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Am I still linked up here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-1048990447678813626?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1048990447678813626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=1048990447678813626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1048990447678813626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1048990447678813626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2011/07/testing.html' title='Testing...'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-1362608444809031840</id><published>2010-07-20T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T18:27:42.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>warning: Details ahead</title><content type='html'>So I spent the weekend in Las Vegas for a Tool concert and as many of yo know, I have given up drinking.  Well, I am happy to say I did not falter and kept my self sober and drink free the entire weekend.  It really was not as hard as I was expecting it to be.  It's not like I was sitting there sweating and licking my lips at every drink I saw, And I saw a lot.  No, it was more like Someone:"You want a drink?"  Me: "Meh, no thanks." and that was it hahaha.  I am very happy with the decisions I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I first arrived in Vegas and checked into my hotel, Excalibur.  Not a bad hotel but the maid seemed to have missed cleaning it very well.  The trash was full and there was popcorn on the floor.  Not a lot but it was around.  I did not call house keeping or complain just because thats the kinda guy I am and because I needed to take a shower and head over to the concert, so I really didn't have the time to mess with it.  So I got all clean and changed and and decided to walk to the Planet Hollywood hotel and casino where the concert was, not a long walk but it was pretty hot but again, not a big deal.  I quite enjoy walking down the strip actually.  So I get to the venue and get inline for the merch.  A shirt for the tour was $75! I decided to pass.  Some art for $900, hahaha, again a pass.  Then I saw what I wanted, a poster of this specific night and venue.  $120 signed or $30 unsigned.  I had exactily $120 on me but decided to get the unsigned one to save money for gambling...I should have just bought it.  The concert was great and the quote of the night was "Raise your hands if your 21 or under.  You were all sperm when we wrote this song."  Hahaha, Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show was over I went to meet up with some friends that happened to be there the same weekend.  They were at the Toby Keith bar in Harrah's so I decided to walk there too.  It was a longer walk than expected.   By this time my feet, or more accurately my foot, was hurting really bad.  I hung out at the bar with the guys and had a fun time with them, the whole while not ordering a drink and turning down offers to buy me a drink.  We were there for some time and when it came time to leave I rode the monorail back to my end of town.  Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I woke up early and went down to the Pawn Stars pawn shop.  I was supposed to meet my Dad and his wife, Jan, for lunch in Henderson so I decided I could cut it close but I could get it done.  I got to the pawn shop, went inside took 3 pictures and left.  I got what I wanted though, a picture of the Jim Morrison painting.  So cool but not for sale.  I made it to lunch with my Dad and Jan without being late.  We had a nice lunch at Rubio's and then went to their house.  It's the first time I've seen it, it's very nice and in a nice area away from Vegas.  We sat, relaxed and cit chatted for a while and then I left.  I met back up with the boys and gambled for a few hours with $50 bucks but ended up losing it all, but hey, a few hours of entertainment for $50 is a pretty good deal.  We went back to our hotels and got ready for the strip club...That being said, if you would like to not hear details you should stop reading now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, if you are still with me you are in for a treat.  One of the guys scored us a limo ride to Spearmint Rhino (sp) and entry all for free.  Thats a huge deal.  The limo picks us up and we head out at about 10:20pm.  We get to the joint and we get our I.D's checked at the back door and they let us in.  I am in the back because I have no idea what to do, hahaha, I've only gone to strip joints a few times and am always nervous.  I guess one of the guys I was with gave the host a few bucks and he sat us in a vip area with our own table...again a big deal.  We got a lot for very little.  Ok, so I am following the group trying to not be too distracted by all the beautiful boobies, er, women and get myself lost.  We sit down and immediately girls are all over us.  A few of the guys know what they are doing and get right into it, one of the guys is standoffish and I am giggling like a school girl.  When the girls come up and say "Hey baby, you want some company?"  I reply "No thank you but I appreciate it very much, thank you." hahaha. Finally a girl comes over and gets on my lap and starts dancing.  She informs me my friend has already taken care of it.  Awesome, my first (yes my FIRST) lap dance.  It was very entertaining and just a bit scary.  I didn't know where to put my hands so I put them at my side on the arms of the chair but she would grab them and put them on her hips so I just went with it, all the while smiling and holding back my giggles.  After the dance I thank my friend and laugh.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I sit for a while and am trying to say no thanks to all the girls that come up to me and I come up with a brilliant plan; If I have a cigar, they wont be able to dance on me for fear of burning themselves.  So I order a stogy from our waitress who has been bringing drinks to us (again I did not partake) and I light up.  I start out by puffing away, sitting back and relaxing but start using it like a shaman would use sage.  As a girl would approach I would wave around the the cigar so the smoke would be seen very clearly as a sign to say "stay away: sacred ground."  It only lasted so long and was gone.  I was now defenseless.  I kept them away as long as I could until it happened again. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; A girl sits on my lap and says "Your friend sent me over."  I giggle and say "Oh did he?" She looks at my watch, bracelet and touches my lip ring and says "I like your style."  She begins to dance all around and I am starting to relax a little and have a good time and role with it, then...she sticks her hands up my shirt to rub up on me and she gets to my nipples and stops dead in her tracks. (Side note: My nipples are pierced and the rings I have in consist of a circle that goes around my nipple with a bar going through it and my nipples to keep them on.  Surrounding this circle are six spikes that are pretty sharp.) So she is there, stopped, frozen then she slowly looks up at me and I sit there wide eyed and thinking in my head "now what?" She then jumps back up onto my lap and unbuttons my top button to reach down and see the rings. One problem, I am wearing an undershirt.  So she gets down and lifts my shirt up and starts feeling how sharp they really are.  She asks me about them and I reply "I guess I like my pleasure spiked with pain." she looks intrigued and says "How bad do they hurt?" and puts her boobs on my chest.  At this point I have no idea what to do, hahaha, I am not saying I didn't enjoy it I'm just saying it is new territory to me.  So with her boob pressed firmly against my chest she says "I can't feel it." So I tell her "Well no, because you are pressing against it.  Go up and down on it."  She does and *poke* she yelps and says "oooohhhhh" hahahaha.  I was red.  Like I said, I had a blast, a lot of fun but it was new for me.  She finished her dance and went on her way.  We stayed until about three in the morning I think and finally went back to our hotels.  Good times, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I woke up, got ready, checked out and went to grab a bite to eat at Planet Hollywood the restaurant in Cesars Palace.  I wanted their Texas Tostados  but they were serving breakfast so I got the English breakfast, bangers and mash, with orange juice and hot tea.  It was great and filling.  After breakfast I headed out of town.  I forgot to fill up in Las Vegas where the gas is much cheaper and waited until I hit Baker.  I stopped at AM/PM because I kinda like that place.  I used my ATM card and was denied.  I knew I had money in there for gas but it was still denied.  I begin to panic.  I notice on the gas pump that AM/PM which serves Arco gas is a BP company.  I leave.  I go to Chevron, don't see a "BP" logo anywhere and try my luck...It works. Sweet I can go home.  I told my brother about it and he said Arco preapproves your card for like $100, which I did not have so it was denied.  Thats why the other gas station worked because they preapprove a smaller amount, which I did have.  I then continued my drive to Ridgecrest where I made it safe, sound and still sober :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-1362608444809031840?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1362608444809031840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=1362608444809031840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1362608444809031840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1362608444809031840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2010/07/warning-details-ahead.html' title='warning: Details ahead'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-1404298101136729875</id><published>2010-05-22T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T15:02:32.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the record</title><content type='html'>I am a completely depressed, pissed off, angry and hurt individual.  I seem to have a natural tendency towards depression but it's more than that.  Some of the choices I have made lately I have made reluctantly but with my children's best interest in mind.  Although I believe them to be the better choices for my kids, I don't think they are the better choices for myself.  I can not say with any amount of certainty that the choices ARE better for my kids but with my experience in life, I believe they are, no matter the effect on myself or my mental health.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason I bring it up is I have been trying hard to figure out what is truly best for both my children and me.  Is me staying here and continuing things as they are best? Should I move and see my children less? Would that make me happy or would I be even more depressed so far away from them with greater amounts of time between seeing them? These and more are all questions only I can answer and give me a great deal of stress and anguish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As far as my ex goes, she is one of the reasons I am always so pissed.  She seems to have no intention of putting the children first but instead, always trying to make sure I'm the bad guy.  From what I understand she talks about me almost constantly.  What she says, I don't know but I am sure it's intent is to hurt my character and insure she is the "victim" in all this.  I am not going to tell anyone that she is lying nor am I going to tell anyone that she is telling the truth.  It's up to each individual to believe or not believe what she is saying and if it even really matters as it concerns them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go through spurts of blogging and not blogging.  There are a few reasons for that.  One is because I twitter constantly and that goes straight to my Facebook page and so I am always updating whats going on.  Here I can get into more detail but I always seem to get lost in my points so I'm all over the place.  Hopefully I can turn that around soon enough and update here a lot more.  Anyway, I hope this helps a little with people understanding a little bit of where I'm coming from and why I always seem to be upset about something, it's truly because I have a lot on my mind and I'm always thinking...And that's why I drink a lot of beer but thats another story for another time ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-1404298101136729875?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1404298101136729875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=1404298101136729875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1404298101136729875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1404298101136729875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2010/05/for-record.html' title='For the record'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-5684238928052430686</id><published>2010-04-10T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T18:32:06.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the duce?</title><content type='html'>It seems my writing is suck lately.  I think it's just a matter of "if you don't use it you lose it" kinda deal.  Not sure if I'm too busy, too stressed or just plain too lazy to do it anymore.  Maybe I just have nothing to say...No that's not it.  I have plenty to say but transferring my thoughts from head to screen or paper has always been a very difficult task for me.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess the biggest thing on my mind right now is the Cerro Coso Theatre and it's future.  Unfortunately some of the administration seem to think it's a good idea to cut it completely to answer the age old question of "budget cuts".  Many people, myself included, disagree.  We think we can take some cuts, sure, we all need to help out but cutting a program completely is not the answer.  Let's say for arguments sake that it indeed needed to be cut completely, the people who are responsible for cutting it should be able to back up their decision and show us how and why it HAD to be done.  They can not or have not, whichever it is I'm not letting it go that easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you know me, you know I don't let things go so easy when I know I'm right.  (for the record, when I "know I'm right" its still my opinion and not fact)  I will continue to fight this fight until the answers are there and clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-5684238928052430686?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5684238928052430686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=5684238928052430686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5684238928052430686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5684238928052430686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-duce.html' title='What the duce?'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-2548416785742818190</id><published>2010-03-22T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:55:14.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And today...</title><content type='html'>In my effort to keep up here, Today was a fun day.  Although I didn't get to sleep till 6 A.M. and got cranky throughout the day it was still pretty fun.  Again we played video games for a good part of the day then we went out at about 5 P.M. to get some family photos done.  A friend is building her portfolio and gave us a great deal.  As soon as I get the pictures back I will share them. She is very easy to work with and my kids (which are incredibly shy) warmed up to her quickly. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/B-Photography/400120351514?ref=ts"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/pages/B-Photography/400120351514?ref=ts&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got home I made dinner, I put all games on hold for the night and we enjoyed some Indiana Jones Movies.  I also made a fire.  It is actually pretty hot here in Ridgecrest but my kids love a fire so I caved and built it anyway.  I have no idea what we are going to do the rest of the week because, well because there is nothing to do in this town.  Especially when you're broke.  Maybe a park or something. we will see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-2548416785742818190?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2548416785742818190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=2548416785742818190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2548416785742818190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2548416785742818190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-today.html' title='And today...'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-7891363451594544166</id><published>2010-03-21T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T16:22:45.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>It has been brought to my attention that I have been neglecting my blog.  Its seems so hard to get on here when all my updating I do through my phone via Twitter.  So, what have I been up to?  Nothing, and everything.  The biggest thing I've been doing recently is trying to save the theatre program at Cerro Coso Community College.  I have been doing everything in my power to bring light to what I believe has been an injustice.  If you want more info about that or how you can help let me know and I'll do my best to get the info to you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With spring break here I have my kids all week, well, mostly all week.  They will go see their mom on her birthday and I will be out of town that day anyway for the Theatre Arts Club annual L.A. trip.  It's great to have them for longer than just a weekend but when I'm broke we can't go anywhere like Las Vegas or Albuquerque.  The kids hate the long car rides (and being away from the xbox for more that 30 seconds) but sometimes I just gotta say "To bad."  I remember all the trips I took as a child and although I most likely complained to whole time, I am glad I have the memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to try and keep up more here, if not every day at least every Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-7891363451594544166?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7891363451594544166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=7891363451594544166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7891363451594544166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7891363451594544166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been?'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-8621768512177782984</id><published>2009-12-05T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:23:31.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-8621768512177782984?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8621768512177782984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=8621768512177782984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8621768512177782984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8621768512177782984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog.html' title='Blog'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4267800229979722795</id><published>2009-11-03T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:28:25.926-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keenan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maynard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Scratch&apos;s Gospel Revival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puscifer'/><title type='text'>Puscifer and Whales Vagina.</title><content type='html'>Got back from San Diego yesterday and what a great quick trip it was.  Puscifer was dead on, as always.  The music is they type you can really feel and not just hear.  Its more of an experience than just a show.  So many sounds from different instruments blend to a point of perfection with the hint of lyrics from two sycronized and complementary singers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the down sides?  The fans.  From waiting in line seeing all the Tool shirts to shouts of "Maynard!" during brief moments of silence. Some of these fans seem to be the loyal "Maynard" followers that don't seem to understand the differences of each endeavor of his. Let it be said that I am also a Tool fan, an A Perfect Circle fan and I'm even a fan of the many wines that Maynard James Keenan produces. It seems what ever he touches he puts his heart and soul into ensuring a quality product, whatever that product maybe, but when I am at a Puscifer concert I'm there for Puscifer.  Not to gush over the "lead singer" but to enjoy the entire experience which honestly, is bigger than he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some up sides?  I met and got autographs not only from Maynard James Keenan but also the opening band Uncle Scratch's Gospel Revival.  The one I got from Mr. Keenan was part of the "Meet and Greet" ticket I bought which was interesting but something I won't be doing again.  It wasn't as much a meeting or a greeting but more him signing a CD and handing it to me.  I was grateful, thanked him and as I did so I did my nervous little bow to which he said something I was to nervous to remember and bowed back. He was very polite but as I was standing in line I started getting nervous, not because of who I was gonna meet but because I was in line with strangers about to meet a stranger...If you know me, I don't do well around strangers, hence the nervous bow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Brother Ed and Brother Ant of Uncle Scratch's Gospel Revival was not included in the ticket however, it was just a chance we crossed paths.  I first saw them last time I saw Puscifer and was enamored but at that show I couldn't find there CD for sale so before the concert started this time I found it and bought it.  As the concert came to a close I went over to find something to buy at the Pucisfer merch area.  I was standing there and Tony, my friend that was nice enough to accompany me on this adventure, pointed behind me and said "Look" I turned around and saw them.  I told them about first seeing them, how much I enjoyed them and then asked if they would sign my newly purchased CD to which they did.  They were also very polite and appreciative of gaining a new fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a great night with a great friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4267800229979722795?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4267800229979722795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4267800229979722795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4267800229979722795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4267800229979722795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/11/puscifer-and-whales-vagina.html' title='Puscifer and Whales Vagina.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-6968679481607284383</id><published>2009-10-29T10:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T11:05:00.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puscifer'/><title type='text'>WTF?</title><content type='html'>I haven't been writing much lately for a few reasons but mostly I have been super busy and things have just been pissing me off lately.  I try not to write as much when I'm angry or down (or drunk) because its just a lot of nonsense and it honestly gets old when people just continually bitch and moan. Hopefully things get better post haste, the plays will soon be here and gone and the stress that brings will be lifted and free up some of my time.  I will say one of the things that helped me relax during the week was my pool league.  That has now changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I look forward to the beer on Tuesday nights now more than actually playing pool.  Two reasons for this, first off my team has begun the season playing teams that far surpass our skill level.  This isn't that big of a deal because like I've said before I just enjoy (or enjoyed) playing pool but to constantly get beat hard core has an affect on you.  Second, this Tuesday night league has become so political in nature it's effing ridiculous. I'm not sure if we're playing pool or if we're recanting rules, regulations and watching every game with a microscope to show off how much we know and understand the rules, instead of having a good time.  So this will most likely be my last Tuesday night year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before you say "But Chad, it IS a league and rules are there to clearly define legality of play because the top winning teams get prize money and the winning team gets to go to Vegas and play.  You are just mad because you suck at pool."  To that I respond, agreed, but I believe that having a good time about it is important as well.   I have placed in a position to win money and honestly, that money ain't gonna change my life and if I did place high enough to go to Vegas I am sure it wouldn't last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, like I said, this bitching and moaning stuff has got to go and be replaced with better commentary on the finer side of things...Like the concert I'm going to on the first!  Puscifer has become a new favorite of mine.  I think it has to do with the complexity of the sounds generated and the changing nature it has.  It's clearly hard to define as a genre and even harder to explain the inherent beauty I find in it.  The last show I saw of theirs, which incidentally was their first, was amazing.  It's a mixture of moods, music, friends, videos, comedy and wine.  This should be fun and hopefully let me regain something of my soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-6968679481607284383?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6968679481607284383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=6968679481607284383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6968679481607284383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6968679481607284383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/10/wtf.html' title='WTF?'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-5682106844368308937</id><published>2009-09-26T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T16:37:42.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frickin' frack!</title><content type='html'>God damn!  I am in such a bad mood today.  Starting with having no sleep last night, wait, I take that back.  Having maybe 2 hours of sleep last night.  Trying to not let that bother me I just figured I'd get some Xbox game play in.  That's when it decided to give me a big middle finger in the form a red ring of death.  Frustrating as hell but I try and not let it bother me, telling myself "It's only stuff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to have a good time with the kids and take them to the family fun fair at the park but Andrew is being a teenager and not wanting to participate and Audrey wants to do her own thing and when I tell her to wait she wines and cries.  I usually don't have a problem with Miah and he got 1st place in his group on the Punt, Pass, Kick challenge.  He got a blue ribbon and a soccer ball.  Andrew wouldn't do it based on him being "tired" and I figured if he doesn't want to, why force him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to get us some food, after all maybe I was just grumpy because I was hungry and guess what?  Yep.  Mine got missed somehow.  