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  <title>The smell of diesel fuel and fresh dirt</title>
  <subtitle>You can hear the corn grow on a still night in July</subtitle>
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    <name>L</name>
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    <title>Nothing makes me happier</title>
    <published>2009-06-27T20:04:36Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Oh Man! I've been looking at 67 Chevy Impala's on the Ebay and such and for shits and giggles I typed in Metalicar in the Google Toolbar Query to Search and BOOM I got to Metali... and what pops up? Not Metalica, but Metalicar. &amp;amp;hearts; &amp;amp;hearts;</content>
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    <title>Have you ever looked back and wondered where your brain went?!?</title>
    <published>2009-06-13T04:29:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-13T04:29:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have been so out of touch with LJ. It's kinda rediculous. I was looking at a journal I had opened shortly before I met Andy and holy hell&amp;nbsp;I was really into it all!!! I had Icons and fics going... I had formats and backgrounds and... and... where the hell did my tech-savy self go!?!?!?! I guess it goes out the window after two years of minimal computer/ iternet usage. I'm kinda sad now... so insted of being sad, I'm going to fill my Summer Farmers-Widdow time with getting back in touch with my inner LJ!! Tomorrow after my weekend cleaning (which will be a big job {God Damn you Week!}) Ima gonna tool around here and possibly make some Icons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you eat a spider if you absolutly had to? I&amp;nbsp;don't think I could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello LJ, vats new!?!</content>
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    <title>Back in Black</title>
    <published>2009-06-10T01:57:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-10T01:57:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I think I'm going to go through and do some house keeping... on LJ that is. I'm going to delete most people and almost ALL of my communities. There are a few of you who will automatically withstand the cut, but lemme know if you wanna stay friended... I'm kinda boring, but&amp;nbsp;I think now that I have a place of my own, with my own internet and computer I'll be back on LJ a lot more. I guess you can call it an unfriending amnesty...</content>
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    <title>Gag order lifted.</title>
    <published>2009-03-01T23:29:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-01T23:29:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My sister in law has finally allowed us to tell people that she is pregnant. I don't have anybody to tell... and I'm in such a fickle mood about it anyway. I'm just afraid that nobody will be as excited for us when we get pregnant as they are for her. My mom wont be, my dad probably will be, my living grandparents already have 11 greats, and by then Andy's granparents will already have their first great and his parents will already have their fist grandchild. I hate second place, I hate feeling that I play second fiddle. It just makes me feel blah.</content>
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    <title>Hows that for a change of pace?!?</title>
    <published>2009-02-08T17:16:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-08T17:16:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;No. I'm not pregnant.&amp;nbsp;But my sister in law is! As of October Andy and I will be an Aunt and Uncle!!! I'm not supposed to tell anybody yet (She's only 6 weeks along) but&amp;nbsp;I figure nobody on&amp;nbsp;LJ&amp;nbsp;knows her so I'm safe here!! I'm excited although a little bummed. My secret desire is to be a mother, I'm just not ready yet and I had hoped that Sarah and I would be ready around the same time... Oh well, it just wasn't meant to be. I'm excited though, I've never been an Aunt before!!! :P Andy said that we'll be horrible as an&amp;nbsp;Aunt and Uncle, (by that he means steeling them and taking them to the park, feeding them sugar and sending them home!!) WooT!! Baby Shower!!!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Combining Corn</title>
    <published>2008-11-05T00:16:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-05T00:16:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So today I was an integral part in the gears of the farm. I kicked ass on the Allis Chalmers 7045!! Woo HOO!! We loaded a bunch of and I mean BUNCH of freshly combined corn&amp;nbsp;off the wagons and into the bin. Andy explained how to get the hydraulic lift to work on the wagon and I&amp;nbsp;sat up in the 7045 and ran that. Then I&amp;nbsp;ran the D45 while we used another wagon. I came in to get some food and chill out about an hour ago... Andy is still out there combining in the dark.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't really have much more then that. I just felt very proud of myself today, I&amp;nbsp;knew what I was doing and I did it well!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Playing Hookie on an Indian Summer Day</title>
    <published>2008-11-03T19:59:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-03T19:59:54Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Like we can't take a mental health day once in a while! I still feel really guilty about calling in to work and taking this day off, but I was having one of those mornings where I just could NOT get motivated to go and do what it is that I have to, to bring home ends meat. Besides Andy was going on a bargain-shopping-trip to find an auger to move the freshly combined corn into the bin. That sounded like much more fun today then sitting on the floor with 21 month old Toddlers who sneeze and cough on you all day. So far so good, we hopped out of bed earlier then we usually do on the weekends and I made one stop at the farm house to change my shoes and we headed off to Reoder Bro's to&amp;nbsp; talk augers. We found one better then Uncle Vernon found! He had one in Monticello for $3,600, we found one better (and closer) for $2,600 and on top of that they delivered it to the farm. By the time Andy got home with his first load of corn it was already sitting at the top of the lane!