<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:42:53.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The NEW Dave Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-5585160827029378225</id><published>2009-07-15T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:19:26.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sad to say this is the last post on this blog. I've moved on to a bigger, better, and after Syd gets control of the layout, prettier blog. This blog has been good to me. It listened to what I had to say without ridicule. So I say, adieu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last video, for old times sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V1yv0ETlEls&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V1yv0ETlEls&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-5585160827029378225?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/5585160827029378225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=5585160827029378225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/5585160827029378225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/5585160827029378225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sad-to-say-this-is-last-post-on-this.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-8278386348575651251</id><published>2009-07-13T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:11:22.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And now, Pictures of Syd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlwgHM6S4pI/AAAAAAAAADU/WZ5JCpEEOHU/s1600-h/SYD+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358192964760953490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlwgHM6S4pI/AAAAAAAAADU/WZ5JCpEEOHU/s200/SYD+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney Naked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlwgU_Fvm6I/AAAAAAAAADc/8Qthvu5SqZQ/s1600-h/SYD+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358193201569045410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlwgU_Fvm6I/AAAAAAAAADc/8Qthvu5SqZQ/s200/SYD+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney's Dance Crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlwgtX-ksEI/AAAAAAAAADs/J5Ky4IDgaq0/s1600-h/Syd+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358193620566716482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlwgtX-ksEI/AAAAAAAAADs/J5Ky4IDgaq0/s200/Syd+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney Smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlwhG1yidKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/VHF89QmCbbM/s1600-h/syd+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358194058066031778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlwhG1yidKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/VHF89QmCbbM/s200/syd+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney's Railroad Phase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/Slwhc7cuyNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oKd3rgsMB4M/s1600-h/syd+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/Slwhc7cuyNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oKd3rgsMB4M/s200/syd+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358194437542299858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Happy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-8278386348575651251?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/8278386348575651251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=8278386348575651251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/8278386348575651251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/8278386348575651251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-now-pictures-of-syd-sydney-naked.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlwgHM6S4pI/AAAAAAAAADU/WZ5JCpEEOHU/s72-c/SYD+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-6758374363013694625</id><published>2009-07-13T16:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T16:21:05.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's the new blog. Sydney's at camp and hasn't okayed it yet so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://pcheartsbe.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-6758374363013694625?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/6758374363013694625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=6758374363013694625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/6758374363013694625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/6758374363013694625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/07/heres-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-7928908972595028563</id><published>2009-07-13T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T01:04:15.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our first act as fiance and fiance will be to start our own blog. The title is forthcoming, as is the address where you can find it. Basically, Syd's a little bit behind on telling everyone the news. Once that gets sorted out, we'll get going on that blog. We'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I will stop blogging on this blog. It's such a bachelor blog, and I'm no bachelor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forthcoming: New Blog Address, Pictures of Syd, Final Blog Post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don't care if it seems I'm trying to grab attention, I'm getting married and I want all of the focus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-7928908972595028563?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/7928908972595028563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=7928908972595028563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/7928908972595028563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/7928908972595028563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-first-act-as-fiance-and-fiance-will.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-7132095207331816204</id><published>2009-07-11T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:21:57.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Note to David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important days to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day you ever saw Sydney: June 25, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First kiss with Sydney: August 4, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day proposed to Sydney: July 11, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day married to Sydney: TBA, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days I can't stop smiling: All of the above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-7132095207331816204?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/7132095207331816204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=7132095207331816204' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/7132095207331816204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/7132095207331816204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/07/note-to-david-important-days-to.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-4329547009885002718</id><published>2009-06-16T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T05:52:14.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Official! Muse's new album will be called the Resistance. It comes in September which is about three months too late if you ask me. These guys are geniuses. I'm tempted to camp out for this album...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/Sjg88QC_eeI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q91LPtl7KT4/s1600-h/matt-bellamy-muse-enregistrement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/Sjg88QC_eeI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q91LPtl7KT4/s200/matt-bellamy-muse-enregistrement.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348091563299797474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Bellamy doing his turtle face&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-4329547009885002718?