I just smiled and told them not to worry about it as my blood boiled and my stomach twisted.  After I finally got my food and ate we decided to head out to Inyokern for the 100 year anniversary of the founding of the town.  The event was scheduled to go until six, we got there about two.  Plenty of time to see it all you say?  Think again.  The only people that were there were the Boys And Girls Club people.  At least I knew the people that were there.  We stayed just long enough for Audrey to get her face painted and play a little but they wouldn't play nicely and so I decided to call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the kids fault and I know that, but I expect a lot from them because we don't get to see each other very often. Maybe I expect too much. I just don't want them to sit inside all day.  I like to get them out doing things, having adventures and creating memories.  I was around my sons age when my parents separated and the time I spent with my Dad I don't really remember doing anything.  Maybe we did and I was just being a teenager like my son but still, I want them to be excited to come see me.  and that brings me to my next point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women!  Christian and I have not been technically "together" but we have still been spending a lot of time together.  The main reason we broke up in the first place was kids.  Not the ones I have now but the possible ones in the future.  This is my problem, I don't ever want to have to do this again.  I understand kids come with marriage and I don't think I ever want a marriage again.  I know its supposed to be forever and if you're in love you do it, its not that I don't love the girl, it's just that I understand that what you want and what life is are two completely different things.  If that makes me a bad person, so be it.  Who knows, maybe I'll change my mind in the future but for now, that's how I feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-5682106844368308937?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5682106844368308937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=5682106844368308937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5682106844368308937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5682106844368308937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/09/frickin-frack.html' title='Frickin&apos; frack!'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4163067295372010535</id><published>2009-09-25T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:29:55.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='las vegas'/><title type='text'>Argh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I sit here with a can of MTN DEW wondering what to write about. I blame the iPhone. I have the kids this weekend and we have a lot planned. There is a Family Fun Fair at Rocket Park and this weekend marks the 100 year anniversary of Inyokerns' founding and there is a bunch going on for that. So I should have a lot to write about soon. I really need to write every night before bed, good stuff or not, I've never claimed this was going to be gold, or enrich your life in any way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend I went to Vegas to see friends from WA. What a great trip. We went on an ATV ride with Awesome Adventures. Not only was it a fun ride but they took us into an old gold and silver mine and gave us a little history lesson about the area. The lunch they provided was top notch as well. They have built a little ghost town that you ride out to where they have a BBQ set up. Lunch was corn on the cob, beans, and chicken all very tasty. After you eat lunch you ride around a bit more before heading back in. A great way to spend a few hours away from Vegas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went to Dicks Last Resort for dinner in Excalibur. It was fun and I was made fun of the second I stepped in. It seems people can spot me from a mile away because the guy was across the room with a microphone, its just too bad I'm deaf and didn't hear what was said. There was also a girl walking around handing out balloon...sculptures. My friend was the B-day boy and got a naked stripper on a pole. Me? I got a gigantic penis, complete with testicles and, um, lets just say... well, I'll add the picture.  The best part was when she was tying it around my waist she basically went down on me.  All in all a good trip. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385626360972713186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/Sr2WpBrCHOI/AAAAAAAAACw/NZj8wgBvcP0/s320/IMG_0237%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4163067295372010535?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4163067295372010535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4163067295372010535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4163067295372010535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4163067295372010535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/09/argh.html' title='Argh!!!'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/Sr2WpBrCHOI/AAAAAAAAACw/NZj8wgBvcP0/s72-c/IMG_0237%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-3821257306807214466</id><published>2009-09-08T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T10:51:42.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a great weekend.</title><content type='html'>I have been sick all weekend turning my 3 day holiday weekend into a 5 day sitting on the couch getting all dizzeated on meds, to thinking I'm well enough to go out with friends for a bit, to meds wearing off finding out I'm not well at all, to being cared for by Christian, to being better enough for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is my first day back and I'm not exactly 100% but i am well enough for work.  I know kids can taste fear and smell weakness.  Wish me well friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-3821257306807214466?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3821257306807214466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=3821257306807214466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3821257306807214466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3821257306807214466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-great-weekend.html' title='What a great weekend.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-7422387086943348415</id><published>2009-08-30T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T16:59:02.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures.</title><content type='html'>I am trying to go through my pictures and edit a few of the really good ones.  The problem is, I don't have a really good editor.  A friend of mine @&lt;a href="http://justmegs/"&gt;JustMegs&lt;/a&gt; turned me on to Picasa.  It seems OK but I've only been using it for oh, twenty minuets.  One of the problems I am having with it is it scans and opens/makes folders of all my pictures.  I have, literally, tens of thousands of pictures.  Some folders I haven't gone through to delete bad pictures yet but still, I just want to open my own folders and edit my pictures one by one.  When I have to see them all sitting there its a little daunting.  I'm gonna play around with it more and see what happens.  If anyone knows of any other good (free) editors let me know.  Just for the record, @JustMegs seems to have mastered Picasa so I am sure its a great program, just maybe not the one for me.  But again only about twenty minuets in so I won't throw it out just yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-7422387086943348415?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7422387086943348415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=7422387086943348415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7422387086943348415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7422387086943348415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/08/pictures.html' title='Pictures.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-3483485304024399643</id><published>2009-08-25T19:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T19:21:51.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a long strange trip its been...</title><content type='html'>What a blast from the past. The last time I was in Washington was last year for my Grandfathers funeral. Needless to say I didnt do much other than deal with all that. This time I went for a wedding. Christian and I flew up and spent 5 day there. We stayed with an old friend and her family, Megan. I havent seen her since I was about 13ish but we got along like not a day had passed by. We got to spend a lot of time with her, her husband and their child. What great people. They took us all over the area and we didnt stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few of the highlites were The Space Needle in Seattle, Pikes Place and the first Starbucks, an underground tour of old Seattle, Wild Game Animal Park, Snoqualmie Falls, etc etc. Lets just say not a moment was wasted. I will hopefully spend some time soon editing pictures and let the trip speak for itself. for now, heres a sample or two.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/SpSbppzl8oI/AAAAAAAAACo/ebxgxN4PKA8/s1600-h/DSC00417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374091395259036290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/SpSbppzl8oI/AAAAAAAAACo/ebxgxN4PKA8/s320/DSC00417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374090397531094930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/SpSavk-tv5I/AAAAAAAAACg/nRST5IowtSo/s320/DSC09567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-3483485304024399643?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3483485304024399643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=3483485304024399643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3483485304024399643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3483485304024399643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-long-strange-trip-its-been.html' title='What a long strange trip its been...'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/SpSbppzl8oI/AAAAAAAAACo/ebxgxN4PKA8/s72-c/DSC00417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4958970259140427898</id><published>2009-08-17T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:51:07.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicide'/><title type='text'>Time of reflection.</title><content type='html'>I found out that a friend of mine who died recently died because he committed suicide.  When first approached with this news I had a feeling of doubt, which passed quickly, because there would be no reason to inform me of this information unless it was 100% true.  Although this saddens me deeply I can't sit back and ask the normal questions, "Did I miss warning signs?", "What could I have done to help?" because we actually hadn't seen each other in years.  I also can not sit back in judgment and say it was a right or wrong choice because I have no idea to the circumstances surrounding the reasons behind the choice.  What I can say is this, life is hard.  It sucks.  It chews you up and spits you out with no apologies and its a short ride.  We are all in this hell hole together and should help each other out every once in a while and leave the petty bullshit where it belongs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may sound like I encourage suicide as an option and I am in no way saying that.  What I am saying, I think, is with what the world is and how much crap it throws at each of us every day it can beat you down to a point of desperate acts.  We as a culture and as human beings need to try and come together a little bit better.  If someone is having a rough day, give 'em a hug.  If you yourself know that your going over the top with something, take a breath, calm down and don't be afraid to apologize.  Buy a flower and give it to a stranger.  If someone simply wants to talk, listen.  I know I sound like I'm preaching here but I know how I deal with my stress and issues and it's not what I would call "healthy"...in fact I would go ahead and say it is the very opposite of healthy but hey, they are my choices.  So I'm not saying "I'm perfect and follow my lead", I'm just saying lets try and have less stress and just a bit more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope some of this makes sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4958970259140427898?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4958970259140427898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4958970259140427898' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4958970259140427898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4958970259140427898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-of-reflection.html' title='Time of reflection.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4279454030066916835</id><published>2009-08-08T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T11:07:32.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caduceus wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albuquerque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beaver Street Brewery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merkin vinyards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turtle Mountain Brewery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puscifer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flagstaff'/><title type='text'>Holy crap I've been busy.</title><content type='html'>So I got back from Vegas and just kinda hung around the house with the kids playing video games.  I talked to the kids about Christian and I and after a look that could only mean "Dad, you're a dumbass."  I talked a little more specifically about our differences and how she wanted Children in the future and I didn't.  Audrey asked me "Why?" and with a little confusion I said "Well, I have you guys.  I don't want to share my love with anybody else."  With out a drop of a hat Jeremiah said "Well, I wouldn't mind." to which Audrey replied "Yea! I want a little Sister...Or a nice Brother."  Andrew didn't seem interested all that much and was just playing video games.  Teenagers, what can you do huh?  So now I have no idea where I'm at.  My decision of no children was mainly based on the children I have now, but they may have a point.  I love children and its not like Christian wanted kids tomorrow.  So we will see what the future holds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids went back to their moms and I went off to Albuquerque to help move my brother and his family back there.  It was a long drive because I followed his truck and going mostly 65 mph but on the plus side, I got 60+ mpg from Flagstaff to Albuquerque.  We didn't do really anything while we were there, just unpacking and getting stuff together.  We did go as a large group, my brother Shays family, my sister Raeshas family and I, to Turtle Mountain Brewery for a dinner.  I had their signature Mac &amp;amp; Cheese, sooooo good and I got a growler of T.M.B.C. I.P.A. (that's Turtle Mountain Brewing Company's India Pale Ale) The day before I had taken a break to go see my Brother In Law play hockey on the Ice Skating Rink I spent many hours on as a child.  It was a lot of fun but I had to leave early to meet with a guy for a possible movie role. I met this guy at a Denny's, he seems passionate about films but I'm not quite sure I'm gonna go for it or not.  Something just feels off about it, nothing major, just not sure I'm the guy for this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Albuquerque and stopped in Flagstaff to spend the night with a friend of mine.  I got into town and we went to Beaver Street Brewery for lunch.  I had a Meatloaf Sandwich that was amazing and I got a growler of their Nut Brown Ale which made the trip back to RC with me and is chilling in the fridge.  After lunch we went back to the house to wait for her boyfriend to get off work and when he did he had to help a friend of theirs install some plumbing so we just kinda hung out and watched him work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I headed off to Jerome, AZ.  A four hour side trek, two hours there and two hours back to where I needed to be.  The drive was incredibly breathtaking.  When I got to Jerome I immediately had a feeling of deja vu. The town is literally on the side of a mountain and driving on its streets is a dizzying experience due to its switchbacks and hair pin turns.  The longer I spent there the more I realized I had been there before, maybe twenty years ago or so.  The feeling of meeting back with myself is a strange yet calming, satisfying experience.  I went to Jerome for two reasons, the Puscifer store and Caduceus Cellars.  I got myself a Puscifer belt buckle and some wine and wine paraphernalia.  The stores, the town and the 30 or so minutes I spent in them, were very much worth my four hour add on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4279454030066916835?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4279454030066916835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4279454030066916835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4279454030066916835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4279454030066916835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/08/holy-crap-ive-been-busy.html' title='Holy crap I&apos;ve been busy.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4825873017593642451</id><published>2009-07-31T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T23:12:13.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well then.</title><content type='html'>I spent this last week in Las Vegas to celebrate my Dads 60th birthday.  I had a pretty good time.  The party itself was a surprise party and it was a complete success.  I was originally only going to stay the weekend at the Stratosphere but due to a family member who could not make the trip, I took their spot at the Polo Towers for the week.  Christian, The kids and I all stayed at the Stratosphere for the weekend with my brother Shay and his family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up going to the airport to pick up my other brother Ian.  No one knew if he was going to make it out or not, not even him until about twenty four hours before his flight.  He stayed his day or so and I eventually took him back to the airport to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week was very relaxing.  I drove Christian back to RC so she could go to work and thirty minutes later I was back on the road to Las Vegas.  The kids and I spent a lot of time in the pool and looking at the strip on our balconies.  I read The Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy.  We watched T.V.  Went out to Chuck E. Cheese's... and that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home to RC and now Christian and I are no longer together.  We started talking about things and its just not gonna work out.  We are still friends and (as far as I know) there are no hard feelings.  I know this is all over the place but I'm a little out of storts but a lot has been going on and I have been away and unable to write about it all so it gets a little jumbled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4825873017593642451?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4825873017593642451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4825873017593642451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4825873017593642451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4825873017593642451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-then.html' title='Well then.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-3974738615425905703</id><published>2009-07-21T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:45:41.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The rise and fall of video games.</title><content type='html'>I enjoy video games as much as the next guy but some days, I've had too much.  I play games to relax and I use it as an outlet but I do not let them take over my life.  Mostly, I play Call of Duty Modern Warfare for the time being.  Adding the ability to play live with other human beings is in itself nothing short of amazing but the fact that people take this shit so seriously is beyond belief.  I can take criticism, in fact I will be the first to point out I'm not a "great" player, after all I'm just there to have fun.  So when you start coming at me talking about how "stupid" I am for not shooting someone who is right in front of me, causing you to get shot, you can go fuck yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off the ability to use hand eye coordination has little to do with intelligence, its a motor skill we all develop and it gradually gets better as it is applied.  Second, How can someone else be stupid, or responsible, for your dumbass getting shot? Pay attention dip shit.  And lastly, A game such as Call of Duty is a team game.  If all you do is bitch and moan about how other people have failed you, there is nothing anyone can do about it. Maybe you should figure out it is you who sucks at the game and try talking and listening to your team members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Child of the NES era and I believe to this day it is, and always will be, the best game console out there.  I spent much of my youth playing many games on that system.  Most hours spent playing the best game of all time, The Legend of Zelda.  One player, two button choices and no Internet or headset required.  So raise a glass to Zelda for me and if you wanna call me an idiot, stupid or a dumbass do it because I use spell check for the simplest of words and not because you have no idea how to relax and play a video game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-3974738615425905703?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3974738615425905703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=3974738615425905703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3974738615425905703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3974738615425905703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/07/rise-and-fall-of-video-games.html' title='The rise and fall of video games.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-6504409953867285033</id><published>2009-07-20T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:26:53.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marley and Me.</title><content type='html'>I watched Marley and Me for the first time the other day and I absolutely loved it.  It was a little depressing to me in a way though... it might have something to do with me being a 27 year old divorcee who's an out of work actor living with his mother and only seeing his children when its "his time"... or maybe I'm just an asshole.  Either way the movie was still great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking a lot about happiness and how it seems to be eluding me.  The choices I've made in my life have been a mixture of turmoil, complacency and bliss but they have been (for the most part) my choices.  I'm not thinking of the choices I've made in a sense of "What could I have changed in the past?" but much more in the sense of "What can I curently change to make my life better?"  Keeping in mind if my life is better, so are the lives of my Children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying I'm unhappy, I'm just saying things could be much better and I need to do a lot of work to get there.  It will be a rough road to travel but the rewards will be well worth it.  Luckily I have the love and support of my family and friends who love me and whom I love very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-6504409953867285033?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6504409953867285033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=6504409953867285033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6504409953867285033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6504409953867285033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/07/marley-and-me.html' title='Marley and Me.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-8101543657126451948</id><published>2009-07-15T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T17:54:49.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping trip.</title><content type='html'>The camping trip was great! We got up to Fairview campground on the Kern river and unloaded all our gear.  The first thing the kids wanted to do was fish...and fish we did. We fished right there at our campsite the first day and fished up and down the river the next day.  We even fished at a private little lake where I used to work.  All that fishing and we caught nothing but we had fun just fishing and playing in the river.  My brother cooked pretty much all the meals which was cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept telling the kids to keep their shoes on while fishing which didn't really work out.  I was afraid they might catch a hook in their foot but they couldn't wear their shoes in the water so it was kinda a catch 22.  It all worked out OK until we were fishing under a bridge.  Jeremiah caught a hook in the foot, that poor kid and Sharp objects with his feet.  Good news was, he had his shoes on like I had asked.  So as I was pulling out the hook, and unraveling the fishing line from his leg, I got the hook stuck in my finger.  Luckily it didn't go in too deep and my brother was there to pull it out for me. All in all, we had a great time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-8101543657126451948?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8101543657126451948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=8101543657126451948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8101543657126451948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8101543657126451948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/07/camping-trip.html' title='Camping trip.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-6356261489337296562</id><published>2009-07-06T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:57:25.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Audition anyone?</title><content type='html'>I got an audition for something filming in Albuquerque, problem is auditions are this Wednsday.  Not to worry, the amazing Chad is on the job. I sent in my headshot and resume and the guy who is casting sent me an email asking if I could do a video audition.  I asked him if I would have a copy of the script or what he wanted, I then got an email with a phone number to call to hammer out details.  I called and i will be getting the "sides" emailed to me.  Sweet!  He is filming not only this but a few and will use this audition for the future projects as well. I hope it works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I are getting ready for our camping trip.  By doing so I have gone back into the dungeon we have as a storage unit to find all our camping gear only to find...we have none.  Its been so long since we have gone I have no idea where any of it is, or where it went.  I have two theorys.  My brother will be in town tomorrow and we will get the food shopping done, look for a new tent and pick up whatever little gadgets we need.  I have the fishing poles, sleeping bags, bow and arrows and other odds and ends ready.  This will be an epic camping trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-6356261489337296562?