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was rather bummed though, we got the 'bottoms' down in Otter Creek and we parked Ace (my Impala) down on the side of the newly combined corn field and walked toward the Alis&amp;nbsp;Chalmers when Andy realized that it was the one the I can't squeeze into.&amp;nbsp;Mind you most of the open tractors I just sit on the fender, but the enclosed cabs I have to perch behind the seat or on an open window ledge and this newly acquired AC had no space behind the seat or even in the window.&amp;nbsp;Oh well! I drove slow behind Andy with my emergency blinkers on. What a BEAUTIFUL day for a drive!!! He's out getting the next load of corn from&amp;nbsp;Otter Creek and again, I can't ride with him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I think I'm going to take advantage of this day off and this Indian Summer... I think I'll take a walk through the orchard.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>I have such a Love/Hate relationship with my new sister-in-law...</title>
    <published>2008-10-19T23:18:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-19T23:18:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I have now been married for 3 weeks and 1 day. I enjoy being married!! I have married into such a good family, I have a loving mother in law, a father in law who watches out for me like I was his own, a new little brother who think's I'm awesome and two, count it TWO new sisters (one with a built in brother in law). One of my absolute favorite sisters is the oldest one, she is actually one a week older then I am. I love it when they come to visit (they live in Waterloo about 2 hours away from the farm) because we get along so well and it is really fun to talk to her. But.&amp;nbsp;Yes, there is a but. I get so jealous when they talk about their life, or their home or what they bought. I am so jealous that they have a house. They were talking today about a couple tables they bought at an auction and how they had them re-finished.&amp;nbsp;All I can think about are the peices of furniture that I have that I can't use because we don't even have enought room for a couch. It's about time for things to turn around. I hate feeling like I have nothing because I have so SOOO&amp;nbsp;much. I have a husband who loves me and would do anything for me, and I have a job and I can buy food and put gas in my car. I feel bad for wanting more then I have, but I can't help it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, I'm done bitcing! Hugs to you all!!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>They are together.</title>
    <published>2008-02-27T18:43:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-27T18:43:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We lost my Grandma Tuesday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and my aunt decided to take her off the ventilator. Her quality of life would suffer if she ever was able to breathe on her own, but the way things were going more then likely she would never breathe on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure my Grandpa had everything ready for her when she got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing was, last night I couldn't fall asleep. I went to bed around 8:00 and tossed and turned until well after midnight. Then I tossed and turned and had very strange dreams. Mostly I dreampt about my Grandparents house, but I did have a dream about my Grandma. She was younger and stroke free and I remember that we were talking about something and she looked at me and smiled and said "Oh gosh! That's wonderful" just like how I remember she used to talk.&amp;nbsp;I got a voice mail this morning from my mom, she had called around 10:30 last night but I didn't get it because of the poor reception in the shed/camper that I sleep in. I finally got a hold of her around 11:30 today and she told me the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was ready for her to go, I had made my peace with her passing years ago.&amp;nbsp; I just wasn't ready to loose both of them in less then a week.</content>
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    <title>Isn't that what a community is about?</title>
    <published>2008-02-25T16:55:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-25T16:55:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have always had a hard time asking for things. But now I ask you for your support and your prayers. I know that I have mentioned my Grandfather that has Alzheimer's, and you have all read my sadness and anguish at his illness but I can't remember the last time, or the first time for that matter, that I have talked about my other Grandparents. My moms mother had a stroke back when I was still in high school. It was a bad one which she never fully recovered from. There were about two years that it seemed that she was getting better but I am afraid that was only false hope. My Grandpa with out hesitation became her sole care giver (with the exception of my mother who visited her every Monday morning). He was a husband of the 50's, he was a door to door salesman for a while and was often gone from home on business and never bothered with things like laundry, cooking and the housekeeping. For the last 7 or so years he has been the chef, the washer woman, the maid and nurse as well as the husband, father and grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been preparing for the death of my Grandma for the last few years. Every time I see her she seems to be worse off then the time before. I just keep asking God to be just and let her be in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I got when I was talking to my Dad on the phone he happened to mention that my Grandpa hadn't been feeling well as of the last couple days. That he was having a hard time standing up and walking about. My mom took him to the Doctors for a check up and the whole ride there he kept telling my Mom that he can't remember what was real and what was a dream. He insisted that the night&amp;nbsp;before my Mom and Dad had shampooed his living room, they hadn't. Nothing was concluded from his check up and I didn't hear anything about it for almost a week and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Wednesday I got a call from my Mother and she let me know that my Grandma had fallen earlier in the week and Grandpa had to call a friend to help him get her up. That