<?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-26771765</id><updated>2011-08-18T08:07:54.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Content</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-4100372691170482957</id><published>2007-05-20T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T21:00:33.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in the middle of a 4 day weekend. It is raining, so I decided to take advantage of this time and make a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last time, I have been Mitch'd, Larkin'd, and Melissa'd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad came down too, and I had the flu for two weeks. Loads of homework got did, and all of that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hung out with the infamous Kevin Miller twice (no photographic evidence).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch lived on the Sunshine Coast for a bit. I was blessed with weekend visits.&lt;br /&gt;I liked having him here because I skateboarded way more. And he is an amazing person, who I am glad I got to know even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEelx0g-DI/AAAAAAAAACM/mTYJOO251as/s1600-h/IMG_3905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEelx0g-DI/AAAAAAAAACM/mTYJOO251as/s320/IMG_3905.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066864690146113586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEemR0g-EI/AAAAAAAAACU/AF0twSaDPAU/s1600-h/IMG_3909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEemR0g-EI/AAAAAAAAACU/AF0twSaDPAU/s320/IMG_3909.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066864698736048194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEemx0g-FI/AAAAAAAAACc/d3O7nJRjOfk/s1600-h/IMG_3912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEemx0g-FI/AAAAAAAAACc/d3O7nJRjOfk/s320/IMG_3912.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066864707325982802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEe7h0g-GI/AAAAAAAAACk/uW7eGMHsvBk/s1600-h/IMG_3956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEe7h0g-GI/AAAAAAAAACk/uW7eGMHsvBk/s320/IMG_3956.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066865063808268386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Easter dinner at Sarah and Wesley's. I bought Isabella a balloon that was as tall as her, It was funny. I don't care if you are sick of hearing about Isabella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEfwB0g-HI/AAAAAAAAACs/OH9hFsAVB9s/s1600-h/IMG_3937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEfwB0g-HI/AAAAAAAAACs/OH9hFsAVB9s/s320/IMG_3937.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066865965751400562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEfwh0g-II/AAAAAAAAAC0/FqlxN3WshDQ/s1600-h/IMG_3945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEfwh0g-II/AAAAAAAAAC0/FqlxN3WshDQ/s320/IMG_3945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066865974341335170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love going to the produce stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEgBx0g-JI/AAAAAAAAAC8/BEG3gf9dA8s/s1600-h/IMG_3953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEgBx0g-JI/AAAAAAAAAC8/BEG3gf9dA8s/s320/IMG_3953.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066866270694078610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you I don't care if you are sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEgnx0g-KI/AAAAAAAAADE/UQB4QUHhlhI/s1600-h/IMG_3967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEgnx0g-KI/AAAAAAAAADE/UQB4QUHhlhI/s320/IMG_3967.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066866923529107618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEgoR0g-LI/AAAAAAAAADM/qH8aHSXrYvA/s1600-h/IMG_3975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEgoR0g-LI/AAAAAAAAADM/qH8aHSXrYvA/s320/IMG_3975.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066866932119042226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hopped on the Greyhound one weekend, we headed up to Whistler in order to get Larkin'd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEhRx0g-MI/AAAAAAAAADU/74HDvyTx3l8/s1600-h/IMG_3978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEhRx0g-MI/AAAAAAAAADU/74HDvyTx3l8/s320/IMG_3978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066867645083613378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEhSR0g-NI/AAAAAAAAADc/GqAHHk_DiCM/s1600-h/IMG_3983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEhSR0g-NI/AAAAAAAAADc/GqAHHk_DiCM/s320/IMG_3983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066867653673547986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEhSx0g-OI/AAAAAAAAADk/9xvZiDwFhds/s1600-h/IMG_3985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEhSx0g-OI/AAAAAAAAADk/9xvZiDwFhds/s320/IMG_3985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066867662263482594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEhTR0g-PI/AAAAAAAAADs/LFeZyhPtAaw/s1600-h/IMG_3986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEhTR0g-PI/AAAAAAAAADs/LFeZyhPtAaw/s320/IMG_3986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066867670853417202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got to Whistler, we lost track of Channy, Dianna and Matt, sorry guys. But that doesn't mean we didn't have fun. Mitch is the funniest person on Earth and Andy is a good host, that makes a good combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEjGB0g-QI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Gsgkw5pcJ9o/s1600-h/IMG_3988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEjGB0g-QI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Gsgkw5pcJ9o/s320/IMG_3988.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066869642243406082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEjGR0g-RI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0oRrwmW7GC0/s1600-h/IMG_3991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEjGR0g-RI/AAAAAAAAAD8/0oRrwmW7GC0/s320/IMG_3991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066869646538373394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEjHB0g-SI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9RVO3cY9Rtw/s1600-h/IMG_3995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEjHB0g-SI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9RVO3cY9Rtw/s320/IMG_3995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066869659423275298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whistler of course still thought it was winter, and I was dressed for Vancouver. Andy has a sweet trek into town, you walk along the highway, and then cruise a path through the woods. Then you get to walk passed a driving range where we played baseball with our skateboards and stray golf balls, Mitch was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEj5B0g-TI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YtdBC5b_Deg/s1600-h/IMG_3999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEj5B0g-TI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YtdBC5b_Deg/s320/IMG_3999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066870518416734514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEj5h0g-UI/AAAAAAAAAEU/iM7jXIYAXQE/s1600-h/IMG_4004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEj5h0g-UI/AAAAAAAAAEU/iM7jXIYAXQE/s320/IMG_4004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066870527006669122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEj6B0g-VI/AAAAAAAAAEc/QtXXYHU8nSg/s1600-h/IMG_4008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEj6B0g-VI/AAAAAAAAAEc/QtXXYHU8nSg/s320/IMG_4008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066870535596603730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEj6h0g-WI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oGgr00T-DRo/s1600-h/IMG_4010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEj6h0g-WI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oGgr00T-DRo/s320/IMG_4010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066870544186538338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This burrito was bigger than most dogs in my neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEkMx0g-XI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CKx1nOZFzTk/s1600-h/IMG_4013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEkMx0g-XI/AAAAAAAAAEs/CKx1nOZFzTk/s320/IMG_4013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066870857719150962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa came to visit, but my body decided it would be cool to get the flu. I was useless for a long time. We did manage to get out a bit, but the camera stayed fairly innactive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlElVB0g-YI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DOx8jmpevyM/s1600-h/IMG_4028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlElVB0g-YI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DOx8jmpevyM/s320/IMG_4028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066872098964699522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlElVh0g-ZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5bi6SRK4ulw/s1600-h/IMG_4029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlElVh0g-ZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5bi6SRK4ulw/s320/IMG_4029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066872107554634130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlElWB0g-aI/AAAAAAAAAFE/lKFgc3a_TVY/s1600-h/IMG_4039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlElWB0g-aI/AAAAAAAAAFE/lKFgc3a_TVY/s320/IMG_4039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066872116144568738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally did it. I bought a board strictly for its art. If you don't know why this board is worthy of the wall, do your homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEmAh0g-bI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Klr68ilbWVM/s1600-h/IMG_4047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEmAh0g-bI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Klr68ilbWVM/s320/IMG_4047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066872846289009074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is in full study mode right now, next week she writes her licensing exams so that she can be a full fledged pharmacist. This is what she needs to learn. Except about 30 huge books full of pages like this. I really look up to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEmtB0g-cI/AAAAAAAAAFU/8PSlbvp1FC4/s1600-h/IMG_3951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEmtB0g-cI/AAAAAAAAAFU/8PSlbvp1FC4/s320/IMG_3951.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066873610793187778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEnER0g-dI/AAAAAAAAAFc/N_6gTIYVnEU/s1600-h/IMG_4051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEnER0g-dI/AAAAAAAAAFc/N_6gTIYVnEU/s320/IMG_4051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066874010225146322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-4100372691170482957?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/4100372691170482957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=4100372691170482957' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/4100372691170482957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/4100372691170482957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-in-middle-of-4-day-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RlEelx0g-DI/AAAAAAAAACM/mTYJOO251as/s72-c/IMG_3905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-2304022050417692518</id><published>2007-04-06T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T20:27:14.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All of March no post. No apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is that girl that puts up with me. I think she looks cute too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcYX-SNHNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hp0SL8xpH_c/s1600-h/IMG_3659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcYX-SNHNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hp0SL8xpH_c/s320/IMG_3659.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050532307254713554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 1,00 years ago, Mark stayed with me. He wrote this on the mirror when he left. His grammar sucks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcYt-SNHOI/AAAAAAAAABE/voqSATqN0eY/s1600-h/IMG_3817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcYt-SNHOI/AAAAAAAAABE/voqSATqN0eY/s320/IMG_3817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050532685211835618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Mark was here, Joey came and stayed, he didn't write nonsense on my mirror, so I took no photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabella knows how to swing now. She can also walk, but I think swinging will get her further in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcZr-SNHPI/AAAAAAAAABM/EmH5XxZbHSA/s1600-h/IMG_3866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcZr-SNHPI/AAAAAAAAABM/EmH5XxZbHSA/s320/IMG_3866.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050533750363725042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have a picture of a green flower? Because a very lovely older lady gave it to me, she is a cute grandmotherly type who visits with everyone at the coffee shop I read at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcaLOSNHQI/AAAAAAAAABU/I0MV-4imxL4/s1600-h/IMG_3863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcaLOSNHQI/AAAAAAAAABU/I0MV-4imxL4/s320/IMG_3863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050534287234637058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take this photo, nor was I even there, but it deserves to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/Rhcar-SNHRI/AAAAAAAAABc/Mv83rSuJ-UA/s1600-h/IMG_2129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/Rhcar-SNHRI/AAAAAAAAABc/Mv83rSuJ-UA/s320/IMG_2129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050534849875352850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jef was all like, "hey bros, you look so tough, let me take your picture." And then all these crappy blossoms came in to the shot and ruined everything. Stupid blossoms. I guess it doesn't matter, because we still look tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcbNuSNHSI/AAAAAAAAABk/2trBHprw6Fc/s1600-h/IMG_2146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcbNuSNHSI/AAAAAAAAABk/2trBHprw6Fc/s320/IMG_2146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050535429695937826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Jef was getting all artsy with his crooked horizon line and well composed view of Mitch's trucks, but I ruined it all. I did it on purpose though, because every photo needs some shred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhccA-SNHTI/AAAAAAAAABs/yhgGNa2LVTo/s1600-h/IMG_2156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhccA-SNHTI/AAAAAAAAABs/yhgGNa2LVTo/s320/IMG_2156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050536310164233522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to hang out with Jake and Edna in the sketchiest town in BC. Edna gave me a hug, but I can always count on Jake for the 5 second frencher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcdJOSNHUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NQsn4GQ_Les/s1600-h/IMG_3877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcdJOSNHUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NQsn4GQ_Les/s320/IMG_3877.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050537551409782082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcdJuSNHVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nrMhyXvbQE8/s1600-h/IMG_3880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcdJuSNHVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nrMhyXvbQE8/s320/IMG_3880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050537559999716690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch plays a mean cigarette pack guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcdbuSNHWI/AAAAAAAAACE/LQcssn0vHMY/s1600-h/IMG_3882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcdbuSNHWI/AAAAAAAAACE/LQcssn0vHMY/s320/IMG_3882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050537869237362018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and Sluggo gave me a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-2304022050417692518?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/2304022050417692518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=2304022050417692518' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/2304022050417692518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/2304022050417692518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2007/04/all-of-march-no-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IwQXxYznP1w/RhcYX-SNHNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hp0SL8xpH_c/s72-c/IMG_3659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-117142977018810496</id><published>2007-02-13T20:09:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T20:09:30.323-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A lot of killer stuff has happened in the last little while, okay not little but long while.  I guess a really long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was down here for a while, Isabella turned one, my sister is quasi done school, Mark lived with me for a bit and I still love school.  However I feel busier this semester so I don't blog much.  With all that said, I have a good stack of photos, but you will only see what I know you want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAVING PARTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/678019/IMG_3731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/975561/IMG_3731.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/245287/IMG_3738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/478576/IMG_3738.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/540439/IMG_3743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/164578/IMG_3743.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/882541/IMG_3749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/735321/IMG_3749.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/747579/IMG_3762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/278756/IMG_3762.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have you know, that these photos are from my first shaving party (January 6), I have since grown another face of hair, and removed it.  I am sort of liking this shave only once a month thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/294848/IMG_3814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/613047/IMG_3814.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, check out &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melissaplett.com"&gt;Melissa's new site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; and &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/swampkids"&gt;Swampkid's MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-117142977018810496?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/117142977018810496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=117142977018810496' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/117142977018810496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/117142977018810496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2007/02/lot-of-killer-stuff-has-happened-in_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-117142975108397783</id><published>2007-02-13T19:49:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T20:09:11.490-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A lot of killer stuff has happened in the last little while, okay not little but long while.  I guess a really long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was down here for a while, Isabella turned one, my sister is quasi done school, Mark lived with me for a bit and I still love school.  However I feel busier this semester so I don't blog much.  With all that said, I have a good stack of photos, but you will only see what I know you want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAVING PARTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/678019/IMG_3731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/975561/IMG_3731.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/245287/IMG_3738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/478576/IMG_3738.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/540439/IMG_3743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/164578/IMG_3743.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/882541/IMG_3749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/735321/IMG_3749.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/747579/IMG_3762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/278756/IMG_3762.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have you know, that these photos are from my first shaving party (January 6), I have since grown another face of hair, and removed it.  I am sort of liking this shave only once a month thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/294848/IMG_3814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/613047/IMG_3814.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, check out &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melissaplett.com"&gt;Melissa's new site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; and &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/swampkids"&gt;Swampkid's MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-117142975108397783?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/117142975108397783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=117142975108397783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/117142975108397783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/117142975108397783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2007/02/lot-of-killer-stuff-has-happened-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-116734060251129647</id><published>2006-12-28T11:23:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T12:16:43.466-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I left to go for a bike ride yesterday, and forgot my camera.  It is sort of funny that I bought the small camera, so that I could take it with my all the time, and I still forget it.  I really missed out.  Stanley Park got crushed by that storm a few weeks ago, but I had no idea that so much damage could be caused by mere 150km/h winds.  