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6356261489337296562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=6356261489337296562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6356261489337296562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6356261489337296562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/07/audition-anyone.html' title='Audition anyone?'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-101984521076492938</id><published>2009-07-05T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T14:56:48.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures?</title><content type='html'>I can't remember when the last time it was that I took a picture.  I love taking them but have taken a hiatus of sorts.  It might have to do with being so busy looking for acting work and spending copiuos amounts of my time in a car, it also could be the fact that I havent seen my kids in two weeks.  I get them tonight and have a camping trip planned this coming week.  Should have a lot of pictures to post then and many good stories to share.We enjoy getting out together and spending time doing all the things I remember doing when I was their age.  We also enjoy just lounging around the house doing our own things; watching tv, playing video games, computers, board games, all sorts of stuff.Hopefully I get to taking and sharing more pictures, and write better, more acurately and more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-101984521076492938?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/101984521076492938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=101984521076492938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/101984521076492938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/101984521076492938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/07/pictures.html' title='Pictures?'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4690590186600494023</id><published>2009-06-23T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T19:00:14.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving driving driving...</title><content type='html'>I went to L.A. yesterday and got my headshots done.  I'm a very uncomfortable person around strangers and I think it comes across in the pictures.  I need to relax, I do try to but it doesnt always work.  Anyway, my brother and I got the pictures done and we were staying the night with his Father in law whom told told my brother he got tickets to see Year One at the Sony Studio lots theater where the critics and stuff see movies.  The problem was, he was only able to get two...so guess who doesn't get to go, that's right me.  It actually didn't bother me, I would have loved to go but I was going to see Savannah at Comedy Sportz anyway so if I had had a ticket for the movie I would have missed seeing her and watching an awesome night of improv.After the Comedy Sportz show I hung out for her to get done with notes and we went out to grab a bite to eat.  I found this cool little pubish place on my handy dandy iPhone called Bowrey on Sunset and Vine which turned out to be pretty cool.  We ate, I had a beer, we talked, it was great.The next day my brother and I went to our little audition that was...well it was...its hard to explain really.  The acting world is a very strange place and I'm learning the ropes as I go so hopefully I figure it out very soon.  I am not sure if or when I am heading back to RC but I definitely need a little relax time from all the driving so tonight I might be going to a brewery if not, a winery tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4690590186600494023?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4690590186600494023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4690590186600494023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4690590186600494023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4690590186600494023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/06/driving-driving-driving.html' title='Driving driving driving...'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-3347659966457196525</id><published>2009-06-20T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T19:22:05.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sreepy</title><content type='html'>Yes that is "sreepy" as in very tired/sleepy not "creepy" as in scary man.  I seem to have had very little time for anything lately which is good to keep busy but I am exahusted.  I just got back into RC a few hours ago and will go back to Temecula tomorrow night.  If I'm this tired I can't even imagine how tired the kids are, but they are good sports and are trucking along nicely with very little bumps along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my audition yesterday and I felt like it was a little crappy.  I was nervious and when I did my cold reading I held back.  I wanted to get up and move but I just sat in the chair and read.  When I called the person I was supposed to call today about it they said the notes basically said I "did ok, but think I could do better" also that I have "a look"  what look that is, I don't know.  He told me to schedual another appointment for a reread.  I guess thats not to bad huh?  It's better than "hahahaha, are you seriously trying to act?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting my headshots done Monday and that should help me get work as well.  Without headshots they cant see what I look like to hire me and with a non professional head shots they wont take me sieriously anyway.  So, I'm in town for tonight then I'll be in L.A., Temecula and possibly anywhere I am able to film a movie.  Wish me luck and I'll try and keep everyone up to date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-3347659966457196525?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3347659966457196525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=3347659966457196525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3347659966457196525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3347659966457196525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/06/sreepy.html' title='Sreepy'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-5773335187363352668</id><published>2009-06-17T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:53:39.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning up.</title><content type='html'>I have been trying to organize things a little bit since I've gotten back but its not going so well.  I go out to the garage and start but I have so much stuff that needs to stay in boxes because I'm in a temporary living situation, or at least what I hope is a temporary living situation, that I can't get much done.  I have things I want to sell, things I want to keep for when I have my own place again, things I want to leave in boxes and just hings in general.  I'm like my sister, a collector of collections.  Some of the things I want to sell I cant bring myself to get rid of like comic books and things of that nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am heading to Temecula to stay with my brother for a week or two so we can both go to L.A. together and look for auditions.  It should help the both of us to have some sort of support rather than going it alone and since we are very different people with different talents, I don't think we will be competing with each other much.  Even if we are though I'm sure if one of us gets something and the other doesn't we wont be resentful we will be happy for the one who gets a part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still keeping myself very busy with local acting things.  Not acting for me but with publicity and getting the new Ridgecrest theatre troupe off the ground.  I was asked to be on the founding board of the Ridgecrest Community Theatre Troupe.  It's a great honer to be asked and I hope we can turn it into a great community organization.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-5773335187363352668?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5773335187363352668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=5773335187363352668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5773335187363352668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5773335187363352668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/06/cleaning-up.html' title='Cleaning up.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-2337037359598263048</id><published>2009-06-16T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:32:59.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The week long trip.</title><content type='html'>This is long, sorry but its all the blogs ive posted on myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a long day:Blog 1&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today at eight and got us all ready to be at the hot air balloon museum by nine thirty. We made it there just in time for "story time". The thing is, when you go to story time you get in to the museum free. Audrey and I had a good time listining to the story but the boys seemed a little bored. After story we were able to make our own little balloons out of construction paper and tissue paper stuff. Audrey made one as did I, again they boys just hung out. After that we walked around and looked at all the memoribila from famous air balloon escapades and the history of the Albuquerque international hot air balloon fiesta. There were some interactive things for the kids to do and they had a blast playing and learning. After that we went to old town for lunch. I can't remember the name of the resturant but the server was kinda scary. I wasn't sure if it was a boy or a girl, I hate that. Putting that aside lunch was good, not great, but good. We then went to Exploria. It's a place with nothing but interactive things to do. Making big bubbles, making stop motion animation, light waves, you name it, it was there. It was a blast, we even rode a bike across a wire like they do in the circus. We played there for hours. It's all sience related but put in an interactive format so kids don't understand they are learning, it's amazing really. Once we did everything we headed up to the Albuquerque tram. The longest tram in the world by the way. It's an amazing ride and an even more amazing view. Once at the top of the sandia mountain the temp dropped to 44 degrees. Way cold. We hiked out a little ways but quickly came back to the resturant for hot cocoa and food. After we ate we headed back down the tram watching the sun dip slowly behind the horizon. What amazing fun filled day. Can't wait for the zoo tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Animals:Blog 2&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not talking about the kids. We went to the zoo yesterday with a friend I have here named Gill. It's pronounced Jill but spelled with a G. Now that the confusions out of the way... We met up at the zoo at nine in the morning. When she walked up it was great to see her and her two children. I haven't seen them since last summer I think and boy they have grown. The first stop was the polor bears. Because it was opening time it was also feeding time. They put out some fruit right next to the viewing window so we got an up close view of a big polor bear, it was great and the kids just loved it. We also were able to make it in time to see the sea lions being fed. Now being that it's a zoo the animals don't put on shows but when they are fed, the feeders "ask" them to do certian things. It's amazing how sea mammals learn and understand what us humans want of them. The big one was being stubborn. He didn't go to his feeding spot and instead swam around having fun and showing off to all the other sea lions that he didn't have to listen. So when the feeders were done and left without him geting his food, he popped up went to his spot and looked as if to say "shit". It was actually quite funny, he was just like a teenager. We spent all day at the zoo. We had lunch on the grass, saw all sorts of amazing animals, Rode a small train, fed some colorful birds (that pooped on one of Gills boys haha) and played on an awesome jungle gym. And I only took one picture of a statue biting my junk and I only put it on Twitter ;) After we were all done at the zoo we went to spend a little more time with Gill and her boys at their house. The kids got along great and now have "out of state friends". We said our good byes and ventured off to my sisters house for dinner and a sleep over. Dinner was great at Raeshas, like always, and the kids played with their cousin in the back for hours, which was good because I was dead tired and didn't want to play. We had dessert, watched a little tv and audrey and sid went to sids' room for their "sleep over" and me and the boys took the couch and air mattress in the living room. Now we are waking up and about to head to temecula. New Mexico was great and the kids loved it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving:Blog 3&lt;br /&gt;That's about all we did today, was drive. We woke up early and my brother-in-law, mike, made my kids and I breakfast. Panckaes and sausage. Yum yum. We left town shortly after we were done eating. My sister left for work earlier and woke me up to say goodby so I didn't miss her. When we left I gassed up andwe didn't stop til flagstaff. I forgot to drop something off to my friend when we visited on the way in so we stopped by again. She was at work but one of her roommates was there to get the stuff i had and gave my kids a drink. He was very nice. We didn't stay long then headed to another gas station on our way out and the cashier saw my plates and asked what part of california I was from, I said "a little town called ridgecrest" to which she replied "oh, I was stationed there. She said she left about 1974 and I told her a lot had changed. Then we were off again not stopping until reaching our destination here in Temecula. I am now going to sleep. Oh and by the way, my kids, being stuck in a car for 13+ hours... Were awesome! Not to many fights from the back and the ones that did happen, were very minor. And andrew was content being in charge of music and sitting in the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lounge day: Blog 4&lt;br /&gt;Today was a nice day down here in Temecula. Unfortunatly I haven't been sleeping well this whole trip so after tossing and turning all night, waking up and falling back asleep, waking up for the last time at five am I finaly got in the shower around seven thirtyish. The kids slept in and woke up one by one. We all had to be up and ready for my brothers wifes sisters high school graduation ceremony. It was no problem, the kids that wernt getting ready played together or ate something and the ones that were getting ready were... well getting ready. Me being up so early was ready all day. I had a big blueberry muffin for breakfast and some coffee but for some reason was still very hungry. I didn't want to get anything else so I just felt with it hoping it would go away, it didn't. As I waited everyone finaly started getting hungry as well so we decided to go to Burger King and grab a quick bite on the way to the ceremony. That's when my day fell apart. The graduation was at a Christian school, which isn't a huge deal but still makes me uncomfortable. Like I said, no big deal, move on. Then as the ceremony goes on I feel a rumble in my guts. I've felt this rumble/pain in my stomach for years and did my best to "hang tight" until I got back to my brothers. The ceremony finaly ends... and they serve cake and drinks. I very well can't tell my kids they can't have cake, and since I am now an expert at dealing with my stomach I "hang tight" some more. Ok, kids are done and we are headed (quickly) to my brothers. I'm trying not only to hold in whatever gastly things that are inside me but also beat all the people coming over for the graduation party so no one knows I'm pooping. As people start to trickle in I come out stealthly and intergrate without anyone the wiser. Problem was, it wasn't over. All day I've been in and out of the can trying to figure out what the hell went wrong with my stomach. I blame BK! So as I'm in and out, my kids are playing with the other children that are here and having a blast. Audrey has been a little cranky lately but the boys are doing great. I'm not quite sure what audreys problem is lately but I think it has to do with being on such a long trip and being up early everyday and going non stop. It's not that she's being bad necsicerily, I think she is just a little more sensitive than usual, that's all. So to end the day we had smores and sent the kids to bed, relaxed a little by the fire, watched tv and i am still awake writting this. Oh, almost forgot. My brothers mother-in-law told me how great an well behaved my kids are. Not just around the house but for the graduation ceremony as well. So long story short; I still can't sleep, ate BK that made me shit all day with a house full of people, watched a christian graduation in a church and my kids are the best kids on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were home:Blog 5&lt;br /&gt;Well my children and I are home safe and sound.  I have blogged/tweeted/pictured all from my phone.  How great is that!? not lugging around my lap top is great.  The Iphone is all powerful and amazing, ok enough plugging.Our trip was great.  The kids loved Albuquerque and everything we did there.  Natural History muesum, Explora, Old Town, The longest Tram in the world, the Zoo, seeing family, meeting new friends, everything.  There is so much more I want to do there with them.  We also extended our trip to Temecula and enjoyed more family and friends.  We went to the San Diego fair and got a frog which we named Kermit. Kermit will stay in Temecula and we will be able to visit him when ever we want.Now that we are home we are going to be spending a lot of down time at the house now that I'm broke.  We will do some stuff but not a lot, we are all tired and need to just veg I think. After this week is over and the kids go see their mother for two weeks I'll be heading back out of town working on getting more acting gigs.  As far as Projects here, the summer plays festival is just around the corner.  The weekend of July 10th will see a great group of actors and directors that have been working very hard on their projects.  everyone should go see it, if you need any info just let me know and I'll pass it along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-2337037359598263048?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2337037359598263048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=2337037359598263048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2337037359598263048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2337037359598263048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-long-trip.html' title='The week long trip.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-9136965413212133597</id><published>2009-06-08T23:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:21:28.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Safe in Albuquerque at my friends house. Stopped on the way in flagstaff to see a friend. We also stopped at meteor crater in Arizona. The kids loved it. Now it&amp;#39;s time for sleepy sleep. More to come as the week goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-9136965413212133597?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/9136965413212133597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=9136965413212133597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/9136965413212133597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/9136965413212133597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/06/safe-in-albuquerque-at-my-friends-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-1280396446689432970</id><published>2009-06-07T17:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:49:40.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travels</title><content type='html'>I get my children tomorrow (should have them tonight but whatever) and we will be on our way for an adventure of a life time. Everytime I get my Children I try and do something fun but having only a weekend, we can't stay long or really do to much but we still manage to have a great time together weither its playing a board game or going to L.A. for a comedy show.  Keep your eyes open for updates of our trip.  I think I'll leave the computer home and update everything from my phone, should be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-1280396446689432970?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1280396446689432970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=1280396446689432970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1280396446689432970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1280396446689432970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/06/travels.html' title='Travels'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-2746024604515560518</id><published>2009-05-28T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T12:07:31.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah.</title><content type='html'>I don't have much to say.  I haven't felt much like writting lately.  I don't know why.  I am getting myself ready to go to a funeral.  That in and of itself could be one reason.  I'm sure once its all over and I get to feeling a little better I'll return with a new vigor and passion for the written word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the viewing last night and met up with some old friends.  We plan on seeing eachother more regularly and I hope we follow through with it.  Sometimes in life its hard to make time, even to just hang out, but as close as we all once were I'm sure we will be again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-2746024604515560518?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2746024604515560518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=2746024604515560518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2746024604515560518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2746024604515560518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/05/blah.html' title='Blah.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-243316043016420215</id><published>2009-05-22T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:12:29.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sad news"</title><content type='html'>"Sad news"  Thats what the email was titled.  Titles like that always make me nervious, with good cause.  I found out last night that an old friend had passed away a few days ago, Caleb Bezanson.  I say "old friend" not as in a friend who is old but a friend that I have known for many years.  As with the many losses I have faced, I find myself asking the same questions "How?" "Why?" to which I know the answers will bring no better comfort, no real answers.  It befuddles me, the strength of human spirit but the fragility of human life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have not seen Caleb in quite sometime.  Still the news comes as a shock and disapointment.  I will have many fond memorys to hold on to while remembering him and his family.  The good times, the bad times and the "what were we thinking?" times (of which we had many). It's an interesting thing, the tides of life.  How they bring us together and without even noticing, drift us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hug your kids a little harder, tell the people you love that you do and try to leave this world a little better than you found it.  To Pam, Sally, Rich and the multitude whom are to many to list, My thoughts are with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-243316043016420215?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/243316043016420215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=243316043016420215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/243316043016420215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/243316043016420215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/05/sad-news.html' title='&quot;Sad news&quot;'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-9216467120134666277</id><published>2009-05-19T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T01:15:40.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ummmmm.</title><content type='html'>Christian and I went shooting with some friends yesterday.  We had a great time.  One of them is from England and had no idea the feeling it brings to just grab some friends, guns, smokes and water.  After that we went to another friends house for a swim.  Good times, good times.Now that school is out I am no longer acting.  This affects me in strange and interesting ways.  I go through this continual wave of emotions when I get a new acting role and when its over.  I love acting, its my life.  I hope on my travels this summer I can pick up a few things here and there.  I havnt written in a while and I now see the toll it has taken... I will write more later, hopefully I get it back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-9216467120134666277?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/9216467120134666277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=9216467120134666277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/9216467120134666277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/9216467120134666277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/05/ummmmm.html' title='ummmmm.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-7884698170447392682</id><published>2009-05-16T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:15:41.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visual aide to last post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/Sg-1RQgpXYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GgX1ouEzNmQ/s1600-h/DSC06270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336683391551626626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/Sg-1RQgpXYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GgX1ouEzNmQ/s320/DSC06270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From Left to Right; Katrine (President), Chad/me (Vice President), Christian/my hot girlfriend (Treasurer), Brittany (Representative), Beckie (Secretary). Outstanding job my friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336686827171372530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/Sg-4ZPMOXfI/AAAAAAAAACY/IhSe1lZFBCk/s320/DSC06271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;From left to right; Gavin (best male techie), Krysten (best actor, female, comedic), Chad/me (best actor, male, both comedic and dramatic), Robin (best student director and best female techie), Christian/smoking hot girlfriend (best actor, female, dramatic).  good job guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-7884698170447392682?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7884698170447392682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=7884698170447392682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7884698170447392682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7884698170447392682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/05/visual-aide-to-last-post.html' title='Visual aide to last post.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/Sg-1RQgpXYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/GgX1ouEzNmQ/s72-c/DSC06270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-859625208110022373</id><published>2009-05-16T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:17:55.