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/4329547009885002718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=4329547009885002718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/4329547009885002718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/4329547009885002718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-official-muses-new-album-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/Sjg88QC_eeI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q91LPtl7KT4/s72-c/matt-bellamy-muse-enregistrement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-5239943511791320973</id><published>2009-05-13T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:43:04.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting married. Here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.achristmasstoryhouse.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes they hold weddings. No, I haven't asked anyone to marry me yet. Some recommendations would be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I will be registered at anywhere Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifles or Sexy-Leg Lamps are sold.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, by the way, all of my groomsmen are getting those pink bunny pajamas, but I'll be wearing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/071212/mustlist/billingsley_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/071212/mustlist/billingsley_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-5239943511791320973?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/5239943511791320973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=5239943511791320973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/5239943511791320973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/5239943511791320973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-getting-married.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-7116653505942540406</id><published>2009-05-07T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:24:28.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check this out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.uvu.edu/csse/events/informationsessions.html &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Brett Sykes. Top left of the picture. He's hanging with the popular kids. They do that everyday out under the willow tree, making fun of the uncool kids and talking about their favorite make-out spots. He's a regular star here at UVU. &lt;br /&gt;Congrats Brett.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-7116653505942540406?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/7116653505942540406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=7116653505942540406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/7116653505942540406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/7116653505942540406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/05/check-this-out-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-2223718578676964109</id><published>2009-05-04T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T04:09:54.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/d7/7NumberSevenInCircle.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/d7/7NumberSevenInCircle.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the things I think of as I sit in the break room at 4 in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;Seven has got to be the worst number, socially.&lt;br /&gt;I only have one good reason, but that's enough to set me off. Seven is the only single digit that takes two syllables, except zero, but zero doesn't count for anything so forget about him.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Sev-En... it doesn't work. The rhythm is lost, the balance upheaved. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is what my mind processes this early in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-2223718578676964109?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/2223718578676964109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=2223718578676964109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/2223718578676964109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/2223718578676964109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/05/these-are-things-i-think-of-as-i-sit-in.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-4735428470724453053</id><published>2009-04-23T05:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T05:45:22.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watch this, or I'll....stab you in the face with a saudering iron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ICWbPeG6QwU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ICWbPeG6QwU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It needs....more cowbell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-4735428470724453053?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/4735428470724453053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=4735428470724453053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/4735428470724453053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/4735428470724453053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/04/watch-this-or-ill-stab-you-in-face-with.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-7904349284067881549</id><published>2009-03-29T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:30:18.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well sorry for my Debbie Downer post last time. I found something that will make me happy. This is what i'm going to do for the rest of my life. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_ekugPKqFw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_ekugPKqFw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding. Only on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-7904349284067881549?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/7904349284067881549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=7904349284067881549' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/7904349284067881549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/7904349284067881549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-sorry-for-my-debbie-downer-post.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-4916823770422517257</id><published>2009-03-28T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T08:04:10.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things have gotten way too complicated. And it probably doesn't help the situation any that I've been up all night trying to study. I'm so ready for school to end so I can start on something else. That's my monthly alotted dramatic time. Thanks for coming by, I'll see you in April!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-4916823770422517257?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/4916823770422517257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=4916823770422517257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/4916823770422517257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/4916823770422517257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-have-gotten-way-too-complicated.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-8275019529294846029</id><published>2009-03-17T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:33:11.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought I should at least post once in the month of March. &lt;br /&gt;I got a job at NuSkin. I decided that Australian accents are hilarious, but even more hilarious when they intermittently change into a Korean accent. Oh what a world we live in.