There are trees with at least 10' diameters completely broken in half, and others of the same size uprooted.  The plus side is that the whole park smells like a big sauna, and the roads are closed to cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the moral of my story is that I should not be lazy with my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now back to my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that we had a Loose reunion around a game of Balderdash, and I forgot my camera?  Yeah I can believe it too.  What I can also believe is that those guys paired with that game make me laugh harder than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Matt and Lauren invited me over again the next night to have dinner with them.  So I got some photos then.&lt;br /&gt;The Cat is Bixby and the dog is Petunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/711492/IMG_3607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/410115/IMG_3607.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/513611/IMG_3609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/379925/IMG_3609.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/310703/IMG_3606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/950348/IMG_3606.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I went to the Edge.  Akeem tried to front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/360300/IMG_3613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/650209/IMG_3613.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other sweet things at the Edge did not get photo'd they include, Blade, Bang Bang, Cliff, the new mini ramp, Matt shredding, Evan and Jesse.  Ooops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Tigre has gotten a bit mean.  She did eventually warm up to me, but she isn't the same.  Maybe when Luke brings her to his new house, she will calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/705971/IMG_3603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/792148/IMG_3603.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest Winnipeg institutions is a tiny little blues bar called Times Change(d).  I went there with these two jokers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/915742/IMG_3616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/269767/IMG_3616.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very strong crew.  Also my only photo of Blade, even though I spent a lot of time with him on this trip.  It was pretty awesome to see Dave, as he lives in that really big province now, the one that I have no desire to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/791881/IMG_3638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/553608/IMG_3638.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent an afternoon with Luke, we walked around a bunch and nerded on Computers.  This is a pretty standard scene at the Mansion.  Notice the zippers in James' jeans.  Carson Cartier is not alone.  Also, Luke is the newest member of the Homeowners club, he takes it over in February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/864530/IMG_3645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/516634/IMG_3645.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I suckered this girl into giving me another chance.  So for all of you who are asking the same question, the Answer is yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/176647/IMG_3659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/87730/IMG_3659.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is Anthony's reaction to me fronting on his sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/363859/IMG_3660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/694204/IMG_3660.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a car is retired in Manitoba, it seems to be tradition to give it one last night out.  Or maybe a night and a day.  Of course I forgot my camera when we went and actually smashed it up.  Well I thought I had my camera, but it was a worthless Ipod in my camera pocket.  Just rest assured that anyone who loves trees would not love us.  And my chest pains from the seatbelt finally subsided after 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/349913/IMG_3674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/670950/IMG_3674.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/961720/IMG_3679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/934385/IMG_3679.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/781815/IMG_3676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/273891/IMG_3676.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my Christmas.  I am so thankful for all of my friends and the Pletts for their generosity and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-116734060251129647?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/116734060251129647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=116734060251129647' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116734060251129647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116734060251129647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-i-left-to-go-for-bike-ride.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-116725422183997387</id><published>2006-12-27T11:39:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T12:17:02.510-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Manitoba is going through an image makeover, I guess to try something new in order to attract tourists.  Their new slogan is "Spirited Energy" which does portray a lot of what I think of when thinking of Manitoba, but I don't think anything will take the place of "Friendly Manitoba."  Although there is a lot of natural beauty in the province (if you don't believe this, you have not done your research, and are just giving into the pervasive negativity thrown at the prairies), nothing can compare to the people.  I have said it before, and I will say it thousands of more times, I love Winnipeg, but more than the City I love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for everything.  You all play a large part in completing my life here on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take as many photos as I would have hoped, but I guess that means I was having too much fun to be bothered with a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa and Anthony met me at the airport, and they got to see my customized Rubbermaid container, complete with skateboard straps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/881812/IMG_3562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/711432/IMG_3562.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went straight to Cafe 22 from the airport.  It was sweet, Jacquie was working and then Luke stopped by.  As Luke put it, "it feels like no time has passed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/9770/IMG_3563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/52319/IMG_3563.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my first day in town, I accompanied Anthony on purchasing a new vehicle.  When you need a tarp strap to hold down your hood, it is time.  Although the camo tarp strap really did blend well with the rust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/369853/IMG_3570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/91811/IMG_3570.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trade off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/352999/IMG_3580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/869306/IMG_3580.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/212001/IMG_3583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/162018/IMG_3583.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as though all of my friends in Winnipeg are buying houses now, and along with houses come cats.  I think this is awesome, because even if the people are boring, at least there are cats to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Killer, Melissa's cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/191084/IMG_3593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/838736/IMG_3593.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/639012/IMG_3590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/302666/IMG_3590.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to get in on The Edge's Christmas party for all of the volunteers.  It was pretty hype, we went on a horse drawn sleigh ride, and then went to Cliff's beautiful home and had way too much to eat.  This is the only photo I took.  So in other words I missed a photo of Blade hanging Jesse upside down off of the side of the sleigh, and a bunch of bro-ments.  I can't believe I just said "bro-ment", that is almost as played as saying "epic" or "I'm not gonna lie".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan and Jesse getting down with the cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/272420/IMG_3599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/325258/IMG_3599.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is more to come, but it is beautiful out, and I want to go for a bike ride.  So I am going to leave it at that for now.&lt;br /&gt;Check back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/738293/IMG_3687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/694559/IMG_3687.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-116725422183997387?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/116725422183997387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=116725422183997387' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116725422183997387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116725422183997387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/12/manitoba-is-going-through-image.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-116573347043111650</id><published>2006-12-09T20:51:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T21:51:10.693-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I am getting pretty lame.  I just finished two more projects, and as a treat I allowed myself to go to Chapters to lurk their magazines for awhile, then I made myself some yam fries, and now I am blogging.  Actually if that means lame, then I am all for it, because that is enjoyable (well the blogging is definitely nerdy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this blog is going to have some oldies in it, because I haven't been up in here for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I think of when someonesays it is going to snow in Vancouver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/815995/IMG_3480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/737699/IMG_3480.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/267522/IMG_3479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/643396/IMG_3479.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I got, and it lasted for almost a week.  I was so hyped.  It stayed just below freezing and looked so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/14227/IMG_3497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/174604/IMG_3497.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/796875/IMG_3485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/452904/IMG_3485.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/499720/IMG_3492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/12674/IMG_3492.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/836328/IMG_3494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/121997/IMG_3494.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess since the skateparks aren't too fun in the snow, people have to draw this other places.  Well at least they are trying new mediums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/786009/IMG_3493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/513141/IMG_3493.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure that the palm trees weren't too happy about it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/264393/IMG_3505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/486685/IMG_3505.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a pretty huge critic of street art.  Because of this I will not participate, because I don't think I have witty enough ideas.  I would say that 1 out of every 5,000 pieces that you see on the street is worth seeing.  I found this in the bathroom at school, it made me mad.  This is a prime example of what makes up the remaining 4,999.  This dude is presumably a student in an art school that is located on the top floor of a nice building in a nice neighbourhood, he is "getting up" in a locked bathroom stall.  Way to get "back to the street" tough guy.  I am sorry, for being so negative, from now on I will hunt some of the more inventive pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/718458/IMG_3475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/962022/IMG_3475.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are often pretty hard on Vancouver for its rainy winters.  But I would like to stick up for them with these pictures.  They were taken on December 6th.  We sat on this beautiful green hill and drew strangers for almost three hours, and yes we did have to take our jackets off because it was getting too warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/974126/IMG_3517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/500425/IMG_3517.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/195287/IMG_3516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/883612/IMG_3516.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/337950/IMG_3515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/290811/IMG_3515.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Now is the point of this blog where I will try to explain something that was so magical that I feel it is unexplainable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanna Newsom.  I went and saw her perform at &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.standrewswesleychurch.bc.ca/"&gt;St Andrew's Wesley Church&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; (a 14th century style Church that was built in 1933).  And everything was absolutley perfect, the Church is amazingly beautiful and it matched her set so well.  I was full on music nerding out, the place was packed so I opted for a standing position in order to get a better view, and to save my butt from some seriously painful pews.  She performed some of her "hits" from Milkeyed Mender, but the highlight was the material from Y's.  She had a full band, and by band I mean a bunch of people playing every thing from a saw to a Bulgarian tamboura.  experiencing this live makes me appreciate the album much more than I initially did.  The set had a feeling of adventure and storytelling that was breathtaking, it was alomst like a live drama acted out on instruments.  I want to say that I enjoyed this show more than that Junior Boys, Caribou, Russian Futurists show or The Rapture show, but that would be like comparing your favourite comedy to your favourite ballet, it doesn't translate.  If you didn't go, you screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what percentage of my loyal readership knows Rachel Parsons, actually I do know, 25%.  My mom knows her, Blade, Anthony and Melissa do not know her.  But anyways, she has a &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://just4ewe.iblog.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; that follows some of her adventures in Africa.  These aren't any old adventures, she is there for a reason, and the reason is not to see other places and get cheap clothes.  She is there with an organization called "Cherish Uganda" and they are building housing and creating a community for orphans that are living with AIDS.  This project gets me so excited, I thank God for people with hearts like Rachel's.  I can only dream to pour out so much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until next time (unless you live in Winnipeg, then until Friday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-116573347043111650?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/116573347043111650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=116573347043111650' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116573347043111650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116573347043111650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-i-am-getting-pretty-lame.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-116552909498691078</id><published>2006-12-07T12:58:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T13:04:56.163-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been missing for a while.  I am in the midst of final project mayhem.  But I am still alive and loving life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo (click for bigger) is the state of my mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/177872/MessyRoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/400/141786/MessyRoom.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will be back soon.  With some fun(?) stuff.  Including a Joanna Newsom concert review (magical).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-116552909498691078?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/116552909498691078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=116552909498691078' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116552909498691078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116552909498691078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/12/been-missing-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-116435335525461622</id><published>2006-11-23T22:09:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:29:24.896-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Compy decided to give ol' Nathan some headaches last week.  But after a new hard drive and the loss of over 3000 photos, this guy is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/497729/IMG_3458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/152014/IMG_3458.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that all is fixed, this guy doesn't need to hang around anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/536597/IMG_3429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/988042/IMG_3429.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is me, not my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before my compu died, I went to one of the funnest shows of my life.  Actually it was the funnest.  I used a word that doesn't exist twice in two sentences.  Melissa would be proud of me, because I got complimented on my dancing from a total stranger.  I guess that puts me in the same elite club as Luke, Mark and Melissa now.  But when the knees start to wiggle, you have to go with it.  I don't care what all the critics say about the newer Rapture album, I think it rules.  I know, no DFA production, losing their edge, all that crap, but it gets better every time I listen to it.  So here are some photos I took, in between shredding the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say enough about how much I enjoyed this show, even the crowd was way more fun than any of the other shows I have been to out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/317214/IMG_3437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/500990/IMG_3437.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/905852/IMG_3438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/554903/IMG_3438.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how girls sometimes get all dressed up for no reason?  I do it too.  As a side note, if Joey is rocking this face mask while snowboarding this year, he is totally jacking my deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/52381/IMG_3443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/288441/IMG_3443.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/361689/IMG_3448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/286718/IMG_3448.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can crawl now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/1600/657844/IMG_3460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5113/2805/320/119087/IMG_3460.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you all are, an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love Nathan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-116435335525461622?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/116435335525461622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=116435335525461622' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116435335525461622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116435335525461622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/11/compy-decided-to-give-ol-nathan-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-116338221089815344</id><published>2006-11-12T15:55:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T16:43:31.430-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two weeks, oh well, I have been busy.  I am still in love with school, and for the first time in my life I am a straight A student.  94% average.  I have to brag, because this love of learning is new and exciting to me.  My mom was out here for a week.  Our parents love us, so they visit a lot.  Well let's just get into these photos.  Forgive me, but I have been shooting very infrequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSTRKRFT was here.  It was a bit of a let down.  If you are going to be playing a DJ set, please advertise it as that.  That being said, I danced pretty hard.  I know that only a few people will believe that last sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3327.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An average night in the abode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3365.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not stoked on what she just got filled with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3366.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a PhotoShop composition, and this photo, and this note played a big roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3370.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3368.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Lady Sovereign on Friday night.  The opening band was severely out of place.  They were called Young Love, and if you take all of the many bad parts of Panic at the Disco! and BoyKillBoy (I still haven't found many good parts of either band) you will get Young Love.  I predict that they will be big with the 14-17 year old girls, so if you fit that description, their album is dropping on January 30.  