was when my Mom and her sister talked it over with Grandpa and they all three agreed that a nursing home would be the best place for them both to live. It surprised me that my Grandpa would agree to such an atrocity!!! But now I know his reasoning for agreeing. That Wednesday my Grandma was admitted into the hospital with Thyroid problems and was put on a ventilator with a 50/50% chance. That was a lot for me to take in. Everything was changing so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foward to this Saturday... Andy and I are on the way home from picking up Dodger the Great Pyrenees Mix when my Dad called. He was on his way to pick up my aunt from the airport (her family lives in Chicago) he just wanted to let me know that Grandpa had been admitted to the ER the night before and that Judy (my aunt) was coming in. He told me that my Mom was going to call later that day to keep me updated. I went about the day with little worry on my mind, we got Dodger used to the other animals and the farm and then took him over to our friends Cody &amp;amp; Coral's. C&amp;amp;C were moving on Sunday but they still had quite a few things that needed packing so I busied myself with focusing on organizing boxes. I got the call from my mom around 9 pm, she just got home from sitting with my Grandpa all night and Grandma's sister was in town to visit them both. My mom sounded calm, but tired and we said our good nights with her promise to keep me posted. At that time I was going to take Wednesday off work and go to visit them both. I had never wanted to say good by to anybody so bad in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Moving Day! Bright and early we started and we moved until the dark hours of the night. My purse with my phone was in Andy's truck and around 2 I asked if he had noticed my phone beeping,&amp;nbsp;he hadn't so I went about my work. After making sure things were settled and nothing more immediate needed to be done Andy and I hopped in the Truck and headed home. 1 missed call 6:55; 1 Voicemail. It was simple, it was calm, but it make my heart stick in my throat. "Sweetie, this is mom. I need you to call me. Bye."&amp;nbsp; I knew somebody was gone, it just wasn't who I thought it was. My mom let me know that the hospital had called her around 8am to tell her that my Grandpa was going down hill fast. He fell asleep and never woke up. I am just so relieved that my mom and aunt were with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that he was a lot more sick then he let on to us all. His number one priority was to take care of Grandma and it was almost like when he knew that she was going to be taken care of he knew his job here was done. I don't think he'll have to wait long for Gram, she may be joining him sooner then he thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a great man with a dry sense of humor who would never hesitate to give you a hand in any way he could. His advice was sound and his witt's were sharp. He was a University of Iowa Alum and Track Star who loved to watch sports, especially golf. His signature handshake was a low-five and he didn't like staying at any kind of event or function for over half an hour. During the War he was in the Navy though he never got a tattoo and he married my Gram on New Years Day at the court house for tax purposes. He wasn't the kind of guy to say 'I love you', but you could hear those words in his smile when he looked at you. His jokes were phenomenal and he always had a soft spot for dogs. He is now&amp;nbsp;with his&amp;nbsp;younger brother, his father and his mother waiting for his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what else to say, I just miss him and am a bit upset that I never got to say good by. Ok, alright... I need to go cry. Again.</content>
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    <title>Christmas, Christmas Time is Here. Time for Joy and Time For Cheer!</title>
    <published>2007-12-12T19:23:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-12T19:31:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love the chipmunks!&lt;br /&gt;Alvin, Simon, Theodore. Doot, doot, do do do doo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found out what I'll be getting for Christmas. Becuase I'm getting it before Christmas! Here... take a look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c390/dragonmoon11/Dodger.jpg" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get this, his name is Dodger. He was given that name as a puppy and we plan on keeping it! I am a little bit worried though about getting an almost pure white Great Dane. They AKC people or whoever have a ban on breeding white Great Danes due to genetics. They are more prone to be blind and or deaf. But he's not pure white, he has a smidgen of black on his nose! He's 1 year, and already house broken and good with children and other dogs/cats. For what we're paying for him, I almost feel like we're steeling him. I'm just excited!! Dogs are my most favorite animal, and at this time I'm not having children so I guess you could say I'm having dogs!!!</content>
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    <title>dodger21 @ 2007-12-05T13:54:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-05T19:59:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-05T19:59:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was doing a bunch of sorting through hinges, and door/window pullys, and door knobs and such this morning. I felt very... historical preservation like, or anthropologist like. I was wearing gloves (they were all so rusty!) and putting them into order. It was kind of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but today is draging on so fricking slowly. We have to build our Sheep a pen this weekend because we're bringing her back home next week! I really miss her though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not excited about sharing Christmas with his parents. All it is to his mother is a game to see how many things she can buy and how much she can spend. I grew up in a home where we got very little for Christmas and what we did get was picked with much love. I guess I just don't get the "I got you everything you ever wanted" for Christmas thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our first snow though! After a nasty day of snice (snow&amp;amp;ice). I love the first snow!! It makes me happy.</content>