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I work a graveyard shift too, so this is my post at four in the morning and it's likely that many will follow at such outrageous times. It's like I'm writing a newspaper and I have to get it out really early, except for the fact that only 4 people read my blog, as well as the fact that I can't write well enough to be in the news. &lt;br /&gt;I mean come on, the only real award I won was the time I took a picture of Derrick jumping from the step, moments before he taught me the meanings of "Co-Cos, Noogies, Indian Burns, Purple Nurples, and the one I named and my personal least favorite, the ice cream sundae banana split (Ice in my little briefs followed by a wedgie). Oh what good times we had as kids. &lt;br /&gt;The fact of the matter is, I deserved every beating I ever got from any of my family members. So I'm going to make it up to you. This week (ending 11:59 Saturday, March 21) any immediate family members may hit me once. This offer is only good for brothers and sisters. No spouses, roommates, Brett Sykes, or nieces/nephews allowed. Please make the beating interesting, because I've run out of good stories and everyone I know is getting bored of me. (You all know you've heard the camera/Derrick story at least 15 times)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you should probably do it outside of earshot/running distance of Mom. I may be 19 but I will still play the "Mama's Baby" card.&lt;br /&gt;Also, take a look at the NuSkin website. I have many many credits for free products, but just the right number of sisters to deplete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-8275019529294846029?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/8275019529294846029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=8275019529294846029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/8275019529294846029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/8275019529294846029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-thought-i-should-at-least-post-once.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-6119263645258669385</id><published>2009-02-14T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T13:56:00.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a test on the last day: $3&lt;br /&gt;Energy drink to keep you awake for the test: $1.50&lt;br /&gt;Finance Test: 30 questions&lt;br /&gt;Testing time elapsed: 3 1/2 hours&lt;br /&gt;Knowing your teacher curves the grade: Priceless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-6119263645258669385?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/6119263645258669385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=6119263645258669385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/6119263645258669385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/6119263645258669385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/02/saturday-morning-taking-test-on-last.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-5722583809044745805</id><published>2009-02-01T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:08:08.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's February and I still haven't made any new year resolutions. So, here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At least twice a week spend some time at the parent's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Go on a date at least twice a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Drop a few. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Make sure Danielle doesn't get the name "Lorelie" or Stefanie get the name "Elise McKenna" (Don't worry. No kids for me for a while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Wrap up school by Spring 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Get a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (All of these listed consecutively makes me sound like a loser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Stop being a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Read 15 books. But still not be a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Not sleep through church (Oops, starting next week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Articulate my words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it is. Any assistance would be much obliged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-5722583809044745805?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/5722583809044745805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=5722583809044745805' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/5722583809044745805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/5722583809044745805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-february-and-i-still-havent-made.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-4724651450373923525</id><published>2009-01-31T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:13:25.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scenes that get me pumped:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qakWAS8ixtU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qakWAS8ixtU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S31J3sUY4yA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S31J3sUY4yA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man from Snowy River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DZBXLYJwgt4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DZBXLYJwgt4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-4724651450373923525?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/4724651450373923525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=4724651450373923525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/4724651450373923525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/4724651450373923525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/01/scenes-that-get-me-pumped-good-bad-and.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-1234832293629206398</id><published>2009-01-20T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:11:12.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An oldie and a goodie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY ARE YOU SO FAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hT9yEHOjYjU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hT9yEHOjYjU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-1234832293629206398?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/1234832293629206398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=1234832293629206398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/1234832293629206398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/1234832293629206398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/01/oldie-and-goodie-why-are-you-so-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-6644690834613629966</id><published>2009-01-18T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:21:29.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ekonomska.org/pouktv/0708/3bkamnikarm/slike/aborigini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 445px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://www.ekonomska.org/pouktv/0708/3bkamnikarm/slike/aborigini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been gone for too long. And the australia thing was a little strange, I know. But I stand by it. Utah kicks Australia's Aborigini Ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, update on me. My hair is now about four inches and about 3 1/2 inches too long for my mom. I'm going through NFL playoff-itis and am pretty sure that this years superbowl will be watched for more than just it's commercials. (Hint Hint Stef)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I moved into an apartment across the street from UVU which smells like five bachelor pads put into one, which it is. My roommates are great. Nick 1 is from california and doesn't understand us utahns. Nick 2 is from Canada and just got back from a mission in Greece. Mike is quiet. Shane is fun but likes off-brand doritos. Gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School's fantastic this semester. I'm loving all of my classes. Every single one of them is harder than diamond in an ice storm but they're also interesting and a few are pretty fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now something for everyone to enjoy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ew1q-qSMZ5A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ew1q-qSMZ5A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-6644690834613629966?