I took no photos of them.  After they were done, a new record label out of Vancouver (Equilibrium) put on a bit of a show.  I always forget how absurd hip hop shows can be, there was a lot of braggadocio going down, but these guys and gals were actually fairly skilled and entertaining.  The height of this was when Dream Sequence (comprised of turntablist Phonograph and a girl on violin) went bonkers for a few songs.  I think this type of music could get old quick, but it is pretty rad (Anthony, I think you would really like them).  I did take some pictures of them, they were well worth taking my camera out of my pocket.  However, I hate the way flash photos at concerts look, so if you don't like my blurry show shots, too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3374.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next was The S.O.V.  I think that she is great.  She could blow up bigger than Snoop and I wouldn't care.  She is smaller than I expected, and super bratty.  Those two attributes combined with a baggy black tee and side-pony made her look like a twelve year old b-girl from '91 and she pulls it off perfectly.  She was hyped on the crowd and I am happy that I got to see her at this stage of her career, because I can see her getting jaded and spoiled soon, and then the fun will be lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3377.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3379.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question, why does everyone put their hands in the air at hip-hop shows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy parents, non-plussed child.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3381.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two love each other a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3396.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to put my opinion out there.  I think that now that the American version of The Office has had time to come into its own, it has surpassed its sensai.  I can't believe how funny it is.  A big thank you definitely goes to those Brits for the original, for from their originality brilliance has evolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I finally saw Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.  Erin bought a pirate copy in Thailand, but it would screw with my Compu.  So years later, I finally have witnessed it.  Now I know why people sing its praises so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-116338221089815344?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/116338221089815344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=116338221089815344' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116338221089815344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116338221089815344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/11/two-weeks-oh-well-i-have-been-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-116227336581856454</id><published>2006-10-30T20:42:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T20:42:47.280-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This idea has been bouncing around in my head for a while now, so here it is.  The Homie Blog.  I am going to start with my good friend Anthony.  He has been my homie since January of '99 so that is almost 8 years.  I hope that you have a friend as amazing as him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken in the summer of '99 on my first trip out to Southern Manitoba.  He took me around to a tonne of tiny towns with 'nort, blumen' or 'hoff in their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/Anthony001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/Anthony001.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony was passing through my neck of the woods, so I took him to the Kootenay's best street spot.  This is also my favourite picture of the two of us (shot by Melissa). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/Anthony002.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/Anthony002.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/Anthony003.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/Anthony003.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I moved out to Winnipeg I moved into a basement apartment with him, he hated that place, but I think it was sort of cool.  At the time he developed photos for money, this led to random photos showing up in my room.  This one is of him, but others were of fat cats or me (shot sniper style through windows without me knowing about it, totally creepy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/Anthony004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/Anthony004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basement haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/Anthony005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/Anthony005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is in the backyard of The Mansion.  I hope that you can tell by the photo, how entirely stoked he is on those boots and long underwear shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/Anthony006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/Anthony006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is no sissy 4 inch screen.  He rolls with full size house TV's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/Anthony007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/Anthony007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Middle of the afternoon at the Dethbridge skatepark.  I can't believe how hot that little pit can get.  As a bonus , there is a BMX track right beside it that is so hardpacked that you can skate it.  This photo is classic Anthony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/Anthony008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/Anthony008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony started rocking the asymetrical hair way before Luke.  However, Luke did stick with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/Anthony009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/Anthony009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/Anthony010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/Anthony010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rooftop BBQ.  I don't know if you can see it or not, but he is swinging two wieners as if they were Nunchucks (that spelling is a true stab in the dark).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/Anthony011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/Anthony011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To me it looks like Anth really wants to be in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/Anthony012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/Anthony012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would always use me as his test subject for flashes etc. Well this time he was my test subject, to figure out how the shutters went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/Anthony013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/Anthony013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He sometimes says that he does things just so he will get it before me.  Well not only did he get this before me, he also got it without eating crap, me on the other hand took it hard three times before getting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC02675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC02675.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony claimed "ninja" on this costume, I claimed lazy.  He didn't even bring the sword, it was lying around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC02693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC02693.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this photo I am spooning Mrs. Weibe's husband.  But if you look really close you can see Anthony spending New Year's eve in the hospital with a broken back.  He is so manly that he walked out of that place three days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC02861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC02861.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was shot on my very last morning in Winnipeg.  Anthony no longer lived at The Mansion, but he came over bright and early to help pack, and then go for breakfast.  That was a tough morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/Anthony014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/Anthony014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3280.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3280.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to finnish this blog off with a list of reasons why I love Anthony, but it was getting cheesy and sounding borderline gay.  So I stopped.  However, he is a as good as they get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2007.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/200/IMG_2007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-116227336581856454?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/116227336581856454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=116227336581856454' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116227336581856454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116227336581856454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-idea-has-been-bouncing-around-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-116163632809268624</id><published>2006-10-23T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T12:49:29.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Puke Than A High School Bush Party.</title><content type='html'>So I am in full on procrastination mode right now.  That has blessed me with a newly screened shirt, and you with a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tonne has happened in the last week.  So here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ma and Pa were in town on Tuesday and Wednesday.  We walked a lot.  I love that they travel so much.  I apparently was trying to catch up on my sleep in that photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3260.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3260.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3263.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3263.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very lovely young lady who I haven't seen in seven years found me on MySpace (weird).  And I got to go to her first public showing of her photos.  It was super sweet.  I only took one photo of her, and it is sort of crappy (out of focus, and it looks like I am perv camming from miles away).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3266.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3268.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little angel is Vancouver's biggest threat. I was the seventh to fall victim to her disease spreading skills.  She has now successfully put her mom, her dad, two of her uncles, one aunt and two cousins out of commission.  Anthony may now be carrying it to Winnipeg.  What a cute little vector.  She was hardly affected by her own wrath.  I think the red eyes give it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3271.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next visitor of the week came in the form of this blue-collar man. He got here on Friday and I got sick at 5:30 am Saturday and stayed in bed all day, but it worked out fine, because he had business to attend to. I think he got a photo of me when I was dead to the world due to Isabella's Curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3280.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3276.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he was out on a mission, dare I say mission accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3277.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, she puked in my house this weekend too.  But that's okay because I felt like the only weak one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fruits of my procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3281.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If The Rapture is ripping off Joy Division, then Natalie Portman is ripping off Audrey Hepburn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC02813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/200/DSC02813.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-116163632809268624?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/116163632809268624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=116163632809268624' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116163632809268624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116163632809268624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-puke-than-high-school-bush-party.html' title='More Puke Than A High School Bush Party.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-116106188830722824</id><published>2006-10-16T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:11:29.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vault. Part 1</title><content type='html'>Today, in between drawing my foot in different positions, and trying to make my house clean, I spent a lot of time in iPhoto.  So here are a bunch of oldies, some may be repeats, but most won't be.  This starts in fall 04 and now it is fall 06.  I didn't get a camera until December 05 when I blew my hard earned cash on the best piece of metal ever.  So the first ones I probably didn't shoot, I think they are mostly stolen from Erin's camera.  I will try to do it in chronolical order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kitten brought me untold amounts of joy.  One day I will again own another cat.  But none will replace LeTigre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC02129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC02129.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC02170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC02170.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC02177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC02177.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween, 2004.  I was an outhouse, LeTigre was a pirate, Luke was awesome, Anthony put no effort forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC02707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC02707.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC02683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC02683.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC02704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC02704.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC02665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC02665.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeTigre really was the star of most pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC02834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC02834.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really good way to impress chicks.  You can see it in their faces.  New Years eve 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC02878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC02878.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day 2005.  two of the people in this photo are now married.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC03210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC03210.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're gonna dish it out, you better be willing to take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC03244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC03244.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/DSC03220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/DSC03220.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeTigre wasn't down with watching a movie, so she gave birth in the middle of the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1550.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1550.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1562.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1807.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1807.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1809.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my drive out to our New Year's party.  I really enjoyed it.  I worked until 11:30pm on the 31st and then drove for an hour and a half straight into the woods, listening to Loscil and Autechre.  That is a great way to enjoy the Kootenays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0047.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve 2005.  There were about 40 pictures and 20 of them were stellar (in my opinion) to wade through.  This was one of the most fun nights in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0049.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0065.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0100.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0097.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0098.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the randomness of my good pal James.  Yes that is a bowl of chopped up pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One full day after such fun, Mark got served.  Isabelle cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0106.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0115.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the only photos I have of Joel.  I should have taken more, he deserves to be documented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0118.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid deer didn't stand a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0135.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirt living the Kootenay's male dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0162.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of construction.  She make look small, but she is as steep as a barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0170.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when the stoke hit the fan.  Thanks for the ramp room James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0209.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0240.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-ma Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0242.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah 5 days before Isabella burst onto the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0251.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always take pictures of Vans, and Matt always makes fun of me for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0294.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's cabin round two.  this time we had to hike the last bit.  Mark needed beer and milk for the trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0315.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0343.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey is a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0444.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five weeks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0545.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is one of my fovourite times.  I think it is my favourite time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0712.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0908.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0953.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0953.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0682.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0607.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am getting tired of blogging.  But I have been having fun reminiscing today.  I will finish this flashback in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2 Years&lt;br /&gt;-3 Cities&lt;br /&gt;-4 Homes&lt;br /&gt;-12 Roomates (The Mansion had a revolvoing door).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/img005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/img005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-116106188830722824?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/116106188830722824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=116106188830722824' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116106188830722824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116106188830722824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/10/vault-part-1.html' title='The Vault. Part 1'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-116081024973384531</id><published>2006-10-13T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T23:21:18.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnolia Electric Co.</title><content type='html'>I got to see  Magnolia Electric Co. play on Wednesday.  Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first walked in, I thought I was in the wrong bar.  There was absolutely no sign of an impending show, but I trusted that the fact that someone took my ticket meant I was in the right place.  I was even 45 minutes late.  The show didn't start for another 45 minutes.  One of the ten people who were in the bar when I got there was Rick Mcrank, so not only is he an amazingly stylish skateboarder, he also knows where to go to see some serious guitar shredding.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that in the far back corner one of the bartenders was watching the A's game.  I made it just in time to see Frank Thomas pop up to centre and that made them two down in the series (now they are three down, not looking good).  Why am I posting sports news?  The Athletics are my favourite sports team and they are in the second round.  I am allowed to get excited.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well back to the show.  Opening band = forgettable.  Middle band was super fun, lots of flannel and they weren't scared to throw some good long instrumental breaks in to the mix.  I do however forget their name, so I guess they were also forgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos of the un-named second act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3222.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3225.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3227.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Magnolia Electric Co. they did not disappoint.  I don't know if I have told all of you about the first time I heard their album "Trials and Errors" but I do know that I have told a lot of you.  