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    <title>The Bathroom Reader</title>
    <published>2007-11-26T23:12:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-26T23:12:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So I'm laying on the couch and&amp;nbsp; Andy comes bounding out of the bathroom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Andy: Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Andy: Your boy, Brad Renfro was arrested for Grand Theft...&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Laughing* Yeah, he stole a yacht! He was 21.&lt;br /&gt;Andy: He would have gotten away... except they didn't untie it from the dock. You know, I had read that fact like, 3 other times but I didn't really know who Brad Renfro was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalk one point up for me!&amp;nbsp; Oh, no... wait. chalk two up for me! I kept him awake last night watching Firefly. I think I've created another brown coat. He leans over about halfway through the first epp. "I'm hooked. I'll be up when you wake up in the morning... and I'll still be watching this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Scat...</title>
    <published>2007-11-13T20:53:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-13T20:53:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I'm about ready to be called away to drop off our sheep to get impregnated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be back soon... With more interesting stuff to talk about.</content>
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    <title>Don't pity me, I have enough pity for myself</title>
    <published>2007-10-02T18:17:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-02T18:17:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Honestly... The last month I've been the most lonely I've ever been.</content>
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    <title>The times, they are a changin'</title>
    <published>2007-09-17T18:35:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-17T18:35:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I spent all yesterday in an apartment cleaning. I'm going back this afternoon to finish. We are renting an apartment! It's rather close to my work and its in Illinois! How weird is that. It's East Dubuque, but it's in Il. Ive never lived in another state before! The apartment was just FILTHY! Like, puke gross. But I did a&amp;nbsp;kick ass job! It's all&amp;nbsp;layed out funny, being an upstairs of a house. The kitchen is off the porch, and there is a doorway from the Bathroom to the Kitchen! And this TEEENY little room where the stairs used to come up. But it has a massive Bedroom and it was cheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we get all settled in we're going to get the internet,&amp;nbsp;so I may be offline for a few weeks...&amp;nbsp;but then I'll be back. I'll let you know sooner to the move date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here... Have cuteness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/dodger21/pic/00007ygb/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="320" border="0" src="https://pics.livejournal.com/dodger21/pic/00007ygb/s320x240" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;That is Callie and Sparta! When we get situated in our new Apartment we'll bring them on in! :D</content>
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    <title>dodger21 @ 2007-09-17T12:22:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-17T18:05:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-17T18:05:37Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;1. How many tattoos do you have?&lt;/strong&gt; Four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. When did you get your first tattoo? &lt;/strong&gt;February 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What was your first tattoo? &lt;/strong&gt;A Celtic Cross on my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Which tattoo is closest to your heart? &lt;/strong&gt;Probably the Cross, the outline is typical Celtic Cross, but the Celtic knots where my design and placement. So I put the most of my self into that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Do you have a matching tattoo with someone?&lt;/b&gt; Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do you have a tattoo that someone messed up? &lt;/strong&gt;Hell No! Cooper's a God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Do you have anyone's name tattooed on you?&lt;/b&gt; Not now, not EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. What was the most painful tattoo you received? &lt;/strong&gt;Thats a tough one... the tail of my Gecko on the left ankle is right on the bone, filling in the tail litterally took my breath away... but the one on the meat of my arm hurt like a son-of-a-bitch because it was so fleshy... I would have to say though... the one on my left ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Have you ever cried during a tattoo? &lt;/strong&gt;What? People cry!? It wasn't that bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Do you have a tattoo that you constantly have to explain? &lt;/b&gt;Yes, the candy er... moon phases on my arm! Thats the only one people see on a day to day basis, and if your not in the right frame of mind, it looks almost like a peice of wraped candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you ever gotten an infection from a tattoo? &lt;/b&gt;Nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. What is the longest session you've ever sat straight?&lt;/b&gt; I think my cross took almost 45 minuets... the gecko and the moons took about the same too, only because they're filled in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. What is the biggest tattoo that you have and how long did it take? &lt;/strong&gt;My cross. See above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Have you ever gotten a tattoo of something just because it was funny or shocking? &lt;/strong&gt;No, I've given all my tattoo's thinking time, and they are all serious to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Do you have any unfinished projects on you right now? &lt;/strong&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Has anyone (i.e. parents or girlfriend/boyfriend) gotten pissed over a tattoo you got?