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/6644690834613629966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=6644690834613629966' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/6644690834613629966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/6644690834613629966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-been-gone-for-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-3017398606034189743</id><published>2008-12-02T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:23:18.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Top 10 Reasons why Utah is better than Australia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: Australia only has 5 temples. Utah almost has 13. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: Australia has these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.thedailylink.com/australiantarantulas/species/crassipes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8: Everyone knows that Crocodile Dundee doesn't exist, The Crocodile Hunter and Heath Ledger are gone, and the Turtle Man lives in America.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 407px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://claydaze.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/tuesday-turtle-1-080207blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;7: Utah has really great Apple Cider just around the corner, so long as you live in the right place. Specifically, Orem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;6: Utah has the best snow on earth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5: Convicts were not sent to Utah for criminal behavior.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4: Utah is a part of the great USA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3: UVU is in Utah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2: You'd have to change your watch with the hours, which can be extremely confusing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1: These guys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275367991604667346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/STXfPP8P49I/AAAAAAAAACU/L2UlTCXuwEI/s400/My+Family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-3017398606034189743?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/3017398606034189743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=3017398606034189743' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/3017398606034189743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/3017398606034189743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2008/12/top-10-reasons-why-utah-is-better-than.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/STXfPP8P49I/AAAAAAAAACU/L2UlTCXuwEI/s72-c/My+Family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-1958875903379208416</id><published>2008-11-14T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:35:11.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, i just recently bought Casino Royale, and found out that it consolidates two of my favorite things into one super thing. James Bond, and Chris Cornell. Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pWaB4ISFnbg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pWaB4ISFnbg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to go see Quantum of Solace. I like Jack White (The White Stripes) and we'll see if Alicia catches my fancy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-1958875903379208416?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/1958875903379208416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=1958875903379208416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/1958875903379208416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/1958875903379208416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-i-just-recently-bought-casino.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-968808978043729642</id><published>2008-10-06T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T08:40:53.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wait, and Henry Winkler who plays "The Fonz" is also on Arrested Develpment, via "Barry Zuckerkorn, Attourney at Law."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-968808978043729642?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/968808978043729642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=968808978043729642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/968808978043729642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/968808978043729642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2008/10/wait-and-henry-winkler-who-plays-fonz.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-3198753980081085110</id><published>2008-10-06T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T08:36:12.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am supposed to be writing a paper for my Principles of Management class, but I have to take the time to show you all the greatest announcement since EVER. They (a general "they", but specifically Micheal Hurwitz and Ron Howard) are making an "Arrested Development Movie"&lt;br /&gt;This will change the world forever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://veganfishtacos.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://veganfishtacos.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/sad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I totally just learned who Ron Howard is, Richie from Happy Days. This is going to be a great day, a Happy Day. If you have any bad news for me today would be the day to tell me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-3198753980081085110?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/3198753980081085110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=3198753980081085110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/3198753980081085110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/3198753980081085110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-supposed-to-be-writing-paper-for.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-5623679783209918833</id><published>2008-09-28T15:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T15:31:11.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c0/Logan_Utah_Temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c0/Logan_Utah_Temple.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's a nice Sunday afternoon and I'm in Logan for the weekend. Want to know what Logan is known for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Logan Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://jonbiggs.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/cows_69.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dairy Products&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://jonbiggs.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/cows_69.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;USU Aggies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SOAFNvO5UQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/mWbmGb0SqIs/s1600-h/n588226727_788302_3231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SOAFNvO5UQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/mWbmGb0SqIs/s400/n588226727_788302_3231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251202899089379586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND SUPER BABES!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-5623679783209918833?