I have also tried to shove it down a lot of throats.  It is in my top 10 albums of all time (and it is a live one), and it stands as my favourite first listen (if that can be a category).  There was one other thing that brought my expectations up into the stratosphere, Blade's reaction to their live show.  I remember him telling me he was going to see them (this was a few years ago), but I had never heard of them so I declined tagging along.  Well I ran into him on Corydon the night of the show and he was more hyper than I think I have ever seen him.  He was jumping off bus benches and talking a mile a minute about how great the show was (unheard of for my usually mild mannered friend).  So that made me want to check this band out.  So enough with the blabbing here are the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3240.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3237.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also had an amazing drum skin.  Or whatever you call the front picture area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3243.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am sorry that was so wordy, but I really enjoyed the show, so I am really not sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are in Winnipeg on Monday the 16th, so see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3217.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &lt;br /&gt;Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-116081024973384531?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/116081024973384531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=116081024973384531' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116081024973384531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116081024973384531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/10/magnolia-electric-co.html' title='Magnolia Electric Co.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-116051475467778916</id><published>2006-10-10T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T13:12:34.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't ask me ask Blade.</title><content type='html'>I have had a lot of questions lately regarding music that I have been listening to.  So here is my most recent playlist.  It is very one sided with almost all of it being electronic, but I guess that is what I have been listening to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3216.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/400/IMG_3216.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on it to make it bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two songs at the top that you can't see.&lt;br /&gt;1.  "The Purple Bottle"  Animal Collective&lt;br /&gt;2.  "Out of Step (Minor Threat cover)"  The Soft Pink Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the most boring post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-116051475467778916?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/116051475467778916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=116051475467778916' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116051475467778916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116051475467778916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/10/dont-ask-me-ask-blade_10.html' title='Don&apos;t ask me ask Blade.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-116026910236330782</id><published>2006-10-07T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T16:58:28.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School's in.</title><content type='html'>I am really stoked on school.  It has only recently begun, and a lot of the first quarter classes are really elementary, but it is fun.  I love relearning foundational stuff, and it is really cool to see how different teachers have completely different styles (of art) and how that comes through in their teaching.  I think you could take foundational drawing classes for the rest of your life, and as long as they are all taught by different teachers you will learn something new everytime.  This may be just the rant of some first time art school student who never takes his rose coloured lenses out, but that is who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what a classroom should look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3197.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first adventure with ceramic tiles.  I still love pears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3201.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also became a tile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3207.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3208.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November is big for me.  &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladysovereign.com"&gt;Lady Sovereign&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; and &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://therapturemusic.com"&gt;The Rapture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; are playing here.  Lady Sovereign is my Joanna Newsom and ever since I gave The Rapture a second chance, they have melted my mind.  Go ahead and say they are biting The Joy Division, they are.  However they threw some serious dance into the mix, and that makes me smile and flip out.  Flip out in that way that great music makes you just stop and be amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/1987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/1987.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-116026910236330782?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/116026910236330782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=116026910236330782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116026910236330782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/116026910236330782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/10/schools-in.html' title='School&apos;s in.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115991446099008620</id><published>2006-10-03T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:27:47.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This weekend was boss to the max.  My pops was out here from late Wednesday night until Saturday afternoon.  We had a great tim hanging out, riding bikes and checking stuff out.  It feels like back before I became a teenager, because at that point I became too cool for ol' pops, and wanted to do stuff on my own.  Now I love hanging out with him again.  teenagers don't know what is up.  He is also an immaculate house guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night was the Junior Boys show.  I have never gone to a show on my own before.  I think I will do it more often.  It is sweet just hanging out watching people interact and seeing the show with out friends distracting you (although going with the homies is fun too).  I guess I just learned that shows can be completely different experiences depending on the crew you are with, actually I am sure I knew that already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ensemble opened up.  She is as cute as a button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3170.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3169.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3165.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3167.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior Boys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3177.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3175.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3178.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3180.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3185.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out bombing hills on my pinky after church on Sunday and I came across this view.  I love British Columbia.  Well at least the places in BC that I have been,  but I am sure that I love the entire province.  I just need to discover what the rest has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3188.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3187.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3190.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skateboarding rules.  Not just the act of skateboarding, but the whole scene of skateboarding.  I went to "Rising Son" (Christian Hosoi documentary) on Sunday night, and I was feeling a little lonely.  Sometimes I just get that way.  Well anyway, I guess I forgot that I was going to be in a big group of skateboarders.  Pretty much as soon as I got there I got a big man sized hug from behind, and it all went uphill from there.  Thank you skateboarding for hooking me up with friends all over the place.  It is always cool to run into old friends that feel like you never left them.  No pictures, but the movie ruled, alot.  If you care about shredding at all, you should try to peep this picture, if you like stories, you should also see it.  Oh yeah, don't get into meth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite weekly duties is refilling my fruit bowl.  I go to this sweet little market that sells fruit at nearly half the price of Safeway.  After filling up my bag, I get a sweet little hill shred back home.  There is nothing like dodging cars and throwing little power slides knowing that if you eat crap your fruit will get all bruised up.  Also I found 'baby' bananas, they aren't plantains, they are just mini bananas.  They aren't as good as regular sized bananas and they cost three times as much, but dang they are cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3192.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently learned that I enjoy Xiu Xiu, I used to think I hated it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some new shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first class is tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing my shoes in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 16 friends on MySpace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115991446099008620?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115991446099008620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115991446099008620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115991446099008620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115991446099008620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-weekend-was-boss-to-max.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115966469361577417</id><published>2006-09-30T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:09:46.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Cat and Jen:  I am sorry.</title><content type='html'>If you are Cat or Jen and you are wondering why I am sorry, you will find out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is what's what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I go all out at dinner time (this was just before my heart was broken by Asobi Seksu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3117.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been stood up on a date.  Until now.  Asobi Seksu and I were going to be hanging out on Thursday, my dad was out here visiting, but he graciously went out to Abbotsford that evening to give me my space.  So I went out to where I was to meet Asobi for the first time (sort of a blind date).  All that I found when I got there was a note, explaining why the date wouldn't  happen.  I didn't take a picture of the note, because I was ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however take a photo of all of the goodies I got from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3120.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's doctor has told him that he needs to wear a helmet at all times from now on.  So if you ever see a photo of him not wearing it, it means that someone PhotoShopped it out.  If you do see him without it on, please yell at him.  Yelling is the only effective way to make him realize that he is endangering himself, so really yell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3121.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great friend (and father) Laird and I went on a marathon bike ride all around the Lower Mainland.  I stayed ahead of him a lot of the time, so I don't know if he kept his helmet on or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3126.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3123.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I said, "all around the Lower Mainland," it was a gross exaggeration for the purpose of effect (hyperbole).  I also should have capitalized "The."  I am not sure about that rule or not though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is at UBC.  He may look mean, but he didn't harass us at all, so I can only assume that he is friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3128.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the apology comes in.  I am so sorry, but I went to Body Works 3 at Science World.  It was so amazing that I will go again, and if you call me I will ruin everything about it, by blabbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't aloud to take photos in the gallery, so this proves I just don't care about the rules.  I was too scared to really compose the photos and I was shooting from the pocket, so I guess that means that I am scared.  These are real dead guys doing stuff that real alive guys do, but without their skin on.  No fake dead guys, real dead guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3129.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3130.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo proves that I am getting good at PhotoShop.  Getting rid of the straps was tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3133.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the face of pride.  Isabella, pride can be very dangerous, I will give you humility lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3135.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3134.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy, however, is contagious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3142.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3146.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3151.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and I went to Grandma's house in Abbotsford today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3153.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3160.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had some beautiful tomatoes, and explained her theory on why Dad needs the helmet now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know why this picture is in here, then you need to get to know me better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3162.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to cheer myself up from the Asobi Seksu fiasco, I am taking myself to a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3163.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all for now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two hot dogs in my belly; I just finished listening to Casiotone For The Painfully Alone; I have no more pears; And there is one hour until the Junior Boys show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115966469361577417?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115966469361577417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115966469361577417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115966469361577417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115966469361577417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/09/dear-cat-and-jen-i-am-sorry_30.html' title='Dear Cat and Jen:  I am sorry.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115941832033687319</id><published>2006-09-27T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T20:38:41.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two days, three posts.  I am losing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out on my cycle today and I found a dream.  Since I have no friends who skateboard out here, I guess I will have to lonesome dove this spot.  Matt, if you come out in October and buy me some food I will show you where it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3090.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science World has this really interesting show going on right now.  Some German dude found a way to perfectly preserve the human body, so there are a bunch of actual bodies preserved in different poses and states of skinlessness.  I am pretty excited about this.  Some friends and I are going to check it out late October (Sarah you are invited too).  Anyways, apparently skinless, lifeless, plasticized dudes love to get all shreddy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3092.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remainder of my bike ride today took me all over East Van.  Up and down residential streets and then to the Industrial section.  I love industrial areas.  Like the one in Winnipeg over by the Vineyard Church.  One of my favorite days working at the Edge was "scrap metal recycling day."  We went to the sweetest/scuzziest scrap metal joint and just watched how much metal the big magnet could pick up, and we made $120 doing it.  Well Vancouver has a super sweet industrial area, which has an added bonus, the Ocean.  I like watching the docks at the harbour and wondering what is in all of those huge crates and where they coming from and going to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3093.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3094.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3097.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3102.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3103.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, with all of this amazing industry comes signs like this.  It sort of pulls me in both directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3099.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is coming in to town tonight.  He is here for three days for meetings and seeing his beautiful children and wonderful grandchild.  I didn't know what time he was going to get here, so I went and "wasted" some time at the beach.  If there is something that is never a waste of time, it is sitting on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3105.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3107.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3109.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3111.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3112.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3114.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in Vancouver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3115.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I am even more all up in this piece, check me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myspace.com/nathansiemens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got suckered in to the MySpace craze, but it is working out pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115941832033687319?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115941832033687319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115941832033687319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115941832033687319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115941832033687319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/09/two-days-three-posts_115941832033687319.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115941810889855898</id><published>2006-09-27T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T20:46:51.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115941810889855898?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115941810889855898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115941810889855898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115941810889855898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115941810889855898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115937986501973962</id><published>2006-09-27T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T09:57:45.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Isabella:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much for being a good girl.  I had a lot of fun taking care of youu last night.  I hope we can hang out again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3085.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3089.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3079.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3081.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Uncy Nay Nay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115937986501973962?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115937986501973962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115937986501973962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115937986501973962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115937986501973962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/09/dear-isabella-thank-you-very-much-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115930066581968633</id><published>2006-09-26T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T11:57:46.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are having some time apart.  At least that is how it feels lately.  It isn't like we had a big fight, maybe we are just taking each other for granted.  Whatever it is that has come between us has got to be rectified.  I miss hanging out with my little camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some moments from the past while.  These are moments that we spent together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember in the early/mid nineties when every skateboard video had some footage of a TV getting smashed?  The guy who did this does too.  I think it was either Ronnie Bertino or Adam McNatt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3045.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3045.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homies getting some packages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3046.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3046.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very hot or cold on the whole "street art" subject that is so hot these days.  For every 5,000 pieces that go up there is one good one.  This is a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3050.