&lt;/b&gt; My mom was not to happy about my first one, and was Really not happy over the one on my arm but not pissed. She has told me time and time again, it's my body its my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Do you have any tattoos in places that most people don't get to see unless they see you naked? &lt;/strong&gt;Kinda... It's on my shoulderblade area, so most people don't see it unless I'm wearing a tank top (and even then sometimes it's hidden).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Do you have any people tattooed on you? &lt;/strong&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Are you worried about what your tattoos will look like when you're old?&lt;/b&gt; Eh, no. Not really. By then I'll be old, and I'll have other things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. Do you regret having gotten any of your tattoos?&lt;/b&gt; I actually regret the Moons on my arm. The only way for me to cover it up is with a long sleeved shirt... and it is my least favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. Would you consider ever getting any of your tattoos removed?&lt;/b&gt; NOOOO! To expensive and you know, they resemble times in my life and who I was at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. What are you going to get for your next tattoo?&lt;/b&gt; I eventually would like vines on my foot wrapping around the Celtic Cross. I don't know if that will ever happen... but eh, just in case?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you think members of the opposite sex with a lot of tattoo's are hot?&lt;/b&gt; Eh, Depends on the tattoo and the placement. My Fiance doesn't have any and I'm quite happy with that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. Are you unfortunate enough to have an armband tattoo?&lt;/b&gt; Hell No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here... Lemme show you 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="https://pics.livejournal.com/dodger21/pic/000025he/s320x240" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The first one on my right ankle, Mikey went with me and held my hand. I made him! He was the one who put Tattoo Ideas in my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/dodger21/pic/00003pra/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="191" alt="" width="254" border="0" src="https://pics.livejournal.com/dodger21/pic/00003pra" loading="lazy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;My second one, the Celtic Trinity over my left shoulder, Three is one of my favorite numbers, stuff always happens in threes,&amp;nbsp;and the Celts also held three to be special, like the three stages of womanhood, the maid, mother, crone, and the three elements: earth, fire, water and Christianity too, to symbolize the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Mind body and soul, that kind of thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/dodger21/pic/00004ehh/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="191" alt="" width="254" border="0" src="https://pics.livejournal.com/dodger21/pic/00004ehh" loading="lazy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;The third on my right forearm, right in the crook of my elbow. Yeah, I have had SO&amp;nbsp; many people ask why I tattooed candy on my arm. It is my only Tat in color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/dodger21/pic/00005416/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="https://pics.livejournal.com/dodger21/pic/00005416/s320x240" loading="lazy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;The last one, on my left ankle. I had a really good friend get diagnosed with cancer and the news devistated me. He always wore a ring, I had never seen him with out it, and it had almost this exact lizard looping it nose to tail. I used to joke and call him the Lizard Prince, 'cause Jim Morrison was the Lizard King. So this was in homage to my friend, durring his rough time. It's the only one that doesn't quite fit into the Celtic style of everything else. Although it really is one of my favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;font color="#0000cc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="jzbell" lj:user="jzbell" &gt;&lt;a href="https://jzbell.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://jzbell.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;jzbell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;when are you getting one!?! ;D</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dodger21:191129</id>
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    <title>dodger21 @ 2007-09-10T13:42:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-10T18:54:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-10T18:54:35Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;1. You are not alone. You are walking in the woods. Who is with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You are walking in the woods. You see an animal. What kind of animal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A dog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What interaction takes place between you and the animal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He bounds up to me and lets me&amp;nbsp;rub his&amp;nbsp;ears, and he&amp;nbsp;then he bounds with me as&amp;nbsp;I walk&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You walk deeper in the woods. You enter a clearing, and before you is your DREAM house. How big is it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two story with Attic, farm house. Not that big though&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Is your dream house surrounded by a fence?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On two sides&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You enter the house. You walk into the dining room and see the dining room table. What do you see on AND around it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few stacks of papers, a plant in a ceramic planter in the center of the table, the table is oval and large, there are 6 chairs surrounding it with a few odds and ends on the chairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You exit the house and a cup is on the ground, what kind is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mason Jar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you do with the cup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Set it on the railing of the porch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You walk to the edge of the property where you find yourself at: what type of water?