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Todayish.</title><content type='html'>OK, so we had our Theatre Arts Club banquet tonight.  We have one every year but because we were so awesome this year, we actually had it catered.  I was originally on the planning committee but backed out because, as the V.P.,  I have done so much with the club already I wanted to kinda sit back and enjoy it.  Yea, didn't happen.  I have helped almost every step of the way.  Its all good though.  I'm not saying I did everything, I'm just saying I didn't actually get away from the planning committee. hahaha.  As crazy as it was behind the scenes, I think we pulled off a great dinner and show and if you don't agree with me then, then...then whatever. Yea, I went there.As with every year, we held our votes for best actor, best techie, all that stuff.  I won for both categories for male acting.  That's great and all for me, but I was really hoping a guy named Calvin would have gotten the Comedic one at least.  I like being recognized for what I do but then I feel like an asshole or something.  There is a fine line between graciousness and arrogance, that's all I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a plaque saying I was Vice President of the Theatre Arts Club.  Every officer gets one every year but I feel like the officers this year earned it.  We have done a lot of work this year and I for one can look at this plaque in the future, remember 2008-2009 and feel good about what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the final paperwork for divorce is almost done.  I now know how much I have to pay for child support (for some reason that word always sounds so negative)  The ex-is still difficult as all hell but I guess that's the usual with exes.  I'm sure someday in the future once we all get used to our routine it might level out :l here's to hoping.Reading over this it kinda sounds like I'm bitching, I'm not.  In any way.  I have been enjoying life and being busy, its overwhelming sometimes but rewarding.  I have also been cigarette free for about a month now and feel like I'm done for good.  No huge cravings, just small ones that I quickly get over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-859625208110022373?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/859625208110022373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=859625208110022373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/859625208110022373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/859625208110022373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/05/todayish.html' title='Todayish.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-8898086385015902015</id><published>2009-05-15T19:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:08:36.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My computer</title><content type='html'>Well my computer is now back to life with a new addition.  I am so happy to have my fun little device back.  not quite sure what else to say right now because I'm busy putting a presentation together for my banquet tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-8898086385015902015?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8898086385015902015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=8898086385015902015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8898086385015902015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8898086385015902015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-computer.html' title='My computer'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-7520196225129843726</id><published>2009-05-09T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:42:11.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can&amp;#39;t believe I screwed up so bad tonight. It looks as if no one noticed but I know. And I hate that feeling of working on something so hard just to screw it up at the moment it matters most. I know I&amp;#39;m hard on myself but it really gets under my skin. (hahaha. I said hard on. But no time to laugh about it now!) &lt;p&gt;Tomorrow will be better. I know I know my shit and I&amp;#39;ll be spot on. But I still won&amp;#39;t tell the people tonight I messed up. If they ask ok, but I&amp;#39;m not offering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-7520196225129843726?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7520196225129843726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=7520196225129843726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7520196225129843726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7520196225129843726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-can-believe-i-screwed-up-so-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-7945915081709573049</id><published>2009-05-09T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:36:29.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Show this weekend!</title><content type='html'>Holy crap.  I haven't had time to do much.  Well that is, much extra.  Between publicity, school, my job, kids, and girlfriend I have very little me time.  It doesn't bother me that much but I am looking forward to having it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The play "Little Shop of Horrors" opened this weekend and yesterday we sold completely out.  That has not happened at the college that I have knowledge of.  This makes me very happy.  All the people involved have been working hard on this project and I am very proud of what we all have accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my divorce... although it has been finalized in court by a judge there is a big brick wall holding something up, I'm not sure what is being held up but I know it is.  I'm sure its the court clerks office because it is filled with morons and pricks (save one).  Their supposed to fill out something and my ex is supposed to file something or something...all I know is that I have done my part of everything as far as I know and it seems as if I cant help it along.  I will check Monday and see if they can figure out their mistake.  But all that is small frys really because I'm not the one who wants to remarry, so as long as I am seeing my kids, I don't really care how long it takes if I'm not the one to blame.  If it is me than I am completely in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Brother is leaving Iraq in a few days and that makes me happy.  He seems to have a tough time with wanting/not wanting to be there because he knows if he is not watching over his brothers in arms, they are not getting the proper protection, or direction they could be having if he were there.  On the other hand his beautiful family whom he loves with all his heart is home stateside without him while he is away, not being able to have his wisdom at their disposal.  He has made some great sacrifices and hard decision but I for one think he is a better man and greater human for it.  That will never change in my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-7945915081709573049?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7945915081709573049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=7945915081709573049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7945915081709573049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7945915081709573049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/05/show-this-weekend.html' title='Show this weekend!'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-7991945294535936675</id><published>2009-05-01T08:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:07:59.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprinting to keep up.</title><content type='html'>Holy crap I have been busy! I got my radio drama finished with the Theatre Arts Club and can’t wait to hear it. My Divorce has been finalized and now I am able to see my children a whole lot more. We have a great time together and we have missed each other very much. It breaks my heart a little when they say things like “I’m glad we get to see you now.” but it also lifts my spirits to know they do love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday alone I did two radio interviews, sold advertisement space on our radio show, had food, washed the car, changed oil in car, did laundry for Vegas trip, then showered, went to work, got the kids for dinner, took them home, went to our final Theatre Arts Club meeting of the semester, and topped the evening off with two drinks at Mickey’s with good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been working on the play Little Shop of Horrors which has consumed much of my time. The play opens next weekend and is turning out to be fantastic. Although I am super amazing in the show, I think the plant will end up stealing the spotlight. Being the first musical I have had a role bigger than “Chours” it has been a learning experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I head off to Vegas today for the weekend and a little R&amp;amp;R, well I never really end up resting but it is so relaxing, strange. I’m going with my girlfriend Christian, my friend and his wife (Shad and Katrina), and my brother and his wife (Shay and Karissa). So it will be as follows: Shay, Shad and Chad with Christian, Katrina and Karissa…what a mouthful… you know what, I’ll let that one linger. Wish us all happy fun time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-7991945294535936675?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7991945294535936675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=7991945294535936675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7991945294535936675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7991945294535936675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/05/sprinting-to-keep-up.html' title='Sprinting to keep up.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-1239794777217546420</id><published>2009-04-23T12:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:45:17.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It looks as though I am now able to update my blog straight from my phone. This makes me extreamly happy. I am currently in the waiting room of my local newspaper with a fellow cast member waiting to be interviewed about our up coming show &amp;quot;little shop of horrors&amp;quot;. I love doing publicity stuff. You work and work a character and that&amp;#39;s what people see, so when you get to do publicity and be yourself, it&amp;#39;s a lot of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-1239794777217546420?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1239794777217546420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=1239794777217546420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1239794777217546420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1239794777217546420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-looks-as-though-i-am-now-able-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-6508269704632187123</id><published>2009-04-21T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:38:31.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff...Yea.</title><content type='html'>Today is only Tuesday and it feels like the week should be over already!  I have tons to do.  I have radio and newspaper interviews to do on Thursday for the up coming show.  Those are always fun but early early and I hate early.  I also have court tomorrow for my divorce, wish me luck.  It's been about a year and a half so I'm kinda looking forward to it.   I have been pretty busy with stuff this past week as well.  I went to Temecula to visit family and that was fun.  School and work has been keeping me pretty busy during weekdays... and I guess my brain is fried because it seems I have lost the ability to write anything of value :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-6508269704632187123?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6508269704632187123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=6508269704632187123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6508269704632187123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6508269704632187123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/04/stuffyea.html' title='Stuff...Yea.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-680455751151935842</id><published>2009-03-26T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:32:15.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing and a miss.</title><content type='html'>So my court date to get divorced and all the stuff that goes with it was scheduled for today 3/26/09.  I show up at the court around eight or so this morning and find my name is not on the docket so I go and find out why.  I am told that my court date was yesterday 3/25/09.  This confuses me so I ask to see the paperwork in my file and I see that where the 26 was originally written it has been whited out and a 25 is now in its place.  Somehow my ex found this out and decided not to tell me.  I'm not that mad at her about it because it really isn't her responsibility to let me know but because I "failed to appear" the case was dropped and I have to wait another month for a new court date.  I have records proving the original date was the 26th so I will be able to show the Judge those papers and hopefully he won't hold my "FTA" against me in any judgments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pisses me off for so many reasons I can't even begin to list them all.  I have had nothing but trouble with the people I keep having to file shit with.  I haven't figured out if its laziness or just plain incompetence but it needs to stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-680455751151935842?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/680455751151935842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=680455751151935842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/680455751151935842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/680455751151935842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/03/swing-and-miss.html' title='Swing and a miss.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-6996747800579923852</id><published>2009-03-22T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:32:40.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The past week or so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I promised myself I wold be more up to date, alas I have failed. Last weekend I went to Mammoth and snowboarded for the first time since I was about 12 or 13. I had a great time there with some great friends. I have no problem speeding down a hill of snow in a straight line but stopping that's where the trouble begins. It usually ends with me on my ass. I did have a great time, all injury's aside, and can't wait until next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The week went by relatively smoothly. Went to work up until Friday (will be explained later on) had a read through of a radio play we are doing soon, hung out with friends on Wednesday...just normal, low key, relaxing stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday I went on our Theatre Arts Club annual L.A. trip, hence no work on Friday. We left early that morning and went to tour Sony Studio first. It was a great tour and our tour guide had some of us do a little acting, which was fun for the ones chosen and fun for the others to watch. I was somewhere in the middle. He used me as a producer. I didn't do much but I was able to sit in the executive chair due to my "status" so that was cool. as we were standing in the hall to a sound stage an actress from the show Til Death walked through and past us...no one really recognized her and even when the tour guide said who she was and what show she was on, not a big reaction came out of us. Sorry whoever you were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On we went to the Jeopardy stage. Didn't do much there but sit in the audience section and talk a little about the show and blah blah blah, then we moved on. the rest of the tour was somewhat uneventful but still, I think its fun seeing a working studio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the tour we went to our hotel to check in and get ready for the show Grease at the Pantages Theatre in Hollywood. The was a really good show and even included everyones favorite American Idol winner Taylor Hicks but I have seen Wicked the last two times I've been there and Grease, Although fantastic in its own right, just isn't as spectacular. After the show we went to the hotel and went to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try and wrap Saturday up as quick as possible because I know some of you have an incredibly short attention span and may not have you much longer. We woke up for our combat workshop. It was the shizzy. We all were hacking at each other with big bad ass swords. After that we went to take a tour of the Kodak Theatre where the Academy Awards are held. It is very pretty inside and was very informative. Then we went to the Santa Monica Pier. I took a million pictures and we ate at Bubba Gumps there at the Pier. The on to Comedy Sportz for an improv show. They are in a tournament right now so the room was packed and we had to sit on chairs they had brought out from the back. Cool little side note, One of the guys doing the improv, who is extremely funny, is the guy who played the new Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316096523659050930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/ScaRn1Ri_7I/AAAAAAAAACI/yt-mIM6w8T4/s320/DSC05492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316096515487398610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/ScaRnW1RetI/AAAAAAAAACA/E-3UTvRCxhM/s320/DSC04587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-6996747800579923852?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6996747800579923852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=6996747800579923852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6996747800579923852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6996747800579923852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/03/past-week-or-so.html' title='The past week or so.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/ScaRn1Ri_7I/AAAAAAAAACI/yt-mIM6w8T4/s72-c/DSC05492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-6182238662331680201</id><published>2009-03-07T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T15:24:45.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the saddle again.</title><content type='html'>I have not been on the computer for sometime now.  It's my iPhone.  It has completely taken over my life.  Between work, school, a girlfriend and getting my kids (when I'm allowed) I have been managing my time poorly.  I'm hoping I have fixed that and will fall into a nice little routine soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been going well.  I just got done with my first week and now know the kids a little better which will help me tremendously.  I believe this is the first job that i have had that gives me weekends off, so that's neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going well, still learning lines and blocking but we are great for where we are at and how much time we have to be ready.  The set is going to be amazing and the puppet for Audrey 2 is amazing.  My friend is helping with costumes and is making my little girl a dress to match the girls that sing on stage, I hope my ex lets me take the kids to see the show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-6182238662331680201?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6182238662331680201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=6182238662331680201' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6182238662331680201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6182238662331680201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='Back in the saddle again.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-5671489061435437185</id><published>2009-02-20T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:32:47.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coyote Idol Tonight!</title><content type='html'>Tonight is the 3rd annual Coyote Idol show.  It starts at 7:30 and will take place in the Cerro Coso Lecture Center.  It should be a lot of fun and we have a lot of prizes for the winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in about 30 minuets or so, I get to go down to the Police station for my Live Scan.  Its an electronic finger printing that gets sent to the F.B.I and D.O.J.  Its for my new job at the Boys and Girls club, basically making sure I have no prior record of crimes and especially crimes against Children.  After That I have one more step before I start working...the T.B. test.  I hate needles, of all the pre employment stuff this will be the hardest.  Drug test, no problem.  Background check, easy as pie.  But needles...NEEDLES! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also get my kids this weekend.  Its been a few weeks so I'm happy to get them.  I'm going to take them to Coyote Idol to see the show and tomorrow Christian and I are taking them up to the mountains to play in the snow.  Not quite sure about Sunday yet but I'm sure we will find something fun to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-5671489061435437185?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5671489061435437185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=5671489061435437185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5671489061435437185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5671489061435437185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/02/coyote-idol-tonight.html' title='Coyote Idol Tonight!'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4514635932430996984</id><published>2009-02-16T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:39:35.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Vegas trip.</title><content type='html'>Christian is now 21 years old!  I took her to Las Vegas for her birthday and she had a great time.  It was Christian, a friend (Tony) and me.  We got on the road Friday morning at nine a.m. so we could spend time wondering around Vegas before our concert started later that night.  We arrived a few hours later around noon.  Check in at the condo is not until four p.m. but we decided we could just go there anyway and get ourselves oriented.  I went to the front desk to inquire about discounts or coupons and low and behold, our room was ready and they were able to check us in.  Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took all our stuff up to the room and caught the shuttle to the strip.  Christian had been talking about the White Tigers for months so we went to Siegfried and Roy's Secret Garden at the Mirage.  Price of admission was only $15, less than I had expected so we all went in.  They have Dolphins, Tigers (both white and yellow), Lions and even Alpacas.  We took many pictures, Dolphins doing flips, Tigers lounging about and even a Lion pooping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching all the animals we decided to head to Ceasers Palace for lunch at Planet Hollywood.  Christian ordered her very first legal age drink, a "Gorillas in the Mist".  I told the server about her Birthday but she said unfortunately they no longer do anything for that, bummer.  We got a plate of the infamous Texas Tostadas to split between us and some sandwiches.  Lunch was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to A small Casino called Bill's, formerly known as Barbary Coast.  We started by teaching Christian Blackjack which didn't turn out to well so we then went to the slots, which again, didn't turn out to well.  The time for the concert was nearing so we headed over to the palms to get ready.  I won a few of the ten dollar tokens i collect but other than that didn't gamble to much there as money was quickly running out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert started and blew me away.  They opened with this duo called "Uncle Scratches Gospel Revival Band" they were great.  Check them out but be warned, they are possibly offensive to a lot of you out there so if you do check them out just take the joke for what it is.  So Puscifer finally takes the stage and puts on a show!  And I mean A show.  It wasn't just a concert with them playing music but it had pre recorded videos about the band and what it was about, they had stage actors come out dressed in costume doing a little comedy routine, it was great, I cant express that enough.  It was there first ever show and I got to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the concert was over, and as we passed by the drummer from Tool, we filtered out to the lobby to grab a beer and a Taxi back to the strip.  The rest of the weekend was a little slower paced than that Friday.  We gambled and won the rest of the time we were there and were able to leave Vegas with money, we met up with my Dad And his wife for lunch at Margaritaville which was awesome.  I don't see them all that much but when I do we have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegas is one of my favorite places to visit and can't wait for next time!  oh and in two weeks, snowboarding trip :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4514635932430996984?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4514635932430996984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4514635932430996984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4514635932430996984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4514635932430996984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/02/las-vegas-trip.html' title='Las Vegas trip.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-8008873955206362178</id><published>2009-02-11T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:14:13.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iChad</title><content type='html'>I finally got my iPhone that I have been waiting patently for what seems like forever.  It's the first Apple product I have owned and am a little nervous about but so far, I love it.  I can now check my email on the go as I can with weather conditions, news, sports scores... just about anything I want really.  What can I say?  We live in a material world and I am a material girl...er, boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have gotten myself a job.  I am very excited that the Boys &amp;amp; Girls club has hired me.  To me its more than a job.  I know kids can be frustrating at times, especially when they are in large numbers, but I know it will be well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I am going to Las Vegas this weekend for Christians 21st birthday.  we are going to have a blast.  I will take her to many of the places I love but will also go where ever she wants to go, do what ever she wants to do and see what ever she wants to see.  I cant wait to write about this trip.  I am also going to L.A. next month for a school trip which will also be a blast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-8008873955206362178?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8008873955206362178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=8008873955206362178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8008873955206362178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8008873955206362178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/02/ichad.html' title='iChad'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-6922139182724490949</id><published>2009-02-02T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:56:40.