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supremely stoked on these public gardens that are everywhere in town here.  They are all along the abandoned rail line.  Some of them are very expansive.  This one is gaurded by a large skunk.  Skunks and Raccoons are all over the place, they make night-time strolls a lot more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3056.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love getting to hang out with this little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3057.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3063.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things I spent a lot of time with yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3069.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3073.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants these, please come and take them.  They are in my fridge and there is no way that I am going to drink them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3071.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hung out with Andy twice now.  The first time we ran into the entire Matix team (except no Bieble) at the Plaza.  It was a day before they were supposed to be there.  Mark Appleyard was there too.  Blade is right, Mark Appleyard is amazing.  We also went for lunch and street skated.  I didn't take a single picture that day.  The second time he was in town, we went to the veggie market and then hung out at the dog park on Nelson and pretended like we knew what the dogs were thinking.  I took a picture that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3075.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really hyped on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3078.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is all.  I think Miss. Canon and I are on the mend now though.  So hopefully the fruits of our relationship will be evident soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115930066581968633?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115930066581968633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115930066581968633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115930066581968633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115930066581968633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-are-having-some-time-apart.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115803670049295406</id><published>2006-09-11T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T20:51:42.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mountains aren't as close anymore.</title><content type='html'>So I am now officially in Vancouver.  And I am stoked to be starting a new chapter.  The Ocean is right down the hill and the city is all around, but the laid back atmosphere isn't quite as readily available.  Oh well, you have to give to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road trip went exceptionally smooth, thanks to this guy.  Everyone needs a guy like this in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2994.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a sweet night at an amazing house with an amazing family, but I forgot to take their picture.  But this is their place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2995.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boss was in town at the same time and he treated me well for a few days and crashed on my new couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best graffiti artist ever.  We found these on two different days and I was excited both times.  I look forward to future run-ins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3015.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3016.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenn and her roomie Carla (sorry if I spelled it wrong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for some din-din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3023.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3022.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my hand at dying tees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3036.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matching TV shows with your locale, height of fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3039.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3043.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_3040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_3040.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115803670049295406?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115803670049295406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115803670049295406' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115803670049295406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115803670049295406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/09/mountains-arent-as-close-anymore.html' title='The Mountains aren&apos;t as close anymore.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115732569440184910</id><published>2006-09-03T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T15:21:35.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week of Madness.</title><content type='html'>I took a stack of awesome little turd burglars to skate camp this year, and had an amazing time.  A huge thank you to, Clayton, Larson, Jordy, Connor, Carson, Luke and Brodyn.&lt;br /&gt;You guys made the trip (the 'Peg City Locs and FernDogs were alright too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2748.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2748.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2756.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2756.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2759.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2759.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2762.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2772.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2772.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2777.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2777.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2782.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2782.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2781.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2781.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2786.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2786.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2791.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2791.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2803.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2809.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2816.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2820.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2825.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2826.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2828.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2842.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2843.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2836.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2847.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2849.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2853.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2855.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2861.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2863.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2865.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2873.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2874.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2884.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2887.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2888.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2893.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2897.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2900.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2904.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2908.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2909.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2912.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2914.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2915.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2923.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2927.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2926.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2931.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2935.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2937.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2938.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2939.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2941.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2947.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2948.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2953.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, about 33% of the photos from skate camp.&lt;br /&gt;There seemed to be a lot of puking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115732569440184910?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115732569440184910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115732569440184910' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115732569440184910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115732569440184910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/09/week-of-madness.html' title='A Week of Madness.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115732105579245694</id><published>2006-09-03T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T14:05:33.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winds of change.</title><content type='html'>This is going to be chock full of pictures, mainly because a lot has happened since August 11th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are changing around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a man whom I will surely miss.  Thanks for the great summer Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2592.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark's mom had us all over for a shared (Mark's and Isabelle's) birthday.  Food was amazing, Mark was amazinger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2606.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2596.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2614.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2616.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2617.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2622.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark had a sack full of joy from the dollar store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2625.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the BB gun came out and it was time for the soldier to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2633.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2637.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2640.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishing up the casualties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2644.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2648.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2651.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2653.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2656.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2659.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2667.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a ramp jam in memory of Brant Mallard.  At the height of the evening there were about 100 people shredding and chilling.  It was an amazing night.  I got minimal photos due to my emcee duties.  But I did make fun of a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2671.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2670.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2672.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2677.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2679.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night out with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2690.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2723.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2705.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/26771765-115732105579245694?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115732105579245694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115732105579245694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115732105579245694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115732105579245694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/09/winds-of-change.html' title='Winds of change.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115536820793859871</id><published>2006-08-11T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T23:36:48.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have not been on the upkeep around here lately.  I think that is a good thing.  I haven't been using my compu for frivolous internetting lately.  Okay I have still been checking my dailies, but that's it.  I did however get a new sd600, so now my photos are coming again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The pie machine wasn't broken, she was just slow as hell."&lt;br /&gt;-Matt Lynes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2478.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie Ma had a birthday, it was a long time ago now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2490.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a skate rat skateboard day, it was 33 degrees so we didn't skate too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ledge has been skated for roughly 20 years.  It is the best feeling grind you will ever get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2535.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayne brought peas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2541.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2539.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you it was hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2520.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the bike path by my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2543.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are rad.  They have me over for BBQs and they pick badgers up so we can look at them.  I am going to miss living near them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2551.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2549.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Connor got a new puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2555.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat bought a wetsuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2582.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I haven't been internetting as much.  I think that getting a piece accomplished is one of the most satisfying feelings ever.  &lt;br /&gt;Sad note:  The piece of wood is the old extension from the ramp in James' garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2573.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2584.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2589.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands smell like Comet right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun Kil Moon follows Sufjan Stevens on my iPod.  That means hours of good sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have two more shifts at Heidi's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115536820793859871?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115536820793859871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115536820793859871' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115536820793859871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115536820793859871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-not-been-on-upkeep-around-here_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115491640820550607</id><published>2006-08-06T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T18:06:48.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sttil without my love.</title><content type='html'>My pocket still feels weird  being without my lil' photo machine.  It has been bust now for 5 days and I am seriously considering buying a new one because I can't wait for the doctor.  But instead I will write some junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Weibe got married, so I guess that Lauren is also now a Weibe.  I really wanted to go out to that wedding, but I didn't.  Too much stuff out here.  Bram has good photos of it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allina got married.  I went too that.  She is my youngest cousin on mommy's side.  It was held at my grandparent's cabin on Kootenay Lake.  This place is absolutely beautiful.  It has an orchard with pear, plum and apple trees, a pprivate beach surrounded by good sized rocks and a family of ospreys live on one of the rocks.  I used to take that place for granted as a child.  No pictures.  Have fun Allina and Trevor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DFA is in my opinion (which is often loudly stated, rarely right) the King Midas of music.  Everything he touches is amazing he can take a mediocre song (Gorillaz or N.E.R.D. for example) and turn it into an amazing spectacle (I know that spectacle is for the eyes, but I don't audioctacle is a word).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/ramp%20jam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/ramp%20jam.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am revisting The Misfits (before Danzig left))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115491640820550607?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115491640820550607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115491640820550607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115491640820550607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115491640820550607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/08/sttil-without-my-love.html' title='Sttil without my love.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115473960422148083</id><published>2006-08-04T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T17:00:04.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sad.</title><content type='html'>My camera is bust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in the doctor's hands now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115473960422148083?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115473960422148083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115473960422148083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115473960422148083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115473960422148083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-sad.html' title='I am sad.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115389696917347713</id><published>2006-07-25T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:56:09.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>211 photos.</title><content type='html'>The title of this post may be misleading.  What it means is that I have taken 211 photos since my last post.  I am not going to show them all here though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whip is getting there, a work in progress that I am really enjoying.  Thanks Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2292.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2292.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2291.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2291.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only two photos from my drive to Vancouver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2296.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2296.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2294.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2294.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the obligatory baby photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2316.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2300.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2300.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2313.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2318.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2320.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2320.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2327.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2327.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2329.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys grow like weeds in Vancouver, yet they cost 4.99 a lb. anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2308.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2322.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa was in Vancouver at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2333.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long drive, after a late night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2339.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What awaited me in Cranbrook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2337.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love any reason for a dinner.  Good-bye Jeanette.  But I don't think she is actually leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2355.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2346.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2350.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2345.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2357.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2381.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2381.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2371.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2371.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2373.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2373.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne walked into the room looking like this and said "I think it was the doobies."  I think he was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2377.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horse hoof and Janna's thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2368.