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good size stream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How will you cross the water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a rock in the center, so I jump to the rock, then jump to the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;1. The person who you are walking in the woods with is the most important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The size of the animal is representative of your perception of the size of your problems in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, the dog in my mind was Spike and he is rather small... and right now I have some major problems... So hmm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The severity of the interaction you have with the animal is representative of how you deal with your problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The doggie ran with me,&amp;nbsp;so then&amp;nbsp;I carry the problems with me. Right?&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The size of your dream home is representative of the size of your ambition to solve your problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I have tall ambition, but not large ambition? Maybe, I think about being ambitious to solve my probmlems but don't ever actually do anything about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A lack of a fence is indicative of an open personality. People are welcome at all times. The presence of a fence indicates a closed personality. You'd prefer people not drop by unannounced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, I have half a fence line around my house... I'm both!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If your answer did NOT include food, flowers, or people, then you are generally unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does a plant count? This was kind of a weird question... I guess I saw myself entering the house and just taking in how it was left? Supposedly by me??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The durability of the material the cup is made of is representative of the perceived durability of your relationship (with person in #1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hum... Mason jar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What you did with the cup is representative of your attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Huh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The size of the body of water is representative of the size of your sexual desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I also happen to like lakes, and rivers and the ocean... I just wanted a stream running through my property!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The way you cross the water is representative of how easy or hard you expect your life to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't even know how to analyze that one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright. I just liked answering the questions!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Hello Newsies! Vat's New?</title>
    <published>2007-09-10T18:09:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-10T18:09:19Z</updated>
    <category term="life"/>
    <content type="html">This is my only day off work so I'm trying to make it count. The rain is pouring, the weather is chilly and I'm doing laundry and watching Season 1 Supernatural. I finally have time to myself, and it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living in a camper trailer for the last 4 months and while at first it was a fun adventure (like camping everynight) it has lately turned into this claustrophobic feeling of sinking. When you walk in the door directly a head of you is the mini fridge (think dorm size) and to the left originally, was a bench a walkway to the bathroom and a single bed. We placed a big piece of plywood between the bench and the small bed and braced the sides of the plywood with 2x4's and placed a queen size pillowtop mattress over it. (yes, blocking the path to the bathroom) The bathroom has a nice small closet, toilet, sink and shower with no running water. I pee in a bucket that I empty every morning, or outside (only if it's dark). Under the bed we keep a kennel (for our baby Min Pin) and our laundry basket. To the right of the door, against the same wall as the door is the table and benches. The table and benches are constantly cluttered with books, magazines, records, cd's, mail, and clothes. There is a small space between the table/benches and the counter, kitchen sink and oven/stove. We have&amp;nbsp;a bread box, toaster, toaster oven, small fan, and our cd-record-radio player all sitting on the counter. I have no running water so the dishes sit in a sink that can not wash them and overflow onto the remainder of the countertop. Under the table is the self feeding/watering units for the dogs, fishing tackle and a shoe box full of socks. It's a BITCH to keep clean, and after&amp;nbsp;a while I just stop trying. Then I have to spend a day playing clean up. Blach. We have already started to save up for an apartment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither one of us can stand his parents. His dad actually told Andy that he was worthless, a disappointment, and a burden. He then told him that&amp;nbsp;Andy owed him over $50,000 for food and clothing while growing up, and he could either work it off or pay it off. What kind of person, let alone PARENT would say that to a child no matter the age! &amp;nbsp;We were also informed that his wife (aka Andy's mother) was not our maid and we should be more considerate in her house. The only thing we do in this house anymore is shower and use towels. I have hung her laundry on the line numerous times, carried her laundry up and down stairs, helped her in the kitchen and scrubbing the dog poop stains on the carpet. We don't pay rent, so I do anything I can when I see it should be done. But no, it's not good enough. We dirty towels.