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/5623679783209918833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=5623679783209918833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/5623679783209918833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/5623679783209918833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-its-nice-sunday-afternoon-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SOAFNvO5UQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/mWbmGb0SqIs/s72-c/n588226727_788302_3231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-5086602409847638376</id><published>2008-09-27T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T20:33:07.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why does no one else in this family blog anymore? Has everyone caught Brett Sykesitis? Blog already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inspired.entrepreneur.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/blog-venn.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://inspired.entrepreneur.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/blog-venn.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing more to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-5086602409847638376?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/5086602409847638376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=5086602409847638376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/5086602409847638376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/5086602409847638376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-does-no-one-else-in-this-family.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-6697687382439688572</id><published>2008-09-26T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T08:44:54.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Love Tina Fey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love Barry Manilow, Girlmore Girls, and to beat up my big brothers, but today I'm focusing on my SNL crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for Tina began with Stefanie's love for Tina. I do everything my family does as long as I think it's cool, and loving Tina is still cool in my book. So anyways, 30 rock is starting soon and I can't wait to see it again. My friend stole my first season and I'm getting it back soon, with or without violent force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But look at me, I'm rambling again. So, Tina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://celebritybabies.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/06/22/tina_fey_062107_02_cbb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://celebritybabies.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/06/22/tina_fey_062107_02_cbb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, love her. But when I found out that she's married, she has his daughter, and he writes all the music for 30 Rock I was heart broken. So I went out and found someone better, SO SUCK IT TINA! But I still really do love Tina. (OCTOBER 30TH for anyone interested, that's not Halloween right? There are 31 days in October right? I just did the knuckle count thingy and decided that there isn't, and then checked a calender and decided there are. So OCTOBER 30TH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my what an impact she's made on my life. I wish she'd just date Alec Baldwin and get the whole ruse over with. We'll just have to see in Season 3 won't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SN0C60_lFUI/AAAAAAAAABs/bRTHEs16YRA/s1600-h/Syd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SN0C60_lFUI/AAAAAAAAABs/bRTHEs16YRA/s400/Syd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250355950264849730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this is my lady love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty great, and by that I mean pretty and great! I'm gonna get some kissin for that one. (My dancing in my chair in this computer lab has made everyone uncomfortable so I'm just going to move on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna to get married on top of a mountain, and there's going to be flutes playing and trombones and flowers and garlands of fresh herbs. And we will dance till the sun rises. And then our children will form a family band. And we will tour the countryside and you won't be invited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all true, except for the first person to guess this movie will be invited. VIP to our family band. Syd will be our lead Oboist. Jon might join in for some recorder work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as a reminder to all of you, Sydney does have a blog but I can't currently let you all see it. So be sure to beg, nag, and agitate til she lets you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a roll! That's 4 blogs in 4 days. Maybe I'll take a few months to calm down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-6697687382439688572?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/6697687382439688572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=6697687382439688572' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/6697687382439688572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/6697687382439688572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-tina-fey-i-also-love-barry.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SN0C60_lFUI/AAAAAAAAABs/bRTHEs16YRA/s72-c/Syd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-7308043830376781524</id><published>2008-09-25T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T20:57:42.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, i found a few of the classic videos that I'd love to show you. Here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y881yjtFluQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y881yjtFluQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_3lAztMhIWI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_3lAztMhIWI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hkCQaN4Vugs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hkCQaN4Vugs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YguMWfXxLBM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YguMWfXxLBM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't watch these and not smile ear to ear. I know I did. I like the Jonny Fedora one the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-7308043830376781524?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/7308043830376781524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=7308043830376781524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/7308043830376781524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/7308043830376781524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-i-found-few-of-classic-videos-that.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-7309703312045850701</id><published>2008-09-24T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T20:27:56.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm, So i just found out that that babe I keep talking about, Syd, well she has a blog. But i'm the only one who's allowed to read it. You'll all have to beg her to read it next time you see her.  She'd love to hear from you, not too happy that you're asking to read her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i just figured i'd write on one family that it kinda similar to my family. At least the brothers. The Bluths. My favorite past time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upsidedownstamps.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/bluth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://upsidedownstamps.