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey was tweaking out on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2383.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July fest is a funny place to go, a little weird being one of the two sober people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2401.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2389.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2392.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2409.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2397.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a place that I could never go into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2410.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2417.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2420.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Melissa stopped by on her way East.  She got a koots weekend and a messed up license plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2422.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast time creek rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2426.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2428.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2431.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2432.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2433.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2442.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2456.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2440.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way from the creek to the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2458.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2461.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2465.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2468.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for the float.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2472.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2472.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2473.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2473.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2467.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2467.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record I have two amazing shots that I have not included due to requests made by the subjects.  But I really want to put them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115389696917347713?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115389696917347713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115389696917347713' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115389696917347713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115389696917347713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/07/211-photos.html' title='211 photos.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115328713105939944</id><published>2006-07-18T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:32:11.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission(s) Accomplished?</title><content type='html'>Okay, I went to Vancouver for the weekend in search of a new home.  And I was blessed through and through.  I got a place that fit everything I was hoping for and more.  It is right downtown, is very spacious, was cheaper than I expected to be paying, it isn't available until Sept. (so I don't need to pay for August's rent), is right across the street from a small park, is a few blocks from English Bay and Stanley Park, the building is super clean, I get a balcony and the landlady is cool.  So that r.o.s. just explained how it had everything I was really hoping for, now for the added bonuses.  1. a sweet secured bike room so my whip doesn't have to hang out in my room; 2. an indoor pool; 3. a dry sauna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was my main mission of the trip.  Other great things also happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in order of appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I drove down there.  I guess that is an obvious one, but sometimes I love going on a long drive by myself.  Granted road trips with the homies are great, but there is something magical about loning out for ten hours.  Great thoughts, daydreams, and experiences happen when I am by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On the way I stopped at the Grandforks park which has a re-creation of the Crack Pipe.  But it is concrete.  That thing is gnarly.  I really want to skate it with Matt one day soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I visited my G-ma on the way through Abbotsford.  I really get along with her, and I love that she is a wise ol' G-ma.  I think that everyone gets a little loopy by that age, but she still has great things to say.  I love you G-ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I got to spend a weekend with The Parkers (Sarah, Wesley and Isabella)  They are very busy and I really appreciate that they let me get in their ways for a bit.  Sarah had her septum operated on, and like a good brother I accidently knocked her bandaged nose which immediately started bleeding.  I think I made her cry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Isabella is getting way stronger and more fun to play with,  when ever she poops it is celebrated with song and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I partook in my first ever "apartment hunt."  At first it was un-nerving.  Places would get snatched up within hours of being on the market, so you had to be johnny-on-the-spot.  I saw some sweet dives, some okay ones and one great one.  I went with the great one, and thankfully was approved for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I got to spend a tonne of time with my dad.  It was great, we walked for hours, sat at the pond and hit ducks with rocks.  That was his idea, and it was funny.  I genuinely enjoyed my time with him, he didn't even lose it when I ran a red light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I got to hang out with Melissa, it is sweet when paths can cross.  We went for sushi at a pub.  A bit of a weird combo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I drove home, again alone and again I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures soon maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115328713105939944?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115328713105939944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115328713105939944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115328713105939944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115328713105939944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/07/missions-accomplished.html' title='Mission(s) Accomplished?'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115260212039764027</id><published>2006-07-10T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T23:21:36.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Loans To Death Socks.</title><content type='html'>This week has been an emotional rollercoaster.  A couple really tough things and some amazing times.  All in all, life's lines are some of the most exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the government trusts me with their money.  I wish they would have trusted me a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2161.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sticker team has its own private park.  Matt and I got the invite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2166.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2169.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2165.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true ripper in the Cranbrook skate scene passed away early Saturday morning.  We had a session for him.  You will be remembered Brant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2178.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan's sweet slipper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2185.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was Skate Montana day.  Grindline put up a new park in Whitefish, so it was time to go.  The bowls are way gnarlier than the pictures make them out to be.  Trust me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Border Stress.  No matter who you are and how innocent you are, the border is always stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2189.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everywhere in the states is a casino/bar.  Maybe just at the border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2190.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2191.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2193.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2194.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitefish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2198.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2197.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2254.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2199.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shredfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2204.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2273.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2207.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2269.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2208.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2263.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2267.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2209.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We should be doing peyote, not skateboarding."&lt;br /&gt;-Mark Bulford, in refrence to the desert like climate of the Polson park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one was feeling really shreddy at this point because of the ridiculous temperatures.  A shame because the park ripped, even though we didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt also refered to the locals as Gummo.  This got me thinking, and I realized the locals at every park I have ever been to are very Gummo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2212.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2211.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is an all terrain machine, don't let him lie to you.  Here he takes a much deserved road soda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2217.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so hot I almost lost the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2219.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2218.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2236.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2227.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roadside stop.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2247.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2239.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2243.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trucks are easier road trip vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2249.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death sock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2250.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two photos scream "roadtrip" to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2251.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2253.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I always wanna punch people wearing Von Dutch"&lt;br /&gt;-Fannypack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2279.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner time. Me, Dexter, Shayne, Joey, Dan, Matt and Mark, in order.  I didn't get a picture, but Colten ate a Payday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2283.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2284.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2285.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2286.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2287.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2287.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2288.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2290.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your part in the highs and lows of this week.  You know who you are.  I feel blessed for having each one of you playing rolls in my development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the overly emo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115260212039764027?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115260212039764027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115260212039764027' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115260212039764027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115260212039764027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/07/from-loans-to-death-socks.html' title='From Loans To Death Socks.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115190746990499468</id><published>2006-07-02T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T07:46:43.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week or so.</title><content type='html'>This past week was sweet.  As are going to be the rest of the weeks until summer is over.  Then some new adventures will begin, so I guess weeks will be sweet for the rest of time.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some proofs as to why this week was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kim, she is Matt's future wife as well as my landlord/roommate.  It was her birthday on Tuesday.  I can hear her singing to the dog right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2033.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2036.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning was a bad morning to make lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This came to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2047.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma and Pa put on a sweet spread for us all.  My dad went to war in order to BBQ the trout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2048.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the livingroom when I heard my mom yell, "Nathan come blog this."  So here you go mom, your mess.  She is a wild hunter and when she is done with mosquitoes all that is left is a smear of blood on the kitchen floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2050.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2052.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey forgot about his delicious raspberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2056.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sticker Team was amped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2057.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love A.H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2059.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Cousin Matthew and his lovely bride Rebecca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2073.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2080.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2103.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful family.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2092.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are sights from a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2096.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2095.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2098.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2124.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2143.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2129.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2122.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2148.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2148.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2144.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2144.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2135.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2135.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2150.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2138.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2138.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love new decks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2156.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/26771765-115190746990499468?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115190746990499468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115190746990499468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115190746990499468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115190746990499468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-week-or-so.html' title='Another week or so.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115138694639864837</id><published>2006-06-26T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T21:42:26.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love it when it is warm, and I love it even more when it is hot.  It has been hot and is going to continue for a while, so suck it up whiners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got this at work for when it is hot outside.  Now I don't have to walk next door to get my orange juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1959.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This grip tape art makes me have faith that skateboarding is heading in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1960.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take a lot of photos of Sara, and I hope you can see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1962.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the dog puke just makes you want to go skateboarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1963.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hittin' the streets again.  It is amazing how many slurpee stop must be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1969.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1971.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1970.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little more estrogen just got added to the shop.  I guess mine wasn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1972.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DC local qualifiers were on Saturday.  I have a beef with DC, but the contest was fun.  Thanks to Matt, Carmen, Tyler and Dan.  No thanks to DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1977.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1973.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a good thing to do at 8:00?  Go to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1994.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1987.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1983.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love dogs, apparently so do the homies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1996.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1993.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1989.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1982.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a good thing to do at 9:50?  Go to The Molnar Compound and enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First watermelon of the season for me.  I was in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Matt and I shredded the 9:30 to 10:30 shift.  It is great that it stays so bright out so late.  Skateboarding is truly a fun thing.  My hat has good session written all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_2026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_2026.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right this moment I am discovering the Four Tet "DJ Kicks" album.  I am being blown away.  And I haven't even got to the ten minute Autechre song that finishes the album yet.  I think the DJ Kicks series is genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115138694639864837?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115138694639864837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115138694639864837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115138694639864837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115138694639864837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-love-it-when-it-is-warm-and-i-love_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115095793932892220</id><published>2006-06-21T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T22:32:19.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Skateboarding Yay.</title><content type='html'>Today was a lot of cool things.&lt;br /&gt;-First day of Summer.&lt;br /&gt;-40th anniversary of the Kootenay Trout Hatchery.&lt;br /&gt;-Longest day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;-Go Skateboarding Day.&lt;br /&gt; I was actually very surprised at how many people knew it was Go Skateboarding Day.  I wish everyone knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got painty again recently.  And have been painty for three nights in a row now.  That is a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1919.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1919.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1922.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1922.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1923.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1923.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1912.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1912.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1932.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what an hour can change.  Downpour to perfectly dry.  Oh yeah and a 'stang with some sweet decals appears too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1926.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1927.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently "Nacho Libre" brings out the homies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1933.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Skateboarding Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1938.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1949.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1952.