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of dog poop!!! She has 2 Maltese dogs, one is about 5 months old the other is a little over 1 year. Both of them shit all over the house. The upstairs hallway is, on a normal day, filled with dog rolls. And she treats these dogs horribly! She screams, and screams and yells at them. Like they would even understand her!!!! They don't come to her when she calls for them (I wonder why) and they act like savage beasts. They were unable to sell the last puppy of Penny's litter (Penny is Ben's dog, and she was bred with our dog Spike) so they also have a puppy, who has no training what so ever. Our Kozmo, who is the same age as Little Miss Muffet, will sit, come, and settle. (not always on command, but pretty darn close) He&amp;nbsp;knows to poop and pee outside (although sometimes he doesn't make it) while Little Miss is learning from Grace (the younger Maltese) to poop and pee upstairs in the hallway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me started on the almost 30 horses, 3 of which have been tied in a stall in the barn since they came to this farm. Over the summer I dumped one of the water buckets out because it was full of this cottage cheese like substance that smelled worse then vomit and rotten milk. Just this spring/summer at least 5 more horses were born. They have about 7 horses penned in one area, 2 and a young colt in the front area, and the rest roaming the hillside. I don't think any of those horses have been brushed, let alone touched (often if not at all) for well over a couple years. They are either starving for attention, or are so afraid of humans they run away. Each year about 5 more are born, Andy figures only maybe 1 will die. They never ride them, or talk to them, so why the FUCK do they have them!? It makes me sick, and sad. I have always wanted a horse, always and now that I'm surrounded by them I can't ride any of them, none of them will let me put a bridal on them and brush them, and really... only 1 of them will let me give them love. How sad is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... I didn't mean to turn this into a bitch fest! I just have so much pent up, and I have had nobody to share this with. Of course I talk with Andy about it and he feels the same way I do, but what can we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note, let me ramble about my new job!! :D&lt;br /&gt;I started last Wednesday at this place in Dubuque called the Restoration Warehouse. They have Antiques coming out the wazoo!! As well as architectural salvage from old homes. Like doors, windows, hardware, trim, old tin ceilings/ panels. It is the freekin' COOLEST place to work!! We're in the process of shifting around inside the old warehouse that we're in and its fun but exhausting! The rooms have to be emptied, cleaned then things moved into different places. I've been working mad hours there, but it's been wonderful! There is only me and this other guy who work there, as well as the person who takes consignment (but she's only there two days a week) and this other guy only works like, two days a week too. But I'm there full time! And actually have just been asked to train all of the new highers! I really hope to move up in this business, the woman who is running the show is actually the heiress to the Kellogg&amp;nbsp;fortune and she is really cool to work for. But, for any of you passing through the Dubuque area (which is a frekking awesome river town) stop by!! Although it would be best to stop in sometimes after November 1st. That is when we (fingers are crossed) will be officially re-opened! (although we are still open 5 days a week while we are remodeling/moving) And that's my new passion in life!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. That felt good. I'm sorry for anybody who actually read this! Hum..... maybe I should put it under a cut...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>dodger21 @ 2007-07-13T10:06:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-13T15:19:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-13T15:19:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Alright. For posterity's sake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/dodger21/pic/00001pcf/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="https://pics.livejournal.com/dodger21/pic/00001pcf/s320x240" width="320" height="238" border="0" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's simple, but beautiful. It's exactly what I would have picked out, but he did it all on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Huh?</title>
    <published>2007-06-07T18:40:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-07T18:40:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wheeee!!! Tornadoes are fun!!!</content>
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    <title>Sometimes I don't even understand myself...</title>
    <published>2007-04-10T03:05:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-10T03:07:44Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So, I was looking through a notebook and I came across a page written in big letters with a brown sharpie... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get flaming eye goggle&lt;br /&gt;Flip This Spit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Im Not an Alien&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Im discontent.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh She'se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;I come back, and&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's a Fuzzy Alien&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what I was smoking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't get the job at GE. Whatever! I did find an Andy!</content>
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    <title>Oh, my Randall.</title>