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend!</title><content type='html'>I went down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Temecula&lt;/span&gt; to see my brother and his family this weekend.  I needed an escape from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ridgecrest&lt;/span&gt; in the worst way and this was just what the doctor ordered.  I showed up Thursday night around midnight so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; do to much other than go to bed.  I say bed and not sleep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; with me its always just bed and still very little sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so Friday we kinda just hung out and relaxed, not much going on but that is fine with me.  Saturday rolls around and my brother is a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;UFC&lt;/span&gt; fan and was having a party for the fight that night.  I got myself ready for the party, showered, got my hair did, all that stuff we have to do to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;socially&lt;/span&gt; acceptable.  People started showing up around five and for the most part when I was introduced the other person would say "So your the infamous Chad."  To which the only reply I had was "If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what you want me to be." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks were had by many and I had a great time.  Everyone was laughing, telling jokes, telling stories all outside with a fire going in the fire pit.  Oh how I love fire.  The next morning we woke up and had breakfast at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;IHOP&lt;/span&gt;.  I love stuffed french toast.  I then headed home to hang out with some friends in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ridgecrest&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Superbowl&lt;/span&gt;.  It was a good game but just like when the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt; beat my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Seahawks&lt;/span&gt;, they had a little help.  At the end, when the booth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; review an obvious error in judgment on the field.  But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; just my opinion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-6922139182724490949?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6922139182724490949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=6922139182724490949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6922139182724490949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6922139182724490949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend!'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-2913904365544971656</id><published>2009-01-29T17:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:27:00.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auditions.</title><content type='html'>I got the cast list from Little Shop Of Horrors yesterday and I got cast as the Dentist Orin.  Yes, I have to sing.  No, I do not have any training other than loudly mimicking songs behind the relative safety of the windows in my car.  This will be a great challenge for me but will be worth every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been on the radio twice so far promoting Coyote Idol and our Friday the 13th Classic Movie Night.  Being the V.P. of the Theatre Arts Club has been both exciting and utterly depressing.  We have already done so much to promote the school, and in my opinion, more than anyone else.  But every corner we turn we seem to be met with political B.S. from governing bodies of the school.  Even if I were to stay here another semester, I seriously doubt I would try for a re-election.  You know what?  Strike that.  If I do end up staying here I'm going to run for office in the Student Body and change it all from the top down.  Lets all hope it does not come to that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-2913904365544971656?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2913904365544971656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=2913904365544971656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2913904365544971656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2913904365544971656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/01/auditions.html' title='Auditions.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-1242227084566591823</id><published>2009-01-26T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:40:06.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile.</title><content type='html'>Some time has passed since my last post, sorry about that.  I haven't been feeling all that hot lately and things just seem to be forgotten...OK well maybe I do think of them but then I ignore them.  Things are going well, other than that.  I had my kids this weekend and we celebrated my sons' birthday a little early.  He will be 13 this week and I am just going insane because of it.  He's a good kid and so hopefully he doesn't get into the trouble I got into around his age.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has started and between classes and my duties as V.P. I should be kept busy this semester.  Speaking of, on Tuesday the third we are having auditions for Coyote Idol.  If you don't know what it is, its really just a talent show where the judges act like the people from American Idol.  The judges don't actually pick the winners, that is up to the audience voting, but its a blast to watch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put an application in with the Boys and Girls Club as well.  I'm hoping with the volunteer work I have already done they will know who I am and then hopefully have a job again, but only time will tell.  That's all for now, I have to get ready for classes tonight, we have auditions and this one is a musical so I'm a little scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-1242227084566591823?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1242227084566591823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=1242227084566591823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1242227084566591823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1242227084566591823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-2773473373531897613</id><published>2009-01-12T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:54:57.198-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ridgecrest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rcbounce.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='johns pizza'/><title type='text'>This is how I love to paty on Friday nights.</title><content type='html'>I had my children with me this weekend.  It was great.  On Friday it was my daughter's birthday.  I took her, my boys and my girlfriend to a new place here in town called RC Bouncers. (&lt;a href="http://www.rcbouncers.com/"&gt;www.rcbouncers.com&lt;/a&gt;) It's a pretty cool place but, seems a little strict.  You have to go over the rules before you play. OK, no problem.  You can't run.  OK, two kids smashing into each other at light speed could be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disastrous&lt;/span&gt;.  No belts or piercings or poky stuff.   OK, I dig.  Piercings could get ripped out and belts or poky things could cause a major tare resulting in injuries or death. &lt;br /&gt;OK, rules are fine and dandy but as my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chillins&lt;/span&gt; began to frolic about, I noticed some rules not stated in the "Rule Meeting"  one such rule as "I will blow my loud obnoxious whistle at you to get you to stop whatever it is you are doing."  Getting someones attention and blowing a whistle in an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;inclosed&lt;/span&gt; space are two different things.  The other rule I noticed seemed to be "No bouncing".  This troubled me greatly as they tout "Bouncing" in their name.  Seems strange to me but the kids had fun and I will definitely take them back.&lt;br /&gt;After the bouncing we all went to John's Pizza for; dinner, friends, gifts and... so the kids could continue playing. We all had a wonderful time.  Audrey got a few gifts in the form of money, which was quickly turned in for tokens. Everything else was Hanna Montana, well except for the socks which she did actually love.  She turned in her tickets at the end of the night, got what she wanted and was a very happy birthday girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-2773473373531897613?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2773473373531897613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=2773473373531897613' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2773473373531897613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2773473373531897613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-how-i-love-to-paty-on-friday.html' title='This is how I love to paty on Friday nights.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-6390998166154099012</id><published>2009-01-02T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T13:54:24.446-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='table'/><title type='text'>Pool table for sale.</title><content type='html'>I am selling my pool table.  It is a great table, a few dings and scratches but over all it is beautiful.  Real slate, Real wood, not some cheap Wal-Mart table.  Let me know if you are interested and spread the word.  $1000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn't have to but I just have no place for it and it is not being used.  I figure when I can afford a place that is big enough for a pool table I'll be able to afford another one.  Who knows, maybe even a bigger one with six legs :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-6390998166154099012?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6390998166154099012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=6390998166154099012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6390998166154099012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6390998166154099012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2009/01/pool-table-for-sale.html' title='Pool table for sale.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-3865177609299378361</id><published>2008-12-31T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:23:13.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albuquerque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflecting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year'/><title type='text'>Another one bites the dust.</title><content type='html'>Another year goes down in the history books.  I have been thinking about this year a lot and I figure this was probably one of the more interesting years of my life.  Not good, not bad, just interesting.  It started off with my wife of seven, almost eight, years wanting a divorce.  That started out ok but soon took a turn for the worse.  I got over it but am still awaiting said divorce.  I then got a girlfriend, a hot little number who up until then was just a friend from school.  We never hung out or even talked much but I gave it a shot and am very happy I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved to Albuquerque for a few months with my Brother and his family and worked on two films.  I moved back to R/C, went to school and became the V.P. of the Theatre Arts Club.  My Grandfather passed away.  I went to Washington for the funeral and saw family and friends I hadn't seen in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other Brother went back to Iraq for his 2nd tour, this time armed with a camera.  My computer died.  I went to the Albuquerque Ballon Fiesta ( I actually went back and fourth to Alb. probably ten times)  Thats all that pops up at the moment but I'm sure there are many more smaller stories and adventures.  I wonder what 2009 has in store for me.  Hope you all have a wonderful, safe and happy new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-3865177609299378361?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3865177609299378361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=3865177609299378361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3865177609299378361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3865177609299378361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another one bites the dust.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-2755371404300521024</id><published>2008-12-25T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T18:21:12.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should not of come here...</title><content type='html'>I never want to leave!  Yesterday I drove over to the school I attended here as a child.  It looks a lot different and a lot smaller than I remember.  I then decided to go over to where my old house was and decided to stop by and old family friends house.  Before I even got the nerve up to go to the door Carol came out to see who pulled in her driveway.  I looked at her and said "Hi.  It's Chad Terry." and she said, "Well yea, I'm looking right at you."  hahaha.  She was in her kitchen baking and cleaning and doing about a million things, just like old times.  I said hello to some of her younger children who didn't remember me but were welcoming all the same, They got my Xbox gamer tag and now we will be playing Call of Duty together all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her older sons finaly came over and we got all caught up.  One of them is going to school in Utah to become a lawyer and the other is a cop close to where my sister lives and I am going to go on a ride along with him tomorrow.  it is so fun to see people I haven't seen in years and pick up as if no time has passed at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-2755371404300521024?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2755371404300521024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=2755371404300521024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2755371404300521024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2755371404300521024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-should-not-of-come-here.html' title='I should not of come here...'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-689195086222113439</id><published>2008-12-23T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T08:18:17.355-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albuquerque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muesem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natural'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I awoke this morning to rain which quickly turned to snow which inadvertently will become slush due to the already wet ground.  The weather looks like it should hold this way for quite sometime.  I am going to be heading up to my old house today which is a few hundred or so feet higher in elevation than where I currently am.  The snow should be sticking there I assume.  I am also headed to a Christmas party for my sisters work.  I am going to pick something up from Wal-Mart so i may participate in the gift exchange, that should be fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to the natural history museum with my Sister, her Husband, two of my Nieces and one of my Nephews.  We had a lot of fun, I took pictures but they are very similar to pictures I have taken there in the past just with different people so thats cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-689195086222113439?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/689195086222113439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=689195086222113439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/689195086222113439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/689195086222113439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-awoke-this-morning-to-rain-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-5198122103204555498</id><published>2008-12-20T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:50:40.770-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albuquerque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='launchpad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giranimals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of'/><title type='text'>Bands.</title><content type='html'>I went out last night to a place called The Launchpad.  Its a cool little place down on Central that has all sorts of bands play.  I saw on there web site that a band called Of God And Science were playing.  I have heard of them before through the Giranimals and so I decided to check them out.   I had a blast.  I love going to this little place and seeing local bands do their thing, sometimes you get good stuff and sometimes you get crap.  Well yesterday was a good day.  All the bands that played were awesome.  If you are ever in Albuquerque check out the Launchpad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to my Brother-in-laws graduation.  He got an associates degree in buisness or something or other, I never remember crap like that, but I am very proud and happy for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have no idea what I'm going to do.  everyone will be going to church so I'll need something to do.  Maybe I'll go to the old record stores I used to go to.  Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-5198122103204555498?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5198122103204555498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=5198122103204555498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5198122103204555498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5198122103204555498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/bands.html' title='Bands.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-6798635426213005081</id><published>2008-12-19T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:19:07.341-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pickup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albuquerque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;56'/><title type='text'>Off in a flash.</title><content type='html'>So I am now in Albuquerque.  I am using my Sisters computer because mine is still a ginourmas paper weight.  I drove through all night like I usually do, got here, had some breakfast, watched a movie and then fell asleep.  I awoke to the sounds of Full House and thought "Well, I need to get out of this room."  I guess I could have changed the channel because no one was watching it but I didn't feel like it.  No plans today but I'm sure I will have plenty to write about on this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left R/C I gave someone my old '56 Ford pickup.  We picked it up off of my ex's Mom's property.  It's a project I was supposed to have done for my 16th birthday and seeing as its been ten years and nothing has happened with it, I gave it to someone whom restores cars so I feel good about where it is going.  There was another car out there I think that was left for me, a 1966 Ambassador I think, but I couldn't get another trailer lined up before I left for Alb.  I hope it's still there when I get back.  If it is I will be extreamly happy.  This car requires much less work and is very special to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-6798635426213005081?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6798635426213005081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=6798635426213005081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6798635426213005081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6798635426213005081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/off-in-flash.html' title='Off in a flash.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-2360224835796988610</id><published>2008-12-17T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:54:27.936-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exwife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><title type='text'>If you have not been told already, I'm an asshole.</title><content type='html'>I'm not here to talk shit and I will do my best not to in the future, but I promise nothing.  That being said my ex-wife, or more apropreatly my, "I wish you were my ex" wife has crossed a line.  I have been trying my best to move forward in this matter and have been metting a brick wall.  I just want it said clearly and plainly, if she has painted me in a bad light or talked trash in the past it's more than likely only a half truth, her side of the story.  After some recent events I have decided to stop being nice.  She has acused me of "bulling" her and now I have decided to own up to the moniker.  What I am saying is, now if she says something bad about me, its more than likely true from this point on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-2360224835796988610?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2360224835796988610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=2360224835796988610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2360224835796988610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2360224835796988610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-you-have-not-been-told-already-im.html' title='If you have not been told already, I&apos;m an asshole.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4437679715577982652</id><published>2008-12-09T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:18:48.927-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shelter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='womens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mervyns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wal-Mart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club'/><title type='text'>We got the stuff man.</title><content type='html'>Today Christian, Brittney and I went to Wal-Mart and Mervyns to get our "Teen" some gifts.  We did it on behalf of the Theatre Arts Club, they all voted to take out of our account $100 to buy gifts with.  Our Teen is 13 years old and is spending her holiday season at a womens shelter.  We bought her an awsome CD player and threw in some headphones  so she dosent bother anyone else.  We also got her some shirts, haircare items and a winter set of matching gloves, scarf and hat.  We spent a lttle more than $100 but we just took it out of our own pocket, why not huh.  These are the things I ran for V.P of the Theatre Arts Club for.  More good deeds to come soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4437679715577982652?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4437679715577982652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4437679715577982652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4437679715577982652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4437679715577982652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-got-stuff-man.html' title='We got the stuff man.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-5514743367784769047</id><published>2008-12-07T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T09:54:08.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final show.</title><content type='html'>This afternoon will be the final performance of "Picninc" at Cerro Coso.  Show starts at two so be there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-5514743367784769047?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5514743367784769047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=5514743367784769047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5514743367784769047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5514743367784769047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/final-show.html' title='Final show.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-1521554942501040519</id><published>2008-12-04T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T18:59:16.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandfather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mt. rainer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funeral'/><title type='text'>Homeward bound.</title><content type='html'>Well my computer in now an ex-computer.  It crashed the other night and I can not get it to turn on at all anymore.  It had a good run and I should be able to get the info off the hard drive.  This is my last night in the town of my birth.  I have much to say but am leaving soon to get to the hotel by the airport for my early flight.   My Grandfathers funeral was nice and I held up well, on the outside at least.  I never have done well with these kinds of things but amazingly I didn't come unglued. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The speaches were beautiful as was the entire service.  Many people know me as an over abundent picture taker but I took no pictures, save one... from the grave site looking out towards Mt. Rainer.  My Grandfather took many many slides of the mountain and it was a clear enough day to see it.  The rest I will save for my memory alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-1521554942501040519?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1521554942501040519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=1521554942501040519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1521554942501040519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1521554942501040519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/homeward-bound.html' title='Homeward bound.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-1611708540697752594</id><published>2008-12-02T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T08:28:17.999-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Old friends new friends.</title><content type='html'>I guess I should really call this "Friends from long ago" as to not imply that, A) My friends are old and 2) well I can't think of two at this point, my mind seems to have gone blank...  Anyway, that being said I went out with a long time friend of mine last night and her boyfriend.  I have known Nikki for... well for a long long time.  My Father worked with her Mother up here in Washington and we were born in the same hospital.  Not quite sure we met at that age but whatever.  The first time I remember meeting her was in good old Ridgecrest when I moved there in the 5th grade.  She a birthday party I was invited to and when my Dad walked me to the door her Mom answered and they both were suprised to see eachother in the same town, let alone tiny little R/C. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So anyways, we went out and had a great time.  We only had time for one beer because she had to work in the morning but still it was good to see her and finally meet Tony.  He seems pretty cool.  He seems like a quiet guy but still like I said we only hung out long enough for a beer.  We are all going to try and get together tonight because she doesn't work in the morning, he does but he owns his buissness so he can go in when he feels like it.  It's great being up here amoung friends and family I just wish the circumstances were diffrent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-1611708540697752594?