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first couple of attempts didn't work (they tried a boulder which got moved, the grooves got filled in with quickcrete), but I think they have stopped the skateboarding (and walking for that matter) this time.  I must say the skateboarders put up a valiant effort, but this is true architectural genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1939.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1940.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1942.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt gets blogged a lot.  But why wouldn't he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1944.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight after skateboarding I celebrated the longest day by going on a bike ride around town.  I love just riding around at dusk and seeing where the streets will lead me.  That is one of the things I am looking most forward to doing in Vancouver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115095793932892220?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115095793932892220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115095793932892220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115095793932892220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115095793932892220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/06/go-skateboarding-yay.html' title='Go Skateboarding Yay.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115070223476964196</id><published>2006-06-18T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:30:34.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is another new batch of photos.  Again, I suck at really documenting it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a "grown up haircut."  Matt told me I wasn't a grown up yet though.  Fine by me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes my shirt matches the banner in my bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1822.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a quick list of things.  They are things that I am excited about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The mosquitoes out where my parents live are ludicrous.  They are far worse than anything I ever witnessed in southern Manitoba.  I think that rotting elk carcass in the standing water had something to do with it.  Why would I be stoked on that?  Because they are so bad that it is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;-Sonic Youth's new album.  It takes me back to grade 8 through 12.&lt;br /&gt;-Mark.&lt;br /&gt;-The bike ride that I took today with Carmen.  No photos.&lt;br /&gt;-My dad.&lt;br /&gt;-Having my mom back in this area.&lt;br /&gt;-Bram has two new 'zines out.&lt;br /&gt;-Getting my student loan applications in.&lt;br /&gt;-The Kootenays (still).&lt;br /&gt;-Talking to Sarah on the phone today.&lt;br /&gt;-My friends this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been made fun of a bunch for collecting shoes.  I don't know if I am giving in to the ridicule or just getting sick of toting two garbage bags of shoes I don't really like around every time I move.  But I am making a conscious effort to skate through all of the them.  This is the end of week one of the endeavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1827.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people like me.  Birthday time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1836.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1845.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1842.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1840.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1839.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banquet Hall Bandits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1847.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My loving landlords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1843.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what the inside of a purse looks like.  Janna had a rotten banana in hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1848.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark was scared of a little beef fat.  I was too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1850.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky was fake over top of my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1851.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara showed Kya whose house this is.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1882.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen was excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1890.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Saturday night we went to the "Beer Gardens"  I think the idea is ridiculous.  One thing that is not ridiculous is hanging out with this guy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1893.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1896.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1902.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever mentioned that I love friendly cats.  That lurker in the background got some rubbin' too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1905.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday my mom made me a great b-day feast, but I didn't document it.  I guess that means I enjoyed it too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really excited to see what the post man bringeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1910.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115070223476964196?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115070223476964196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115070223476964196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115070223476964196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115070223476964196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/06/here-is-another-new-batch-of-photos_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-115052967788602370</id><published>2006-06-16T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T23:34:38.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When there is a lot of awesome stuff going on, I find two things hard to do.  Remember to take photos and find time to blog.  So here is my best effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I also find it hard to clean my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1765.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1766.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1767.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a street spot contest.  As I said earlier, the sweeter the event the fewer pictures.  Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1768.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1769.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1770.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1772.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1774.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I drove my dad and his boss way out into the boonies, and dropped them off.  They had to hike into a lake, do some fish stuff and then get picked up by a helicopter.  They had bear bombs and stuff so they weren't scared of the super awesome bear we saw.  Ol' pops got some killer shots of the bear while I got nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1784.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1794.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1778.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1791.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1780.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1796.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1805.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys were getting herded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1811.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1810.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1807.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this Guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1814.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I found some time.  Matt and I went skateboarding (no photos) and invented a super fun game, it was a great session.  And then I cleaned my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1816.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1820.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1818.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1819.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my bathroom you don't need socks to keep those feet warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1821.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for this week.&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-115052967788602370?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/115052967788602370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=115052967788602370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115052967788602370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/115052967788602370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-there-is-lot-of-awesome-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-114974843852795037</id><published>2006-06-07T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T22:46:48.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long time coming.</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time, so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark was drunk at work.  I don't condone his behaviour, but I love him and wish him all the best in dealing with his problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1505.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1505.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When these pants come out good things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1508.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1508.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1510.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1510.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1512.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1512.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad idea for a midnight snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1520.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1520.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rory made an unwise decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1526.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1526.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1522.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1522.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1541.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1541.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1533.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1533.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he came out a champ in my books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1532.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1532.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of an era and a new beginning, all happened in two hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1544.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1544.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1545.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1545.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  will miss this view though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1549.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah is great, super mellow and cuddly.  Not great at portraits with pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1550.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1553.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is real.  Real dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1557.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetest ride in the Kootenays, if not the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1558.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some highlights of James' bachelor party: throwing axes; potato guns; Some hockey game in the woods; fireworks.  Pure redneck, pure joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1563.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1580.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1576.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1574.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1566.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you buddy.  All the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1571.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1590.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Street rats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1599.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1607.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1609.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1604.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what this is, tough cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1613.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen's eyes stoked me out.  Janna took this photo, so it was a surprise for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1614.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimsuit season is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1623.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1622.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New shop decks are in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1631.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinn taught me all about Dragon Ball Z.  I didn't care, but it was funny to hear how stoked he is on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1642.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1644.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah-Jane had a going-away party, and then didn't move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1655.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1647.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends have cool puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1652.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris hadn't been on his board for months, and he got served as a result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1649.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy married this girl.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1696.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1695.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1661.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1662.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1666.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake wanted a piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1668.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shot this at 100km/h on the way home from the wedding.  This is the main Highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1671.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robyn and Aaron procreated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1676.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gentleman is pure comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1691.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1698.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1697.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1702.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry smashed his bike, Matt smashed his melon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1699.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1703.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true warrior.  The wheelies need some work though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1712.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little dogs are more excitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1735.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave slept through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1737.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1738.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1740.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey is always on call, you need it, just beep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1744.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening hike, 2 minutes out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1752.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1755.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1758.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1748.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went off on my own, looking at lame stuff like moss.  Only to return to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1753.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1754.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as if everyone is shooting their sweet whips lately, so here it is.  Classic frame, full 105, big fat pedals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1761.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1763.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is what happened in my last two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-114974843852795037?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/114974843852795037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=114974843852795037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114974843852795037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114974843852795037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/06/long-time-coming.html' title='A long time coming.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-114918200566874924</id><published>2006-06-01T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T09:13:25.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am lost</title><content type='html'>I am lost, because I have no internet.  Actually that is a lie, it is actually sort of nice to realize that I don't need to be on this thing all the time.  Some great things that have happened as of late that will be posted in picture form as soon as I get internet again are: James bachelor explosion at Horseshoe lake; me moving in with Matt and Kim; skateboard camp is coming together.&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all as I am on borrowed internet.&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-114918200566874924?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/114918200566874924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=114918200566874924' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114918200566874924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114918200566874924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-lost_01.html' title='I am lost'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-114918193189639572</id><published>2006-06-01T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T09:12:32.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am lost</title><content type='html'>I am lost, because I have no internet.  Actually that is a lie, it is actually sort of nice to realize that I don't need to be on this thing all the time.  Some great things that have happened as of late that will be posted in picture form as soon as I get internet again are: James bachelor explosion at Horseshoe lake; me moving in with Matt and Kim; skateboard camp is coming together.&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all as I am on borrowed internet.&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-114918193189639572?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/114918193189639572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=114918193189639572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114918193189639572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114918193189639572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-lost.html' title='I am lost'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-114827789640242374</id><published>2006-05-21T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T22:04:56.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much fun.</title><content type='html'>So I haven't been on here for a while.  That is a good thing, because it means that I am not spending all my time in front of this screen.&lt;br /&gt;So here is a little run-down from May 12 to present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I don't let a little rain make us drive to work.  Walk in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1320.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1322.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still wet three hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1329.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1345.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vacant lot that James owns is full of magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1346.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1348.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1351.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1357.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1355.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to fix some spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1360.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day, so the outdoors were better than in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1365.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1366.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the only photo I have from Joanna's birthday dinner (actually that is a lie, because I have four photos of Matt doing this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1368.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a slurpee float.  Fernie has the best ones that I have ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1372.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen and I went on a driving adventure, on some backroads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1378.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the aftermath of a redneck party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1383.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this doing in the woods?  I guess something was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1382.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down a tonne of roads that I had never been on before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1384.