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/bluth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oldest bluth, Gob (Pronounced JOB hard "O") he's the oldest, the attention getter, the magician. This one is my brother Jon (Pronouned like John) Also he has a son, STEVE HOLT, the toughest most awesome high school quarterback to ever repeat his senior year 3 times. Like Roman, except that Roman will graduate high school early, just like his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k90/crunchgear/March%202007/gob-magc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k90/crunchgear/March%202007/gob-magc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Holt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m161/redheather_ca/steve-holt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m161/redheather_ca/steve-holt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, is Micheal. He's very down to earth. He's an amazing business man and has a quick wit that rivals the gilmore girls. This is my brother Derrick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micheal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/tvcomedies/1/0/T/-/-/-/michael_bluth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/tvcomedies/1/0/T/-/-/-/michael_bluth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, there is Buster. He's a momma's boy. He is scholar. He is awesome. He is ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Is Me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SrfIjYACPU0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SrfIjYACPU0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the brothers of my family. Come to a Sunday dinner sometime, we'll be more than glad to show you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-7309703312045850701?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/7309703312045850701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=7309703312045850701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/7309703312045850701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/7309703312045850701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2008/09/hmmm-so-i-just-found-out-that-that-babe.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k90/crunchgear/March%202007/th_gob-magc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-8331404838257542660</id><published>2008-09-23T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:42:22.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright. I know, stop and take a breath, I'm back. My sister Stefanie tagged me and I don't think it fair to leave her to do this alone like I always do. I can't promise I'll keep updating often. I can promise that the next 21 questions will reveal the David Parker Raynes that everyone has known and lllllllliked for years, or months, at least since I passed the hump of my awkward stage. I never had a hump anywhere on my body, but now I'm just rambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Did you date someone from your high school?: Almost, many times. Damn teenage girls and their playful ploys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What kind of car did you drive?: A '63 Ford Falcon, a'96 Jeep Cherokee. And I never wrecked either of them. I wish I could have driven the cow. (Reference to Stefanie's blog answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your most embarrassing moment in high school?: My date kissed another guy on the last dance of Homecoming. I suppress this memory, but thanks for bringing it back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Were you a party animal?: No. Just No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Were you considered a flirt?: Probably. (Reference Damn Girls in the first answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir?: 9th grade choir and thespian. But we don't talk about those days in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Were you a nerd? : If I say yes, it's possible i wasn't but am just trying to sound cool like i was in high school. If i say no, i most definately was a nerd. No, i was not a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Were you on any varsity teams?: I went to one Ping Pong club meeting. That's half as many football games that i attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Did you get suspended/expelled?: Every teacher loved me. Or felt bad for me. The acne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Can you still sing the fight song?: I graduated just 4 months ago, I couldn't do at graduation, i most certainly cannot do it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who were your favorite teachers?: The one's who would let me eat at ernie's, slack off, and not tell my parents. Love you Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you sit during lunch?: 10th grade, i sat by my locker listening to hot hot heat. I would have rocked the 80's. (Hot Hot Heat is not now and has never been an 80's band) 11th grade I ate at home and 12th grade i ate where ever there was food enough to support me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. School Mascot?: A tiger. I won't capitalize tiger cause...... Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Did you go to homecoming and with who?: First time, CC. Second time, A total Babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could go back and do it again, would you?: I kind of am right now. I still spend more time with my high school friends than any college friends i have.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you remember most about graduation?: Everything. It was longer than most, and my gown was not comforable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where did you go senior skip day?: I think i slept in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Have you gained weight since then?: No. I've been going to the gym lately. All of 3 times in the past two and a half weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who was your prom date?: Rachel Smith, i gashed her leg up long boarding. I still feel bad about that. Then the babe. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you planning on going to your 10 year reunion?: Sure, if nothing's good on TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Looking back, what advice would you give yourself?: Wash your face more, and learn to coordinate clothing. (I know you're all thinking the same thing, but still no one's taught me. You're all lucky i don't wear my track shorts and disneyland shirt everywhere i go.(No i didn't run track and i've never been to disneyland (Yes, i just parenthed inside other paranths)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i hope this suffices. I'll write next all about my High School ten year reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and PS. Just so you know, i'm not even in my senior year yearbook. I really am just like buster from Arrested Development. Niether seen nor heard.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/52/148725405_105486b67a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/52/148725405_105486b67a_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-8331404838257542660?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/8331404838257542660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=8331404838257542660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/8331404838257542660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/8331404838257542660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2008/09/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-3780364688116086475</id><published>2008-01-02T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T17:51:42.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pagebydave.net/knife/images/40720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://pagebydave.net/knife/images/40720.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this. 14 hours at home alone with a slightly sane granny and a hankering for a nap. Now imagine this same granny finding a knife and searching the house for some meat to make some soup with. Imagine again as you argue with her nonsense while casually averting any cutting, slicing or swearing. What's next? let's find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-3780364688116086475?