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1611708540697752594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=1611708540697752594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1611708540697752594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1611708540697752594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/old-friends-new-friends.html' title='Old friends new friends.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-74286551725538290</id><published>2008-12-01T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:54:03.671-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandfather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandmother'/><title type='text'>Part 2</title><content type='html'>Before we went to Sea World I was informed that my Grandfather had passed away.  This saddens me greatly.  I have not seen him in a few years but that in no way means I loved him any less.  He lived in Washington for many years and that made it a little harder to visit him while I was in other states.  I spent the first 5 or so years  of my life in Washington as well and spent many days at his ocean front home with my Grandmother and him. &lt;br /&gt;  I am currently in Washington awaiting the funeral.  I have had to miss this final week of play practice and I am sorry for that but I think, as do others, I have made the right choice.  I will be back in R/C for the performances so the show will go on.    I will write about the trip we did at Sea World soon but for now I will be visiting with family I have not seen for a few years now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-74286551725538290?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/74286551725538290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=74286551725538290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/74286551725538290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/74286551725538290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/12/part-2.html' title='Part 2'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-7255914638436268555</id><published>2008-11-30T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T03:30:21.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving part 2?</title><content type='html'>I went to Sea World with my kids.  They liked it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-7255914638436268555?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7255914638436268555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=7255914638436268555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7255914638436268555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7255914638436268555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-part-2.html' title='Thanksgiving part 2?'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-7865395034764641342</id><published>2008-11-29T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:08:23.650-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gas'/><title type='text'>Quick note.</title><content type='html'>My car told me I needed to "Add fuel" in her words.  Went to the gas station here in Temecula filled up for $15.50.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-7865395034764641342?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7865395034764641342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=7865395034764641342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7865395034764641342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7865395034764641342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/11/quick-note.html' title='Quick note.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-1055072264437483233</id><published>2008-11-28T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T09:49:51.259-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seawhaks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mountain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Part 1</title><content type='html'>So far the Thanksgiving weekend is going great, with only one minor hicup.  My ex has let me have the kids for Thanksgiving which was awsome.  The hicup is the time that was determined.  Rather than being clear and definate, I was a little vauge with when they would be returning.  Not on purpose, just because I didn't know exactily what we were doing or how long we would be.  We all went out of town to my sisters house for Thanksgiving dinner and after that we went down to the San Deigo area with my brother and his family.  We are taking all our kids to see a stage show and to Sea World and wont be back in R/C until Sunday.  Part of the problem is that (I think) she hates my guts so if anything dosen't go her way, I'm doing it to be an asshole.  Anyway, so the kids and I left Thursday morning to go to my sisters.  My boys rode with my mom and my one of my nephews and I took my daughter and another nephew.  The trip to my sisters is a long one, it took us about four hours.  Before we left I filled my 52oz football cup with Mountain Dew so we needed a bathroom break which we took somewhere in Bear Valley.  We stopped a second time just before going on base to put a person in my car that had a badge to get on base.  As we were stopped in fornt of a BK my oldest son begain to spew red vomit like he was posessed.  I found out he had been chowing down on some licorice. drinking soda, and rocking back and forth in the back seat of the car.  Ahhhh, the best part of road trips, the person who gets car sick.  I didn't expect it from him, usually its my middle child that gets sick but hey, what good are kids if they don't keep you on your toes.  He finishes up and were back on the road for the last mile or so.  We arrived at my sisters at about 12:30 and the feast was ready maybe 30 minutes later, which was good because by that time all the 52oz of Mountain Dew had givin me the shakes.  We sat down and had a Thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat and watch some football.  After the Seahawks royal beating we took some family pictures, visited and all that then headed on down to my brothers house.  I followed my brother and he took a wrong turn somewhere and got us a few miles off course, but he pulled over and we put it in Rollie's nav computer and off we went, only about 15 miles out of the way.  It was actually a very nice drive, I don't mind being lost, you see things you otherwise would never see.  So here we are in Temecula, today; Old Towne and the Christmas show at the Welk.  Tommorrow; Sea World and the happiest kids on earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-1055072264437483233?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1055072264437483233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=1055072264437483233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1055072264437483233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1055072264437483233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-part-1.html' title='Thanksgiving Part 1'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-7665666569483540577</id><published>2008-11-21T19:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:22:42.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day.</title><content type='html'>I woke up early today to go to Wal-Mart.  Usually I go to spend money but this time I went to get some money.  It was not for me exactily, Wal-Mart donated $200 to the Theatre Arts Club.  A bunch of us from the club went to accept the donation and to take a photo for the newspaper.  We had a lot of fun.  Christian and I then went to the college to check up on some community stuff the club is particapating in and found out some interesting things.  The blog for that will come later.  We then went to order shirts for our upcoming show "Picnic", went home for a little break, then took Christian home so I could go to my friends house and work on mine and his movie we are writting.  In the late afternoon I picked Christian back up and we went to the Boys and Girls club to help out like we have been doing every Friday.  A very busy day, poorly written but well lived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-7665666569483540577?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7665666569483540577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=7665666569483540577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7665666569483540577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7665666569483540577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-day.html' title='What a day.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-2653040390833331669</id><published>2008-11-17T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T11:30:58.565-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laramie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club'/><title type='text'>I wept like a child.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I took a trip with my Theatre Arts Club to see a production of The Laramie Project in Bakersfield.   I have been in this play here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ridgecrest&lt;/span&gt; but being in a play and seeing it are two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; things.  Some things I saw I thought they did better and some things I thought we did better.  Either way, I cried like a child who just dropped their ice cream cone in the dirt.  It still amazes me with what degree people hate.  Hopefully the world changes soon.  Speaking of change, the "Classic Movie Night" we did went off great!  We had over thirty people attend and got tons of food for the Salvation Army.  One person brought in 9 cans alone.  It actually gave me hope that people really are good.  We are planning another "Classic Movie Night" for the Christmas season so keep checking back for details.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-2653040390833331669?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2653040390833331669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=2653040390833331669' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2653040390833331669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2653040390833331669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wept-like-child.html' title='I wept like a child.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-5553348115336688156</id><published>2008-11-08T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:02:55.107-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newspaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xbox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club'/><title type='text'>Weekend.</title><content type='html'>My weekend has started off pretty well, I get to have my kids and some family members from out of town are going to be here too.  When I was growing up I was close to my cousions and I hope my kids are too.  Last night Christian and Audrey made cookies together and we each got to decorate one.  The boys and I have been playing games together today, mostly call of duty 4 but now that I have wireless internet we can play computer games together as well.  Yesterday I went to the newspapers in town and asked them if they could interview/run a story about the Theatre Arts Club and all we have planned, they both agreed and I think it's actually me thats going to be interviewed, thats kinda cool.  We have been doing alot with the club and I just want to get the word out that we are actually doing someting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-5553348115336688156?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5553348115336688156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=5553348115336688156' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5553348115336688156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5553348115336688156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/11/weekend.html' title='Weekend.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-2020375187422714453</id><published>2008-11-07T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:09:20.799-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boarding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>I bought a snowboard!</title><content type='html'>I have been snow boarding once in my life when I was maybe fourteen or so.  I now own a Burton snowboard.  Board and bindings $45.  I cant wait to fall on my face with it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-2020375187422714453?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2020375187422714453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=2020375187422714453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2020375187422714453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2020375187422714453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-bought-snowboard.html' title='I bought a snowboard!'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-2581399333648533822</id><published>2008-11-02T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:14:05.487-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><title type='text'>Early to bed, early to rise.</title><content type='html'>I didn't do much yesterday evening so I decided to go to bed early.  I stayed up for SNL for the first time in a long time then headed off for sleep.  Now as many of my readers (all three of you) know, 1:00 a.m. is early for me. I didn't want to go to sleep I was just bored so I took a pill to aid in my battle with insomnia, nothing big, just an over the counter melatonin.  I actually had great sleep and an amazingly realistic dream that I can not recall at this time.  I woke up early this morning, messed around on line for a bit and watched football.  I finally decided to take a shower, and help my girlfriend move a few boxes at her house.  I then went over to a friends house to watch more football.  I was battling it out for first place in my division in my fantasy league and I kicked ass.  Now I'm home for the sunday night line up on fox...Hope tomorrow is more eventful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-2581399333648533822?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2581399333648533822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=2581399333648533822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2581399333648533822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2581399333648533822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/11/early-to-bed-early-to-rise.html' title='Early to bed, early to rise.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-6311404632188037579</id><published>2008-11-01T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:40:11.016-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>I must be slipping.</title><content type='html'>I did the final night of the spook house and it went great, I made kids cry :)  As I was there until 11 I was unable to go to a party and that annoyed me a little bit but we all must make sacrifices for the things we want to do.  Not to mention I could spend some alone time with my girlfriend.  That being said I woke up feeling great, no hangover and I'm up early.  I decided to check on some blogs and had more to read than I really wanted but I read anyway.  During the day yesterday my girlfriend and I carved pumpkins and my friend came over and we started writing our movie again.  He had moved away and it made it a little difficult to work on but getting back into it, we have made some good changes.  I can't wait to get back into acting for a living, right now I am doing it but not being paid and not being paid makes it hard to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-6311404632188037579?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6311404632188037579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=6311404632188037579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6311404632188037579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6311404632188037579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-must-be-slipping.html' title='I must be slipping.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-6781958757104878646</id><published>2008-10-30T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:03:17.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys and girls club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CLOTA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Final night.</title><content type='html'>The CLOTA spook house's last night is tomorrow night from 6 to 11 at the U.S.O. building in Ridgecrest.  It's a lot of fun everyone should go.  I am also going to be helping out the boys and girls club like I do every Friday, carve pumpkins again and start work on my movie once again.  The person I am writing this with and I have decided to get the damn thing done.  We are now going to treat it as it should have been from the begining, like work.  Another fun filled weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-6781958757104878646?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6781958757104878646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=6781958757104878646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6781958757104878646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6781958757104878646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/10/final-night.html' title='Final night.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4428344424700730067</id><published>2008-10-26T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:41:06.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cerro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club'/><title type='text'>Quick week, long weekend.</title><content type='html'>This past week has gone by rather quickly, well up until this weekend that is.  I did my regular stuff during the week, school mostly but my pool leauge started this tuesday and that was fun, even though I had to play a killer team.  On friday though all my Theatre Arts Club stuff begain.  It started off with preview day at the college.  I woke myself up early, which is a rarity, and got up to the college by 9:30 A.M.  What we all did was put on a quick little 30 minute improv show for the high school students before they took tours of the school.  It was great, they are a tough crowd but we got them laughing and participating with us.  We did have two little slips, one of us made fun of the college and another said "shit"  Not to big a deal but I hope we dont get into trouble for it.  After our show we hung around and passed out some fliers about the theatre degree we offer and we promoted the hell out of our car wash which was to be held the next day.  We finished up there and I went and got myself ready for the spook house I'm helping out with.  I play the young priest from the exorcist movie.  It started around 6:00 P.M. and went until 11:00.  We scared the crap out of some people, it was great.  My favorite is when high school boys run out screaming.  When it was over I went home to go to sleep.  I got up the next morning early again and went to our car wash to help set up.  I had to be at the spook house by 9:00 A.M. because we were doing one during the day for the younger kids.  I dressed up as a Ghostbuster and if anyone needed me, I was there to zap away the ghosts.  It was amazing how old some of the people were that wanted my help.  I did that until 3:00 P.M. when it closed.  I had to be back at 5:00 P.M. to change myself back into the priest.  There was a street fair going on so I just stayed there, got a bite to eat and walked around.  I went back to work and didn't get done until 11:00 P.M. and let me tell you, my feet were hurting bad.  So today I took it easy, football and a couch, thats it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4428344424700730067?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4428344424700730067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4428344424700730067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4428344424700730067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4428344424700730067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/10/quick-week-long-weekend.html' title='Quick week, long weekend.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4308413251011507937</id><published>2008-10-18T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:07:34.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='durby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destruction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pumpkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>What a weekend!</title><content type='html'>This weekend is starting out great.  I got my kids for the weekend and we started it off yesterday by going to the pumpkin patch to get ourselves ready for carving them today.  We aslo got pizza and rented a few movies for the night, my Daughter even lost a tooth!  Today we woke up and went to the parade, well me and Audrey went, the boys didn't want to go.  We are now all getting ready to go to a couple of little carnivals at the local churches to have even more fun before we start carving our pumpkins and tomorrow we are going to the big fair to watch the destruction durby.  I always perk up a little bit when I have my kids around me, especialy when there are things to do around town which is rare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4308413251011507937?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4308413251011507937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4308413251011507937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4308413251011507937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4308413251011507937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend!'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-1173449144793807918</id><published>2008-10-16T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T11:13:18.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albuquerque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>May I please catch my breath?</title><content type='html'>I have been all over the place lately.  I went to Albuquerque last weekend for a Balloon festia trip which was great, came home did school then went up into the mountains.  Camping was great even though it got as cold as 19 degrees.  We mostly hung out near the fire all day and night but it was fun to get out there all the same.  Christian and I spent most of the time telling eachother we loved one another while the other couple spent of their time fighting.  It was comical at times and awkward at times.  I even stopped by the ranch I used to work at and said hi to some old friends.  As soon as I got back from camping I had to make an emergency trip to Albuquerque.  The details of the trip are privet but I was there for less then 24 hours.  I think I spent more time driving there and back then I spent in Albuquerque.  I went over my lines and am progressing slowly with that.  I will be ready come show time though.  So I have been away from my computer for about a week and a half and boy did I miss it.  I have so much to catch up on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-1173449144793807918?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1173449144793807918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=1173449144793807918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1173449144793807918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1173449144793807918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/10/may-i-please-catch-my-breath.html' title='May I please catch my breath?'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-1393547521812731256</id><published>2008-10-07T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T12:31:02.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balloon fiesta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albuquerque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flight of the concords'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>So tired.</title><content type='html'>As I am still very tired, I warn you, this might not make much sense.   I went to Albuquerque and Soccoro this weekend to see my sister and help a friend move back to Ridgecrest.  I had fun in Soccoro but the night ended early for me due to lack of sleep and too much booze, a bad combination.  It didn't seem like so much booze but I think with the combination of being awake somewhere betweeen 36 to 40 hours, did its number.  I spent one night there and spent the rest of the weekend with my sister.  I acually didn't tell her I was coming down and suprised her at work...she cried.  Tears of joy I hope.  We ended up going to the Balloon Fiesta for the Balloon glow, but it was cancelled due to weather.  We woke up the next morning to go see the balloons actually fly but again, cancelled due to weather.  I decided to stay one more night and go in the morning for one more shot and...almost cancelled due to weather.  They got a late start but I got to see them for the first time in years.  I don't know what it is about Hot Air Balloons but I love them very much.  My sister and I had a great time with her daughter at the Feista but unfoutunatly her Husband had to work.  He is a cool guy and has many of the same interestes as I do.  When we hung out with him it was great.  We didnt do much other than watch a few episodes of Flight of the Concords, which is funny as hell, but it was a great time.  I made it safe back to Hell...I mean Ridgecrest and am now busy as a bee.  I also intend to get flicker on here to share pics soon as well.  Don't hold your breath though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-1393547521812731256?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1393547521812731256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=1393547521812731256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1393547521812731256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1393547521812731256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-tired.html' title='So tired.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-5262553834584317195</id><published>2008-09-27T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:51:53.706-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys and girls club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater arts club'/><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy.</title><content type='html'>I have become so incedibly busy lately that I can't get everything done and please everyone at the same time.  It's a change for me to actually be busy with important things rather than just stupid stuff.  The Theater Arts Club went out and helped the boys and girls club.  We played some games with them and hads a great time.  It's nice to see us as a club doing something with the comunity.  I am also spending the weekend with my kids and a bunch of nephews and neices.  It is going great and we are about to go watch my nephews football game.  After that we will be having a pizza party at my moms house and on Sunday we are going to BBQ at my friends house and celebrate her dogs first birthday.  They grow so fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-5262553834584317195?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5262553834584317195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=5262553834584317195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5262553834584317195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5262553834584317195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-8335250022152951250</id><published>2008-09-26T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T04:03:23.