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring run-off is in full effect, this is usually a calm creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1385.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we were going to go up Lackit.  This is why we didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1390.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1391.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we did other things instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That says 5,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1397.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1401.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dude got treed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1403.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring run-off round two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1407.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1415.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my homegirl Sassy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1417.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where Ma and Pa live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1419.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1421.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1424.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Name explains it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1442.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1426.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1427.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1428.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that is a rib cage and a bunch of flies and fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1436.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad knows all about these guys.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1446.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1452.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky wasn't sure what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1468.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found in the bushes.  The date said 1986.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1481.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could not find these anywhere in Winnipeg.  Cranbrook's got 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1488.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1489.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1491.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gymnastikids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1492.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1496.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1497.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1494.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke is a great friend.  He sent this in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1501.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Luke.&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-114827789640242374?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/114827789640242374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=114827789640242374' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114827789640242374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114827789640242374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/05/too-much-fun_21.html' title='Too much fun.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-114732699686650564</id><published>2006-05-10T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:56:37.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday May 9 and Wednesday May 10</title><content type='html'>I was sick yesterday, So I stayed in bed almost all day.  That usually works for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acquiring some entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/400/IMG_1271.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1275.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast (4:30pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1278.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1279.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/400/IMG_1283.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift from my lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/400/IMG_1285.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finnish subtitles, Matt was hyped to translate this for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/400/IMG_1289.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cee Dog is reproducing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1290.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Mark is making fun of Cassidy's hand placement from the last picture, but dang he looks tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/400/IMG_1291.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey is a tile cutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/400/IMG_1294.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most gangster stapler in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1299.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is cuddling with a ninja, or a karate student.  But I think she is a ninja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/400/IMG_1302.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/400/IMG_1310.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer nerds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/400/IMG_1308.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/26771765-114732699686650564?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/114732699686650564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=114732699686650564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114732699686650564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114732699686650564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/05/tuesday-may-9-and-wednesday-may-10.html' title='Tuesday May 9 and Wednesday May 10'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-114704889306272909</id><published>2006-05-07T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T16:41:33.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday May 6 2006</title><content type='html'>This was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and Kim just got a dog from the SPCA.  She is named after my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1169.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kootenays to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1178.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're heading sort-of over there, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1186.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1194.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That cabin is on stilts.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1203.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave understands what Saturdays were made for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1206.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be willing to work in order to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1208.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pole position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1212.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt knows what time it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1213.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all turned into raging Slednecks.  I think Chris was the ragingest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1224.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1228.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1229.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, Chris was definitely the ragingest.  Sorry about the poor composition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1236.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt decided that his snowmobile was a snowboard and hit the jump.  He didn't make it look quite as cool as that method though.  And try spinning frontside on that beast.  I must say though, that this is a testament to our jump building, that thing was solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1234.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet were wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1258.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearing days end (it was 8:00pm when this was shot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1257.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunglasses are a waste of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1262.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to Anthony and Blade.  I miss you two.&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-114704889306272909?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/114704889306272909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=114704889306272909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114704889306272909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114704889306272909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/05/saturday-may-6-2006.html' title='Saturday May 6 2006'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-114681167232162153</id><published>2006-05-04T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T22:47:52.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Requested.</title><content type='html'>Okay Melissa and The LDC, here is the proof you requested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This masterpiece made Mark's day.  Maybe even a highlight of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1160.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goose has mean friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_1018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_1018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you are reading this, and it doesn't make sense, then you need to read the comments from the last post.  Was that a run-on-sentence?  I am not sure on these things.&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-114681167232162153?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/114681167232162153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=114681167232162153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114681167232162153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114681167232162153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/05/as-requested.html' title='As Requested.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-114671864450449598</id><published>2006-05-03T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T20:57:24.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I am a little tired of just posting pictures.  But I still like them too.  So I am going back to what I am used to.  Making lists of things that make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The new Thrasher Video "Keg Killer"&lt;br /&gt;-I have been listening to The Cure exclusively for three days now and I still have a bunch of songs to go through.  (I don't listen to them at work though, that time is reserved for intense house music and Avril).&lt;br /&gt;-DVS made some sweet shoes, and I bought them.  I think your Grandpa owns them.&lt;br /&gt;-I fell ollieing up a curb.  I didn't hang-up, I just ate crap somehow.  Pretty hard too.&lt;br /&gt;-I fell asleep during "Speed 2-Cruise Control", therefore saving myself from getting dumber.&lt;br /&gt;-Last weekend I went to two different legit ghost-towns.  Gerard and Fisherville.&lt;br /&gt;-In Gerard I saw Rainbow trout that weighed upwards of 30lbs.  They are the biggest rainbows in the entire world.  And we got to witness them spawning in the Lardo river.  Truly amazing.  I don't even like fishing, but I like fish.&lt;br /&gt;-I saw a goose that got pooped on by another goose.&lt;br /&gt;-I took photos of Carmen even though she didn't want me to.  But she thought I was shooting the river.&lt;br /&gt;-I stayed home on Saturday night and baked cookies.&lt;br /&gt;-Slapping people and getting slapped with two fingers on the forearm.&lt;br /&gt;-Blade and Dave both updated their blogs on the same day.  I miss them both.&lt;br /&gt;-Larry Def Chill's solo release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pictures of all of these things.&lt;br /&gt;You don't get to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Joel (Kroeker)  once said, "I am in a dangerous mood right now".  So I will stop.&lt;br /&gt;Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-114671864450449598?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/114671864450449598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=114671864450449598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114671864450449598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114671864450449598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-i-am-little-tired-of-just-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-114620321229242017</id><published>2006-04-27T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T21:52:05.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wed. April 26 and Thurs. April 27</title><content type='html'>Every morning I wake up and leave my house, and right outside of my door is a fun quick little hill bomb with a left hand corner.  Now this would seem to be perfect (seeing as it was newly paved last year) but right in the middle of the corner there is a tonne of gravel.  I feel that this is a good way to keep on your toes and keep you alert for the day.  Also I take a picture of myself skateboarding every morning, but I won't post that picture even though the morning lighting is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The delivery lady was waiting at the door on Wednesday to give me this.  Even though I don't get to keep these, I still love dealing with boxes full of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0911.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanna digging in my loot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0912.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I really love is warm spring nights.  On Wed. I was on my way home listening to Royksop and enjoying the rough asphalt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0919.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New wheels and bearings.  To the observant viewer, you will have noticed the increase in wheel size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0932.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursdays we get a "Bag o' Burgers."  Rory got left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0934.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posse up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0937.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0937.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler and Mark got ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/200/IMG_0940.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/200/IMG_0942.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark's hand vs. the rugged asphalt bank.  With and without gangrene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0949.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0951.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has officially begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0953.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all for now.  I wish I had something deep and profound to say.  But I usually don't.  I guess I am still too busy with living life and enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-114620321229242017?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/114620321229242017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=114620321229242017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114620321229242017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114620321229242017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/04/wed-april-26-and-thurs-april-27.html' title='Wed. April 26 and Thurs. April 27'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-114603486617090577</id><published>2006-04-25T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:01:06.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday April 23 to Tuesday April 25</title><content type='html'>So I have been pretty busy enjoying life again, so I haven't been here for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some quick highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning I woke up to this.  12 degrees and the ice is melting quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0824.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0823.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0826.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0838.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Carmen and I went down this road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0848.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that we could have a BBQ with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0855.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They live in this town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0866.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great way to start a Monday at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0869.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fancy restaurants are dead on nice days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0876.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0879.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a lady who has her head on solid.  Good discusser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0882.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what evenings are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0901.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you were wondering, Zombie Honeymoon is not as great of a movie as it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-114603486617090577?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/114603486617090577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=114603486617090577' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114603486617090577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114603486617090577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/04/sunday-april-23-to-tuesday-april-25.html' title='Sunday April 23 to Tuesday April 25'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-114577751009538930</id><published>2006-04-22T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:31:50.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry about the layout screw-up.  Still learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-114577751009538930?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/114577751009538930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=114577751009538930' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114577751009538930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114577751009538930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/04/sorry-about-layout-screw-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26771765.post-114577733013233796</id><published>2006-04-22T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:28:50.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>biting hard.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I am biting Bram and Jamie really hard.  I don't even think Jamie knows who I am.  But their idea (which I am sure isn't theirs) of documenting their days with their digi digs is a lot of fun.  So here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I changed from xanga to blogger is because xanga is super limiting as to how many photos you can post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my last few days looked like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burt Reynolds is an inspiration to me.  Hollywood has forgotten what manly is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0711.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast with an important lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0716.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some spring cleaning on the local shred zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0725.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini ramp session with two energetic shredists.  Carson is on the sticker team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0730.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My view every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0748.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen was wearing only one slipper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0758.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While checking out these docks, my dad and I saw a weasle with a field mouse in its mouth.  Pretty amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0777.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That lil' blue tube goes into Joanna's arm and all the way to her heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0803.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0810.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still learning.  I guess always will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0815.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just try an' front on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/1600/IMG_0814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5113/2805/320/IMG_0814.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking news.  I just removed a sliver from my finger that has been their for three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Nathan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26771765-114577733013233796?l=still-content.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/feeds/114577733013233796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26771765&amp;postID=114577733013233796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114577733013233796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26771765/posts/default/114577733013233796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-content.blogspot.com/2006/04/biting-hard.html' title='biting hard.'/><author><name>Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17941998188414564832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