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/3780364688116086475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=3780364688116086475' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/3780364688116086475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/3780364688116086475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2008/01/imagine-this.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-6229140284473265875</id><published>2007-11-08T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T09:04:00.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I have joined the ranks of the facebookers. I just got on to see one person's page and suddenly i found myself with more friends than a knew I had and a wonderful game of Scabulous going. I don't know what is so addicting about it, but I do know that you will be seeing more of me in my facebook. I am creating a quiz about me, who ever gets the highest score and responds to this blog, will get a prize. But it's a secret prize that I can't say yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-6229140284473265875?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/6229140284473265875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=6229140284473265875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/6229140284473265875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/6229140284473265875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2007/11/well-i-have-joined-ranks-of-facebookers.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-3029342199411849851</id><published>2007-09-18T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T14:36:09.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok so i haven't blogged in a while, but that's so you could use the Heroes countdown clock... but it's coming soon so don't worry about that. Well i'm 18 now, in college/high school and i'm avoiding some accounting/calculus/macroeconomics/astronomy homework by blogging and listening to renegade! the song...i don't think there is a band renegade. if there is, leave me a line about them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-3029342199411849851?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/3029342199411849851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=3029342199411849851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/3029342199411849851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/3029342199411849851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2007/09/ok-so-i-havent-blogged-in-while-but.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-5963952211815953736</id><published>2007-06-21T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T20:35:07.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heroes is coming...September 24th!!! The second season is on its way, and I can't wait, but you can just tell by this thingy huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object allownetworking="all" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" id="" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" data="http://downloads.thespringbox.com/web/wrapper.php?file=Heroes Countdown.sbw" align="middle" height="176" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://downloads.thespringbox.com/web/wrapper.php?file=Heroes Countdown.sbw"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="0x000000"&gt;&lt;embed bgcolor="0x000000" allownetworking="all" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://downloads.thespringbox.com/web/wrapper.php?file=Heroes%20Countdown.sbw" flashvars="" quality="high" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="176" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; width: 200px; margin-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.springwidgets.com/widgetize/542/?width=200&amp;amp;height=176" target="_blank"&gt;Get this widget!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-5963952211815953736?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/5963952211815953736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=5963952211815953736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/5963952211815953736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/5963952211815953736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2007/06/heroes-is-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-1555322205878602407</id><published>2007-06-04T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T14:53:27.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my Niece Alice Jenn Farnsworth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/RmSJxJFADSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BDfJi1V_-S8/s1600-h/smiley+alice+final.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/RmSJxJFADSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BDfJi1V_-S8/s320/smiley+alice+final.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072330557669510434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was born a week ago and this is the only picture of her smiling. I hope you are all proud of me. She is quite a loud crier but she makes up for it in cuteness and all around awesomeness. She is higher on the pecking order for the next 5 years but after that it is me that she will be answering to. I love seniority, even though the only person I am senior over is no one. But I know my day will come, when I will no longer be made fun of by the masses, and people will greet me with cheers. And Jon will be nice to me. Maybe not that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish for the day:&lt;br /&gt;I wish I might I wish I may,&lt;br /&gt;have power over someone, that'd make me gay!...or happy...i mean and happy or gay means happy, I hope you all know that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-1555322205878602407?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/1555322205878602407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=1555322205878602407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/1555322205878602407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/1555322205878602407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-my-niece-alice-jenn-farnsworth.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/RmSJxJFADSI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BDfJi1V_-S8/s72-c/smiley+alice+final.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-1521941961316553882</id><published>2007-05-02T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T16:09:56.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been tagged so i guess I have to answer some questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Jobs I have had in my life -&lt;br /&gt;1. Clear Creek Camp Counselor&lt;br /&gt;2. Construction&lt;br /&gt;3. Dojo Manager (hell on earth)&lt;br /&gt;4. Paper Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Movies I could (and do) watch over and over again -&lt;br /&gt;1. Jimmy Neutron the movie!&lt;br /&gt;2. Anything Adam Sandler&lt;br /&gt;3. Anything Chris Farley&lt;br /&gt;4. Anything Will Farrell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places I have lived -&lt;br /&gt;1. Orem&lt;br /&gt;2. Mexico&lt;br /&gt;3. Orem&lt;br /&gt;4. Orem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four television shows I watch - only four!?!&lt;br /&gt;1. Heroes&lt;br /&gt;2. Lost&lt;br /&gt;3. Jericho&lt;br /&gt;4. The Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places I have gone on vacation -&lt;br /&gt;1. San Diego&lt;br /&gt;2. Mexico&lt;br /&gt;3. Florida&lt;br /&gt;4.Oregon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Websites I visit daily -&lt;br /&gt;1. Stefs Blog&lt;br /&gt;2. Gmail&lt;br /&gt;3. Muse band Website ( to see when they come to utah again!)&lt;br /&gt;4. UVSC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of my favorite foods -&lt;br /&gt;1. Mexican, or Fake Mexican either one!