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A couple days with my kids.</title><content type='html'>So I got back home from Vegas.  Tuesday my father was in town and my ex let me have our kids so we could all go to dinner.  I don't think they have seen eachother since Thanksgiving last year.  We had mexican at Casa Carona and had a blast.  I invited my girlfrind Christian so she and my dad could meet.  It went great.  After dinner their mother came and picked them up and I asked if I could take them to the Circus.  She said yes but was a little reluctant because she wanted to take them as well.  In the end she agreed I could take them and I am (and was) very greatful for that.  Fast forward to Thursday.  I get the kids dropped off to me and head to the Circus.  We get our tickets, go in and see all the animal's there; Lamas, Ponys, Horses, Elephants...even a Hippo!  The Elephants were giving rides at six dollars a ride.  I asked the kids if they wanted to do it and Miss A. was to scared, Mr. A. wasn't interested and Mr. J. said "YEA!"  We got him on his quick little ride and then went in to see the Circus.  We met up with Christian and her little bro and had a wonderful time watching the Circus.  During intermission Miss A. got her face painted like a cat.  I don't care what anyone says, my daughter is the most beautiful thing on this planet and I have pictures to prove it.  Anyway, so the Circus ends and Mr. A didn't get anything.  I only had five dollars left and all he wanted was a snow cone.  Snow cones were two fifty so I told the other to I would get them one but they had to share which they were not to keen on.  I explaned that one got an Elephant ride and the other got a face painting so he got his own snw cone.  As I got the snow cones Mr A. told me to ask for a cup to split it with so I did, the response was "two fifty."  I said "Two fifty for an empty cup?"  to which I got "It's two fifty per cup, empty or full."  We then walked away and I said sorry guys.  The next thing I know a guy comes up to me and hands me a five dollar bill.  He said "Here you go.  You two get one too."  My children and I thanked him and got the extra snow cones  and we all hung out together eating them and getting brain freaze.  I had such a great time with my kids and am happy to know there are some good people left in this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-8335250022152951250?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8335250022152951250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=8335250022152951250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8335250022152951250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8335250022152951250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/couple-days-with-my-kids.html' title='A couple days with my kids.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-3714230208666377411</id><published>2008-09-22T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T13:01:10.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shootinh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='las vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>I am back from vegas.</title><content type='html'>As you can tell I did not win the jackpot, so sorry, no car this time Helga.  I did have a great time though. I spent time with my Mom, My sister-in-law- Karissa, and an old friend Cheri that was getting married.  I didn't make it to Vegas until Fri. evening, first thing I did was take a shower then we went to Nine Fine Irishmen for dinner and to watch the band play.  They were great like always.  If you have been there let me know if you danced or have seen the little old lady that goes there every night, if you have share storys and photos with me.  Mine will be up soon.  We stayed there until about two A.M. and then went to Tropicana to gamble a little.  Nothing to exciting, but we stayed out until about five and then got a cab back to the room.  I woke up around noon all alone because all the girls went to get their nails done. I met up with them at The nail place after my shower and waited around there until they were done.  When they were all done and pretty Karissa and I headed over to the dirt mall where she got a smaller purse and I got one of Gimlie's axe's from Lord of The Rings.  We then went to get ready for the wedding.  The service was nice and it was short.  We took alot of pictures and cant wait to give them to Cheri and her husband.  After the wedding it was off to Planet Hollywood Hotel and Casino.  It was just me and Karissa because everyone else had to change so we stopped on the way and got these little 25 or so ounce drinks in cute little cups that had a guitar on the front.  We then finished our walk to Planet Hollywood and walked around a bit waiting for the rest of our party and while waiting I saw a guy with a real looking guitar cup, it is shaped like a guitar, neck and all, and had a strap to wear it like a guitar....I had to have one.  Karissa asked where we could find them and he pointed us to the the bar I needed and we went straight there.  I waited in line and asked how much it was and how much it held to which the answer was "32.00 dollars and its 88 ounces.  For 2 more bucks you can get an extra shot."  I smiled and said "Yes please."  Again, pics will be up soon.  To make the rest of the story as short as possable, we then ate at P.F. changs and it was great, stayed out extra late again that night.  Next day sunday, Wake up around noon, get ready, go eat at dick's that was funny, then off to the gun store to fire weapons.  I ordered a packeage deal and shot A pistol (can't remember what one) An M16 and the S.A.W. it even comes with a shirt.  Karissa shot the M16.  I took video of it and she looks nervous and pale when the guy is telling her what to do.  We got some good pictures there and then went to a Halloween store and got some halloween costumes.  We then went to the condo, packed up and went home.  I got Karissa home in Temecula and then I went home around two A.M. just because I wasn't all that tired.  I got to R/C at 5 A.M. and unpacked and feel asleep. Good times good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-3714230208666377411?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3714230208666377411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=3714230208666377411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3714230208666377411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3714230208666377411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-back-from-vegas.html' title='I am back from vegas.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-7215588874196406197</id><published>2008-09-16T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:20:07.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U.F.O'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E.T.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Universe'/><title type='text'>What do you think?</title><content type='html'>So I was watching a U.F.O show tonight and got to thinking...What do you all believe out there?   I believe it is a very real possibilty that they are actual E.T. crafts but I don't put 100% belief in that.  I have seen very strange things in the sky but also keep in consederation that I am near/on a very large air weapons base.   I also understand that our world is filled with very strange things.  Taking that into consideration, our universe is not only huge, but not even close to being understood in its fulliest.  I am 100% sure there is life in our universe somewhere other than earth, but how much of that is intelligent life, I just don't know...Look at whats considered intelligent life here on Earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-7215588874196406197?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7215588874196406197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=7215588874196406197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7215588874196406197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7215588874196406197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think?'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-3551361580032874178</id><published>2008-09-15T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T01:30:41.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awsome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crater lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drop kick murphys'/><title type='text'>My patch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is what I have done with my badass patch.  I've made it even more badass by adding the Dropkick Murphys to it...or have I made the Dropkick Murphys more badass? You be the judge.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246161838645709266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/SM4cZZqwCdI/AAAAAAAAABA/xIZKcV8Tmts/s320/DSC02986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-3551361580032874178?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3551361580032874178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=3551361580032874178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3551361580032874178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3551361580032874178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-patch.html' title='My patch!'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/SM4cZZqwCdI/AAAAAAAAABA/xIZKcV8Tmts/s72-c/DSC02986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-5853709472696526111</id><published>2008-09-12T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:08:01.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buzz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ledger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dark'/><title type='text'>A quick thought on the rich and famous.</title><content type='html'>I heard that the Dark Knight movie is being rereleased so the oscar comity can keep it in mind.  My question is, what oscar(s) is that movie going to get and how many?  I think its impossible to say that Heath Ledger won't get the best supporting actor, or something along those lines, and I say this for more reasons other than "well, it's his last role, he should get it."  A friend of mine first told me Heath was playing the Joker back when he was still alive and we both were very excited about it.  He looked nothing like him self in the first pictures i saw of the character.  I have seen him in many movies and this was the first time that I saw him play a character that was compleatly diffrent from him self, not that I knew him personally but you know what I mean.  I hope he does recieve the oscar I believe he earned not because he passed away unexpectedly but because he deserves it.  I am an actor my self and can't wait for the day I can play a character as interesting as the Joker and as disimiler from me as possable.  And I can't wait to do as good a job, or better, than he did.  Again I say, Congrats on a geat life, and great career Heath Ledger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-5853709472696526111?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5853709472696526111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=5853709472696526111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5853709472696526111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5853709472696526111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/quick-thought-on-rich-and-famous.html' title='A quick thought on the rich and famous.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-3336125554198706637</id><published>2008-09-12T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T03:01:13.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What now?</title><content type='html'>I won!!!!! I am VP of the theatre arts club...now what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-3336125554198706637?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3336125554198706637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=3336125554198706637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3336125554198706637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3336125554198706637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-now.html' title='What now?'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4762571592650943966</id><published>2008-09-11T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:24:49.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working'/><title type='text'>What an all over the place day.</title><content type='html'>Today started out like all my days, boring.  The thing is my "day" starts in the afternoon and so during the moring to until my "day" starts I am sitting around bored off my ass.  I wish I could find something to do which is constructive but I simply lack the insperation or motivation to do anything.  Hopefully I get unstuck soon.  I called my "boss" this afternoon and told him I needed traing up here in Ridgecrest and he asked "You haven't been trained?" to which I replied "Well, somebody came up here for an hour or two and showed me around the computer but I tried I actually have no clue what I'm doing."  as he breathed a sigh of frustration he said "I will have someone call you" which they have not.  The job only pays about 25 dollars a week and im not sure thats worth the frustration, but that does pay for my cell phone.  After that frustrating call, I hate talking to people, I went up to school a little early to sign up for a weightlifting class.  I met with Mr. Ernst and I told him my situation and he is getting me on track with getting bigger.  He explaned most everyone wants to tone so they do smaller amounts of weight with about 8-10 reps, but I need as much weight as I can lift with only one or two reps, a few minutes to cool off and then do it again.  I only have a few machines I am working with because I am mainly working on my upper body.  After that I went to my theater production class.  We had a saftey meeting so we all know how to be safe with tools and how we deal with things if someone does get hurt, which is usually find Chad and the first aid kit.  We then started on blocking, fun fun fun.  Unfourtunatly while we were being dismissed someone fell and hurt them selves on the stairs.  We decided because it happened at school the best course of action was to get a report on it and take said injured person to the E.R. for them to be examened, I drove them there and waited until they were in the proper care of others before leaving, hope all is well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4762571592650943966?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4762571592650943966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4762571592650943966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4762571592650943966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4762571592650943966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-all-over-place-day.html' title='What an all over the place day.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-1206224913944104829</id><published>2008-09-09T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:29:28.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='losing sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuck'/><title type='text'>Stuck again.</title><content type='html'>So its been awhile, I just wish there was a pause button for life so I could just take time to breath or think or catch up on shit.  I am sure everyone feels this way so me bitching about it seems a little lame so lets just say I'm bitching for all of us out there.  I have had an ok week and hope things get better.  I spent this last weekend drunk out of my head for one last binge before getting in shape, it didn't work out so good.  I had fun and all but up to a point, latly I've just been feeling like I'm stuck in a rut, probably because I am stuck in a rut.  I have many more hurdles to jump before getting this whole devorice thing finalized and that sucks, I thought December I would be done with it but alas, things have not worked according to plan.  That is most likely the cause of much of the stress I have beeen feeling lately.  On a brighter side of things my big sis sent me my patch from a give away she did.  I was so excited when I saw the envolope to see what I got, I actually waited until I went to school and came back to hold on to the suprise.  When I opened the envolope I found a sweet little card and the Crater Lake patch, I didn't know what I was going to do with it until I went in my room and saw my Dropkick Murpys soccer jersy.  The colors match and I think a jersy is a good place for a patch.  Other than that life has been life, not enough hours in the day to get things done, not enough hours at night to sleep well but to many hours to enjoy any of it.  I can't wait to get out of here again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-1206224913944104829?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1206224913944104829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=1206224913944104829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1206224913944104829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1206224913944104829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/stuck-again.html' title='Stuck again.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-8162904642493265845</id><published>2008-09-06T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T11:54:40.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cerro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater arts club'/><title type='text'>General shizzy.</title><content type='html'>So it's been almost a week of me being smoke free and I think I'm doing pretty good, I have had cravings but I'm trying out this new fad to help me quit, I think its called "self control".  Its an interesting little tool and I wonder how long it has been in practice around the world.  Classes are going good but I always hate the begining, it always seems so slow and I want to cut right to the good stuff and skip all the weird shit (thankyou very much voice class)  I'm not trying to "campign" right now but as  I have said before I am running for Vice-President of the theater arts club.  I have many ideas and want the club to have more members, more fun, and more particapation.  So if you have a chance Go to the theater arts club meeting Thursday at 7:30 p.m. even if you dont intend to vote for me, the more people that are there the better the club will be.  O.K. enough of that...for now.  Tonight I am going to go watch the fight at a friends house.  I don't know exactly who is fighting but I love to watch a good sporting event.  As per my new reulations of working out, I have decided I am going to walk there.  Its not to far away but I think I will leave an hour early and stop by the store for a beer or two for the fight.  I haven't been in shape for about 10 years probably so I am excited to see how much better I will feel in general.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-8162904642493265845?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8162904642493265845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=8162904642493265845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8162904642493265845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8162904642493265845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/general-shizzy.html' title='General shizzy.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-3056082890451429862</id><published>2008-09-04T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:56:36.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cerro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excersize'/><title type='text'>Another smokless day.</title><content type='html'>I have decided to run for Vice President of the theatre arts club.  I have a lot of free time and want to get into doing more for and with the club.  We will see how that goes.  I have found out that for the part I got in the play I am going to need to work my ass off.  I don't think I need to lose weight as much as gain muscle mass, so I am going to be walking, running, doing sit ups, pull ups as much as I can.  It's strange the things we will do for one thing but not ourselves.  Maybe I'll do a before and after pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-3056082890451429862?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3056082890451429862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=3056082890451429862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3056082890451429862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3056082890451429862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-smokless-day.html' title='Another smokless day.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-8809941330981870291</id><published>2008-09-04T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:57:27.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picnic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cerro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coso'/><title type='text'>And the results are in.</title><content type='html'>I got the part I wanted!  The character is Hal and the play is Picnic by William Inge.  When I got the cast list I looked down to find my name and saw that I got the part of Hal and I smiled...then paniced.  I am confident I will do a great job but before I memorize my parts I always have a fear of not being able to.  I always get it done in the end but the fear is still there.  Also still not smoking :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-8809941330981870291?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8809941330981870291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=8809941330981870291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8809941330981870291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8809941330981870291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-results-are-in.html' title='And the results are in.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4459677058405914749</id><published>2008-09-02T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:31:48.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picnic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cerro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William'/><title type='text'>Smoking.</title><content type='html'>So I did not smoke today.  I was around people that were smoking, I wanted to smoke but did not, yea.  We will see how the next few days go.  Tomorrow I find out what part (if any) I get in the newiest play at Cerro Coso called "Picnic" by William Inge.  This is the first play that I have been involved with at the college that parts were not guaranteed for everyone who auditioned.  I am confident I have a part but I am unsure if I am getting the part I want most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4459677058405914749?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4459677058405914749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4459677058405914749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4459677058405914749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4459677058405914749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/smoking.html' title='Smoking.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4093214559566158504</id><published>2008-09-01T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T16:14:09.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ridgecrest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I am a quiter</title><content type='html'>I have decided to actually try to quit smoking.  I do this not for my health or any good reason other than the smell is begining to bother me a little.  It will be hard because a lot of my friends smoke but they are great friends and I'm sure will be supportive.  On the health side of it I figure if I'm gonna  quit,  I might as well try a healthy lifestyle for a bit.  I figure all it will take is changing a few habits.  I know that habits are a hard thing to break or change but I figure if I really put my mind to it I can do it.  I'll be healthier, stronger, happier and all around feeling better.  I will try to post daily with my progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4093214559566158504?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4093214559566158504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4093214559566158504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4093214559566158504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4093214559566158504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-quiter.html' title='I am a quiter'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-1170620425806493669</id><published>2008-08-25T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T02:44:30.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pineapple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='express'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rosie perez'/><title type='text'>Sooo...</title><content type='html'>I haven't been writing a lot latley, like I said was going to happen.  That sucks, I actually love to write, especialy when I know how to spell something correctly without looking it up and when I stumble upon some hidden person inside me that actually writes well (see past blogs)  At any rate life has been... going for me.  I say "going for me" because it's not going horrable, or going super, it's just going.  One thing I have found is that I am way to involved with myspace apps and have decided to add no more.  I almost decided to delete the ones I had but didn't due to the height I have reached in them.  I find it a complete waste of my time and yet can not pull myself away from it.  It's a sickness.  In other news Christain and I saw Pineapple Express today.  First thing is first, would I recomend this? (weed) Yes but wait for DVD.  It just seemed that there were (weed) things put into it for one joke to work but then they never went back to (weed) finish how it would play out and they recycled (weed) somethings a bit too much.  I also believe that the previews are misrepresnting (weed) the story line a bit.  I don't know, maybe I'm just an asshole, you let me know if you see it.  I really don't know what else to say about it other than I found it amusing and I enjoyed it but could have enjoyed it just as much or better (on weed) at home.  Oh, and Rosie Perez is in it.  God bless her.  She still trys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-1170620425806493669?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1170620425806493669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=1170620425806493669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1170620425806493669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/1170620425806493669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/sooo.html' title='Sooo...'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-2192995933720086551</id><published>2008-08-20T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T14:31:02.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ridgecrest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Life in R/C</title><content type='html'>I am now in R/C full time.I have been here what seems like a week already but I beleive it has been closer to 2 or 3 days.  My insomnea has already grabbed ahold of me, I have not been to bed before 5 a.m. since I have been here.  This place is strange.  