photo update'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114093708215262703</id><published>2006-02-25T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T22:58:02.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>International House of Pancakes, but not w/ Country fried steak and eggs</title><content type='html'>Tonight started really great. I talked to Jennifer for a few minutes before the play, the play went well besides a burnt speaker during intermission. All in all a good night until we went to IHOP for food. I am not saying I don't like IHOP but the service tonight was ______ insert negative adjective/adverb which ever here. First off he took one glass to refill it with water and didn't bring it back. Actually that was secondly, the real first was that he didn't give Laura her water. Thirdly we realized that we were one silverware short. After taking our orders he didn't come back until he brought us our food because I had to ask another server if we could have another glass and a pitcher of water. We get our food and all is well and good except two of us ordered the country fried steak and eggs meal thing and both of us thought that it came with pancakes. So we were wondering about that but finally asked him and he said it didn't. Anywho then the whole check thing came and he botched that up. Charging juice to the wrong person not charging a hot chocolate to another, comeing back with it and still having it wrong. Arg!! Okay then we give him our stack of checks and he 1) doesn't ask if anyone needs change which I did -$6.20 meal I gave him a $10- 2) he didn't bring back my change. I am sitting there and finally he brings the girl's check back for the third time and I finally ask for my change. He comes back and says something like there "is this it, there was only three ones in it" "I had a put a ten in there" So then we are waiting still and instead of $3.80, he comes back with $4.  By this time Laura and Liz are laughing. Liz is trying not to look at me cause I am frustrated but she is laughing. So I torment her for a little bit with some stuff from the play she hates and left the waiter $1. We filled out one of those comment cards and I tried not to cut him apart but wanted to share what bad service had been given to us. I know I should have been nicer since Elder Carlson's talk today was about giving more than they deserve because God does that to us but I was not feeling very loving at the moment. I am not going to let this one incident cause me to be prejudice against IHOP but I will definately not want to be served by Dylan or whatever his name was again. To use the Sandwhich principle, start and end with possitive, the play rocked tonight and the food at IHOP was pretty dang good. I was kindof in the mood for pancakes but I would have been very bloated if I had eaten more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114093708215262703?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114093708215262703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114093708215262703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114093708215262703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114093708215262703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/02/international-house-of-pancakes-but.html' title='International House of Pancakes, but not w/ Country fried steak and eggs'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114050006738212262</id><published>2006-02-20T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:34:27.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prop and stage updat, pictures to follow</title><content type='html'>In responce to Jenn's comment on the cart. Yes it is no longer blue black, green and red. When she saw the cart, it was a nice cream tan color. Nice and uniform unlike the pictures posted here. Well she is more right than she knows when she says it is pretty fancy. Robison and I just finished "staining" the cart this evening. I put it in quotes because it was more like water color painting than staining but no need to go into that now. The play opens on Thursday of this week and we are 90-97% finished and ready. I have more pictures to add of the cart and stage but alas I took back the card reader I used previously and I can't find my roommate's. So... until another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114050006738212262?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114050006738212262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114050006738212262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114050006738212262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114050006738212262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/02/prop-and-stage-updat-pictures-to.html' title='Prop and stage updat, pictures to follow'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114049964874235794</id><published>2006-02-20T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:28:02.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in the Red Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/100_0505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/100_0505.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/100_0496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/100_0496.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/100_0512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/100_0512.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/100_0513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/100_0513.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/100_0504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/100_0504.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114049964874235794?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114049964874235794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114049964874235794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114049964874235794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114049964874235794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/02/running-in-red-pictures.html' title='Running in the Red Pictures'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-114001999334213418</id><published>2006-02-15T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T08:13:13.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea Cart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/100_0454.3.jpg"&gt;A while back I posted that I had finished creating my tea cart. Well I finally have pictures to post if this blog thing will let me.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/100_0455.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/100_0455.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/1600/100_0454.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1720/1599/320/100_0454.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-114001999334213418?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/114001999334213418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=114001999334213418' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114001999334213418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/114001999334213418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/02/tea-cart.html' title='Tea Cart'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-113903256202773918</id><published>2006-02-03T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T21:56:27.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The New Cresent Moon location" AKA The Coffee House</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago a friend of mine took me to what she said was a new Cresent Moon cafe' location. This excited me greatly so I told a bunch of people that there was this 'new' CMC location and it was huge in comparison. Well tonight a bunch of us were planning to go down there. I told everyone that we were going to the CMC which turned out to be The Coffee House NOT Cresent Moon cafe'. We all got there except Eric and Heidi. We figured that they just went to vespers and didn't want to come. Well turns out that Heidi's phone went dead and they didn't get the message that I was incorrect and we weren't at the Cresent Moon cafe' and we were at The Coffee House. So while we were thinking that they were a no show, they were at CMC thinking WE were a no show. Didn't find this out until Jenn went back to Laura and Liz's room and Heidi walked in with her laundry. That is when this horrible mix up came to light. I feel horrible because Heidi wanted to hang out with us tonight and see Jennifer. Tomorrow night Jenn and I are going out with some other friends and who knows what will happen Sunday so Heidi is kindof getting the shaft when it comes to Jenn time. Arg!!!!!! Hopefully things will turn out for the best. At least I now know what The Coffee house is like and that there is not a new Cresent Moon cafe' location. Thats too bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-113903256202773918?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/113903256202773918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=113903256202773918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/113903256202773918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/113903256202773918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-cresent-moon-location-aka-coffee.html' title='&quot;The New Cresent Moon location&quot; AKA The Coffee House'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16753511.post-113884607589509931</id><published>2006-02-01T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T20:18:00.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why....</title><content type='html'>Today at work I wondered why I even work in the mailroom. I was so frustrated with so many people, that I just wanted to not work there any more. Between the incompetence of all but two of my fellow workers and the multiple flats, (between 250 and 350 envelopes each) I just wanted to quit. My two faithful coworkers share my frustration. We wonder how one worker still has her job after three years. The funny thing is she still doesn't know what she is doing half the time she does come in which is only half the time she is suppose to work. So do the math. Yes it may sound like I am bragging about my work ethic but I don't mean to brag. It just annoys me when other people don't pull their weight. I could just not care and not pick up their slack but then things wouldn't get done. Anyways I am way behind on uploading pictures of the set and the cart. Jennifer will be here tomorrow evening so I will use her camera and take some and up load. Alot has changed with the set since I last posted. It was over a week ago. I'm trying to end on a good note so... wha da ya think of this record setting Nebraska weather? huh huh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16753511-113884607589509931?l=jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/feeds/113884607589509931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16753511&amp;postID=113884607589509931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/113884607589509931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16753511/posts/default/113884607589509931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremyjbarber.blogspot.com/2006/02/why.html' title='Why....'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882355846445800087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://lookup.avatars.yahoo.com/wimages?yid=jbarber13&amp;size=large&amp;type=png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