    <published>2007-04-05T05:00:52Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Rand's favorite movie right now is Cars and that movie is just so cute! I just may have to go buy it myself. But he sings along with the songs but he doesn't quite know the words so he's just singing jibberish in tune with the music. He got excited when this one song came on and he kept telling me that the Silver Serfer sang that song. I honesty was thouroughly confused untill Kota filled me in that he means that their family car sang that song. (she is like me and names her cars. Her new car is a silver Chevy Malibu, what do you call a silver car named after a city on a beach??? The Silver Surfer!) But anyway, Rand actually thinks that the car is singing when in fact it was just the radio. I about died laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out that if Randall had been a girl, they would have named him Rianan and called her Rian for short. Cool huh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a bunch of my pictures developed from last spring and summer. Most of them are of the outside. Flowers, trees, sunlight and that kind of stuff. But I also had a few pictures I took of me and &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="kitkam" lj:user="kitkam" &gt;&lt;a href="https://kitkam.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://kitkam.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;kitkam&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="jzbell" lj:user="jzbell" &gt;&lt;a href="https://jzbell.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://jzbell.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;jzbell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Danny when we drove up to Summerfest. I have three perfect pictures in frames, both KK's and JZ's pictures are of from the back seat looking over their shoulders. Dan's though, he's looking right at me. I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think this post is long enough!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'Night!</content>
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    <title>HEY!!</title>
    <published>2007-04-04T15:40:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-04T15:40:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I created a journal to dump my stuff. I've been getting into Icon making and I've been dabbling in Fic writing. I don't spend all my time making stuff but when I'm bored I'll mess around with stuff. I just needed a place to put it all and archive it and have it all in one little place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="no_quarter21" lj:user="no_quarter21" &gt;&lt;a href="https://no-quarter21.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://no-quarter21.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;no_quarter21&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just Supernatural stuff though... It has some Panic! At the Disco, but not limited to SPN and Panic!... That's just been what I've done most of lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it feels weird pimping myself! I'm off to waste my day off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go develope some film...</content>
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    <title>The Classics...</title>
    <published>2007-03-25T02:33:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-25T02:36:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been thinking (I know, I know, that's not always a good thing) and I bought a wallet yesterday, its a Fall Out Boy wallet and its kinda cool. Although the pockets kind of suck. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I also emailed our local "Classic Hit's" station this morning asking why they play Green Day and Red Hot Chili Peppers every so often. I guess I just don't associate the kind of music that was popular when I was in elementary school with music that was popular when my dad was highschool. Would you group Green day, The Eagles, Pink Floyd, RHCP and Led Zeppelin in the same musical catagory? I guess I wouldn't. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Email&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;I've been an addicted listener to 100.7 for most of my life and I tune in for my love of classic rock. I was just wondering why I heard Green Day playing on my way home the other day, I've also heard the Red Hot Chili Peppers and I guess I don't consider them classic rock. If I wanted to hear those kinds of rock bands I would tune into a modern rock station. I think playing U2 is pushing it a bit (I don't consider them classic rock) but it fits into the mood of The Fox better the Green Day and RHCP. Zeppelin Rules and I thank you for Get The Led Out, but could we do away with the modern rock? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thanks! Elise &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;P.S. You should play more BOC!! Godzilla rocks my socks! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Response&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Elise,&lt;br /&gt;Our research shows that the bands you've listed are what are core listeners want to hear. Keep in mind that it's been at least 15, if not 20 years since those bands formed. They will soon be eligible for the R&amp;R Hall of Fame. And while we're not stretching into all of their hits, we are dabbling with some of their early stuff that we think fits the feel of the radio station. Personally I don't think Motley Crue is classic, or any of the hair bands of the 80's, but others disagree. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;U2 not classic rock? I disagree with you on that one. Formed in '76, 1st album in '80, and a band that's dominated rock in a lot of ways (album &amp; ticket sales, hits, etc) ever since. Keep in mind that classic rock is whatever you want it to be. But our moniker is "Classic Hits." There is a difference. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I do appreciate your input and please don't hesitate to tell us your thoughts on anything we do. Thanks for listening, &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Scott &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I guess I don't know what my deal with U2 is... They just sound to pop'ish for me?? I have no clue... I mean, they kind of sound like The Police? But I just don't like U2. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I had a point and me buying the wallet and being told that Green Day is a "Classic Hit" do make sense. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I guess it makes me feel odd that some day my daughter may be listening to a "Classic Hit's" station and they will be playing Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, Coldplay, Radio Head, All American Rejects and the like and it will be "Classic" (Which we all know, is just a nice way of saying Old). She'll start bugging me about any cool 'old band stuff' that I might have boxed up in the attic and maybe I'll pull out an old faded FOB wallet and she will think that it is the coolest thing on the planet.</content>
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