On the lighter side of things I got to see and hang out with my kids.  There were a few bumbs on the way to see them but then it worked out.  I was so happy to see them and they were happy to see me.  I gave them their gifts I had been collecting for them and they seemed to enjoy them.  They were not big toys or anything like that so I think they might have been dissapointed a little but they did seem as though they were just happy that I gave them things.  I love my children so much and it pains that I can not see them every day.  If you have ever met my kids you would know how incredibly awsome they are as people and how proud i am to be able to say I am their father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-2192995933720086551?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2192995933720086551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=2192995933720086551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2192995933720086551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/2192995933720086551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-in-rc.html' title='Life in R/C'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-6065472592735426008</id><published>2008-08-18T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T02:36:47.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ridgecrest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albuquerque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barstow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Triple A'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AAA'/><title type='text'>Back in the U.S.S.R/C Part 2</title><content type='html'>I awoke this morning at seven to find a thick fog covering the town, I thought to myself "Self, This could put a damper on my plans."  Christian and I went ahead and packed up our stuff anyway.  I couldn't fit a few boxes of books in the car but my brother said he would pack them when he comes out this way, very cool.  After the car was all packed I took a shower while Christian took a little nap.  When I was all clean and shiny we said our good bye's to my brother (more like "see you soon's") and got into the car, the fog had lifted and we had a nice overcast drive out of town, we even spotted a couple of hot air balloons on our way out which made me really happy.  We made a few stops along the way, one of which I picked up some petrified wood for my kids and on another fossillized sharks teeth and yet another some postcards.  It's not much but its going into the monkey heads I have mentioned before and so they will have a lot of little things to go through and learn about.   Through out the drive we went into and out of light to heavy rain and when we stopped in Flagstaff, the lightning was so close the thunder was defening, but we played in the sunflowers and took pictures anyway.  The drive was great together although I did find myself drifting back to thoughts of not wanting to be on the 40 going west.  I had had a great time where I was with my brother and my sister and there respective families.  I even got a new friend.  There were things I didn't do as well because I figured I had time, like hang out with old friends or even contact others.  I guess that just shows me how much time I have, I waste, and will never get back... Anyway, so we roll into Barstow to pick up Christians car as I'm thinking of all that stuff but also I'm building up Ridgecrest and California telling myself it won't be that bad if I keep an open mind and keep it positive.  She gets in the car and the battery is dead.  California, strike one.  I actually thought it was kinda funny and thought to myself "Self, it's good shes not here alone like she was supposed to be."  So I was ready to leave the car and continue on to deal with it the next day when I remembered... I'm a AAA member.  I pulled my card out of my wallet and for the first time since becoming a member 4 years ago, I called for assistance.  It took the guy five minutes to get there and we were all set.    There was some accumilated bird poop on the windshield so we stopped at a corner gas station for the squiggie and when we pulled up we didn't see it.  I went inside to ask about it, figuring maybe they had a theft problem with it in the past so they kept them behind the counter.  The conversation went like this, "Excuse me, do you have those squiggies to clean windshields?" I ask.   "No."  Is the quick response, I wait for more, like a sorry or something and get nothing so I say  "Uh, ok well um, do you maybe have some windex or something I could borrow real quick?"  "Yea, what's on the shelf."  She says sacasticly, seeming proud of her "quick witted" reply.  STRIKE TWO CALIFORNIA!  I was so pissed I actually left with out saying a word and it put me in a pretty bad mood the rest of the way home.  I know strike three is just around the corner.  Needless to say I am in R/C safe and (mostly) sound.     I hope this makes sense as it is very late at the time of writting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-6065472592735426008?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6065472592735426008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=6065472592735426008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6065472592735426008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/6065472592735426008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-in-ussrc-part-2.html' title='Back in the U.S.S.R/C Part 2'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-5223536084713541077</id><published>2008-08-16T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T23:24:19.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albuquerque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horse races'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swap meet'/><title type='text'>Last day in Abq.</title><content type='html'>Today I took Christian to the swap meet at the Albuquerque fair grounds.  We walked around for awhile looking at all the items people were selling.  Some were pretty cool, like knives, swords...well ok thats pretty much the cool stuff.  And some of it was kinda crappy like $5 for a Beatles album that was taped together and the record inside was no where near playable, and underware.  It's interesting to see people selling underware, its more interesting to see people buying it.  I did find a shirt I wanted though, just a simple yellow shirt with a Zia on it with the words "New Mexico" underneith it.  Christian didn't seem interested in buying anything but had fun looking around.  We begain to get hungry so we grabbed a quick bite, a corn dog for Christian and a breakfast burrito with green chili for me.  We were full but I decided to get indian fry bread for Christian to try for the first time, she basicaly had an orgasim in her mouth when she bit into it, so I think she liked it.  After finishing her orgasim on a plate we headed over to the horse track.  It was opening day and Christian had never been to a horse race before so we made a little wager, and I mean little, $2.  We went outside to watch the race and low and behold...we did not win, but it was fun to try.  We stuck around and watched a few races, one of which a Jocky fell from their horse and hit the side rail.  I didn't see it first hand as I was taking pictures as I always do but I did see the ambulance pull up and seeing the Jocky not moving.  I was a bit away to see if there was actually movement or not but the E.M.T.'s loaded him up quick and rushed him off.  Hope he's doing well.  It started raining so we decided we would call it a day and head home.  It was still preatty early afternoon so we watched a scary movie as per Christians request.  The movie was Evil Dead and she freaked out at some of the more scary parts but I was there holding her close :)  When the movie was over we decided to go to a used video store called Hastings and get Evil Dead 2 bring it home and watch it again holding on to keep her safe.  When that was over we made it a true Evil Dead marathon and watched Army Of Darkness, not so scary but still holding close.  We had a great time just relaxing and watching the movies.  Now I am mostly packed and ready for our drive out to R/C tomorrow morning.  h if I hadn't mentioned it before, we refunded Christians ticket and she and I will be driving back together with a quick stop to pick up her car in barstow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-5223536084713541077?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5223536084713541077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=5223536084713541077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5223536084713541077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5223536084713541077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-day-in-abq.html' title='Last day in Abq.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-5007972033724919624</id><published>2008-08-15T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T20:38:13.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing day.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Christian and I did absolutly nothing.  We sat around all day and watched T.V.  I took some Tylonal P.M. because I wasent feeling well and slept most of the day away.  Today however we left the house around 11:30 for lunch.  We went to a place called Twin Peaks.  I love the old ninty's show of the same name but they are not related I found out.  It is like a Hooters only with a more outdoorsy theme.  It was fun, the food was good and the girls wore very little, a great combination.  After lunch we came back home and watched Thundercats for a while.  When 5:30 rolled around we went over to my sisters house for dinner.  She made some sort of roast and it tasted fantastic, she is very good in the kitchen.  We sat around eating and visiting with her and her family for awhile.  I probably wont see them again before I leave on Sunday, which sucks,  so I had a wonderful time but it was also a little sad.  It was great living so close to her and having our lunch dates, it's been about sixteen years since we have lived in the same town and I enjoyed all the time I was able to spend with her.  Tomorrow will be Christian and my last day in Albuquerque, we plan on going to the swap meet at the fair grounds so she can smell the greatest smell on earth, roasting green chili's.  It's also opening day for the horse race's and its all in the same area so we might stop by to see that too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-5007972033724919624?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5007972033724919624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=5007972033724919624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5007972033724919624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5007972033724919624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/missing-day.html' title='Missing day.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-5715586927072076082</id><published>2008-08-13T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:15:48.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albuquerque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hiking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ice'/><title type='text'>Long day.</title><content type='html'>Holly crap did we do a lot today.  We started the day off by saying good bye to Karissa and the kids.  I then started up the internet and let Christian sleep in for a while.  I got some emailing done I need to do and also messed around with my myspace apps, damn I am suck.  When Christian finally woke up we watched an episode of Thundercats and had some breakfast, waffles for Christian, cold fajitas for me.  By this time my brother had gone to work and Christian and I were alone, spareing you all the details, we decided to get ready for the day and took a shower.  Lunch time was rolling around so we decided to go to Red Lobster for lunch.  It was great food and we enjoyed a nice meal alone.  After lunch we took a short drive around my old neighberhood and then up to the tram.  The Albuquerque tram is the longest in the world and takes you to the top of the Sandia Mountain.  The ride to the top cost $17.50 for me and $15.00 for Christian because they consider 20 as teenage.  On the ride up some people started talking to Christian (I was off in my own little picture taking world) and asked where she was from.  When she said Ridgecrest these people actually knew where she was talking about.  They didn't have anything bad to say about the place but did mention a creepy little town outside of Ridgecrest but couldn't remember the name but it came back to them when I said "Trona?"  Aperantly they were on travel to Death Valley and were very scared as they drove through it.  Once at the top we said goodbye to the strangers, took pictures and went on a short walk but turned around to grab a quick drink at the resturant there at the top.  Christian had her usual Hot Chocolate and I had an Irish Coffee and Green Chili Stew.  It was all very nice and warming, the weather at the top of the mountain was slightly windy, a little rain and 65 degrees.  After warming ourselves up in the resturant we went back out on the trails and walked one and a half miles to an old outpost that was some sort of shelter for rescue teams searching for lost hikers and skiers.  The hike was beautiful and many of the rocks had fossil's of sea life from eons ago when most of what is now New Mexico, was under water.  We hiked another mile and a half back to the tram for our ride back down.  Once at the bottom we jumped a few streets over to an Ice Skating Rink that I had spent many of my childhood days in.  Christian was about as excited as a fat kid eating a cupcake.  It was great to see the smile on her face as she clumisly tried to skate on the slick ice.  She got the hang of it pretty quick and was skating in circles and even on one foot.  Our feet were hurting pretty bad as we had been hiking a few moments earlier and ice skates were new to us.  We had enough of the pain about two hours into it and decided, hesitently, to call it a night.  We turned in our skates and watched a little bit of the hockey game going on in the rink on the other side of the building.  We finnaly decided it was bed time for the both of us.  It was another amazing day with my amazing girl in an amazing city.  Tomorrow is lounge day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-5715586927072076082?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5715586927072076082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=5715586927072076082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5715586927072076082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/5715586927072076082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-day.html' title='Long day.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-3285959461763012363</id><published>2008-08-12T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:53:04.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albuquerque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='histry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thundercats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='museum'/><title type='text'>Another fun day.</title><content type='html'>Today was another early day.  I got pretty good sleep but woke up a few times due to the extreme heat of having another body under the sheets next to me.  Christian and I woke up, took our showers, got ready and headed out by 9.  The first stop we made was to the train station to refund her ticket, I figured if I'm leaving the same day why not just have her ride with me.  After that we went down the street to the Natural History Museum.  We got tickets to see the Planetarium show as well.  The museum is so interesting, the first thing you see as you enter is a huge Tyranosauras Rex "roaring" straight at you.  Although natural history includes things like minerals and land movment my favorites have always been the Dinosaurs, and apperantly still are.  I took a lot of pictures of these ancient dead beings trying to imagine what it would have been like had they not become ex-beings.  How would have humanity gotten along with these preditors around?  Would technology have developed the same way?  Or would they still be exctinct because of our actions?  At any rate its an amazing museum with so many things to do and see, there is even a valcano that you walk through with hot liquid magma running right under your feet!  I remember vividly as a child nerviously walking only on the parts with no lava.  I wasen't stupid, that glass could break if I steped on it, then where would I be?  On fire in a volcano thats where.  The show at the plaentarium was amazing.  The universe is so unimaginably large, complex, violent and beautiful.  I can not wait for the day we travel to the far reaches of it and unlock the secrets she has in store for us.  We rounded off the day with a short walk to Old Town for lunch at the Church st. Cafe (thanks celia)  The food was great, I had fajitas and Christian had a breakfast meal, I'm still trying to get her to try the native cusine.  I have gotten her to try green chili twice, once at the zoo which she didn't like and at the cafe which she did like.  After lunch we walked around Old Town for awhile but decided to leave because we were both very tired and need a poop break.  We got home at 4:30 and laid down for an hour nap.  When we woke up at 6:30 (yea, thats a long hour) we came down and hung out with Karissa and the kids waiting for Gillian, her kids, my sister Reash, her husband Mike and there little girl.  They all came over, we talked, had coffee and just hung out enjoying eachothers company.  It was another great day and I am pleased I can share it whith Christian.  And how are we planning on ending this great day you ask.  Yes, another round of Thundercats :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-3285959461763012363?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/3285959461763012363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=3285959461763012363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3285959461763012363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/3285959461763012363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-fun-day.html' title='Another fun day.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-8044743573587373238</id><published>2008-08-11T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:11:03.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albuquerque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><title type='text'>Fun in the sun.</title><content type='html'>Christian got in Yesterday around noon and I picked her up at the train station.  I showed up early as I always do and noticed a movie set base camp just across the street, there are so many things going on here I am sad to leave.  Anyway, after picking her up we went down to Socorro to stay with a friend f mine for the night before taking him to the airport in the morning.  We went to sleep pretty early because we had to leave by six in the morning.  So we woke up nice and early and came back to Albuquerque this morning with a quick stop at the airport to drop off the friend we had been visiting the night before.  We got to my brothers house, took our showers and ate some breakfast.  Then we headded off to the zoo.  We got there around ten this morning and met up with a friend of Karissas.  We had a good time looking at all the animals and playing around with the kids, unfortunatly a couple of them took some tumbles.  We ate lunch in the grassy field by a small pond with a swan and sme ducks which was lovely.  After lunch we went to the jungle gym so the kids could play in the water and swing around like monkeys.  My brother had to work so he and his family said there good byes as did Karissas friend.  So me and Christian were finally alone for the first time :)  We hung out at the zoo a little while longer and saw every single exibit that was open.  We even saw the 250 pound tortise walk!  We had walked all day long and on our way out I bought three monkey head lunch boxes for my children, they should get a kick out of that.  We stopped at Wal-Mart on the way home to get a new frisbee (I'm addicted now) and found a $.75 one that will never be able to cut me due to its flexable nature.  We played around with that for about an hour and then had some dinner.  And after dinner?  Thunder, Thunder, Thunder, Thunder Cats Hoooooooo!  I finally got to watch some good old cartoons I have been waiting forever to see.  We had a wonderful day together and are waking up early again tomorrow and going to the Natural History Museum.  I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-8044743573587373238?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8044743573587373238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=8044743573587373238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8044743573587373238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/8044743573587373238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the sun.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-7832203114886630203</id><published>2008-08-09T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T19:46:33.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albuquerque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Christian will be here tomorrow around noon and I couldn't be happier.  We will visit museums, the zoo, caves, and ride the worlds longest tram.  I am so happy that she can spend time with me here before I go back to R/C.  We will be able to see eachother whenever we want which will be good but there is so much more to do and see here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-7832203114886630203?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7832203114886630203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=7832203114886630203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7832203114886630203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/7832203114886630203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4732859233506431243</id><published>2008-08-08T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:09:22.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frisbee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleeding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fribees'/><title type='text'>Ouch damnit!</title><content type='html'>Well I didn't do much of anything today.  I woke up and went to my sister's house to feed her dogs and then went straight back to my brother's house because we were going to go to chuckie cheeses for lunch so I needed to shower and all that.  We went to chuckie cheeses for awhile, ate some pizza, played some games, got some prizes.  We then went home and I did nothing while Karissa packed.  After what seemed like an enernity I picked up one of those prizes the kids got...a mini frisbee.  I picked it up and tossed it at Karissa and thus began a game of "if you don't catch it, you move to where it landed and throw it from there".  Not only is that the name of it, those are also the rules.  Well the child who owned the frisbee wanted it back so he got us a regular sized one to play with in trade.  So with this being a normal sized frisbee we moved the game outside.  We had more room to play in and more obsticals to deal with, the frisbee even went over the fence a few times.  This frisbee had been outside for some time it seemed and was sun damaged to the point where it cracked but was still useable...until we broke it in half.  We put our heads together and found some tape that held it together pretty well.  Now we had been tossing this thing around for at least an hour or so and as Karissa tossed it to me I went to catch it and it bounced off my middle finger and onto the ground.  I said an audible "ouch" and shook my finger, Karissa was waiting for me to move and pick it up and toss it to her when I looked down at my finger and saw that the cracked frisbee "idea" was a bad idea indeed, my finger was bleeding from the deep gash I sustained from the sharp edges.  I didn't pick up the frisbee and started to go inside to clean it all up and Karissa looks at me and says "Seriously?" as if to say "You fucking pussy, you don't want to play anymore because the frisbee bounced off your finger...Pussy."  Then I simply look at her, lift my middle finger and she says "Oh my gosh!" as if to say "I'm sorry I was such a dirty bitch to you just now." and follows me inside to get it washed and bandaged.  I had so much fun though, I need to go get a new, non sun-dried, cracked, split in half, taped together frisbee to play with :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4732859233506431243?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4732859233506431243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4732859233506431243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4732859233506431243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4732859233506431243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/ouch-damnit.html' title='Ouch damnit!'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662218017193664295.post-4295973280379773759</id><published>2008-08-07T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T15:41:42.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My adventure.</title><content type='html'>I woke up today with a mission.  As I am going to be in Ridgecrest for the next play I decided to look for the play we are doing so I could read it ahead of time and be prepared for auditions.  I decided to drive around to the book stores in town rather than call around so it would get me out of the house and give me something to do.  I drove from place to place wich took about 2 hours or so and did not find what I was looking for but I did find a book called "The secret diary of Laura Palmer"  by Jennifer Lynch.  I had to have it and it only cost $4.50!  Jennifer Lynch is the daughter of Twin Peaks co-creator David Lynch so I'm guessing she had a pretty good insight as to what needed to be in the "diary".  I am a huge Twin Peaks fan and cant wait to jump right into this book.  That was my suprise.  After going all around town book searching I started to become hungy and decided to stop at St. Clair winery for some lunch and a flight of wine tasting.  I had a tuna and artichoke heart sandwich which was great and decided on the spot to give myself a present.  I ordered the conolli for desert.  It was a little gift to myself just for fun and it tasted great as well.  Tonight after I feed my sisters dogs its back to my brothers house for some more wine and a movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8662218017193664295-4295973280379773759?l=lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4295973280379773759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8662218017193664295&amp;postID=4295973280379773759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4295973280379773759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8662218017193664295/posts/default/4295973280379773759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeinmysphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-adventure.html' title='My adventure.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04734456205607290810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7FnDphHT0g/TB5fC6f70DI/AAAAAAAAADg/EAQYXgYZytI/S220/DSC09053.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