&lt;br /&gt;2. Ravioli the cheesy one!&lt;br /&gt;3. Pizza&lt;br /&gt;4. Hot Brownies and Ice Cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I'd rather be right now -&lt;br /&gt;1. Asleep&lt;br /&gt;2. Off Roading&lt;br /&gt;3. At Clear Creek&lt;br /&gt;4. In my wood working class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People I tag - DO IT OR DIE!&lt;br /&gt;um anyone who reads this blog... HELLO ANYONE OUT THERE!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish for the day: For someone to read this blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-1521941961316553882?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/1521941961316553882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=1521941961316553882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/1521941961316553882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/1521941961316553882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-have-been-tagged-so-i-guess-i-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-7785846062024422793</id><published>2007-04-29T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T11:43:35.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Um here is a Recipe I just know everyone can enjoy, it is milk/gluten/hate free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="99%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 206); border-left: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 206); border-right: 2px solid rgb(221, 221, 157); color: rgb(140, 170, 158); font-size: 18px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px;" align="left" bgcolor="#ffffcc" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING PEANUT BUTTER COOKIES&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 206);"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 206); border-right: 2px solid rgb(221, 221, 157); border-bottom: 2px solid rgb(221, 221, 157); padding: 20px;" colspan="2" bgcolor="#ffffcc"&gt;&lt;!----&gt;&lt;!--AMAZING PEANUT BUTTER COOKIES--&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 20px; color: BLACK;"&gt;1 cup peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;1 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 large egg&lt;br /&gt;(can double or triple recipe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(119, 34, 34);"&gt;Mix all ingredients in a bowl. Place rounded tablespoonfuls onto greased cookie sheet (s).&lt;p&gt;Bake at 350°F for about 10 minutes or until a thin crust forms covering all of the cookie. MAKE SURE YOU KEEP AN EYE ON THEM!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; Just make them and you can feel the love around you! Especially if you spike em with some Marijuana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-7785846062024422793?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/7785846062024422793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=7785846062024422793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/7785846062024422793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/7785846062024422793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2007/04/um-here-is-recipe-i-just-know-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-1976000962990154864</id><published>2007-04-27T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T15:25:33.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/RjJ4SasXmJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MXkdCjNvnyU/s1600-h/rocky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/RjJ4SasXmJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MXkdCjNvnyU/s320/rocky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058237589288884370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a cool pic, just for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-1976000962990154864?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/1976000962990154864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=1976000962990154864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/1976000962990154864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/1976000962990154864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2007/04/here-is-cool-pic-just-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/RjJ4SasXmJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MXkdCjNvnyU/s72-c/rocky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-2332619675537561882</id><published>2007-04-27T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T15:19:40.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I now know how absolutely gross pregnancy is, as I have gone through all the steps of it with stephanie. my wife and I are adopting or c sectioning it no ifs ands or natural births about it! haha did you catch on to the but/butt/birth pun there, but really its not happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a nice day. After school I took roman outside and we played in the water and soaked the dry parts of our lawn. Dad will be so proud of the nice flock of dandelions I have nurtured since his departure to Oregon. Anyway I have to go finish watering the lawn and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the day: Roman can count well now. He also speaks with incomplete sentences. When will he ever learn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish for the day: I wish I was rich. i haven't done that one yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-2332619675537561882?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/2332619675537561882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=2332619675537561882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/2332619675537561882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/2332619675537561882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-now-know-how-absolutely-gross.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-4959565428411085237</id><published>2007-04-24T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T16:29:08.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know that I have not in fact "Blogged" in quite a while but I am ready to change that! I am sitting here trying to put off some homework that is long overdue, and while i looked at my good sister's blog, I realized that it is a time of rebirth. A time for change, and a time for a new template on my blog. The old one was hurting my head and everyone else is changing their blog why can't I? Anyway I am just sitting here listening to Yanni and making my blog, bloga-licious. I am not even going to try and spell check that.&lt;br /&gt;    So I need the advice of the many devoted readers of my blog. If you have a dream of the same thing 3 times over 3 nights, what does it mean. I will now change the subject, leave me a comment if you have one!&lt;br /&gt;    So I decided the other day, that if I could have super-powers I wouldn't be super-speedy, no no no, everyone would be super slowy. So i could think fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of the day: Did you know that when you become an elder, you have the same priesthood as a high priest or patriarch, just it isn't unlocked. I need to figure out how to unlock the Super-Slowy power of the priest hood, that way It wouldn't be for me it would be Super-Slowy for everyone else, that's what the Priesthood is all about right? Blessing others inturn blesses you! Wow that was so sacreligious I think I earned a good hard punch from everyone of the 2,000 Stripling warriors when I get there...if i get there. Cross your fingers for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that was the longest thought of the day ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-4959565428411085237?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/4959565428411085237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=4959565428411085237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/4959565428411085237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/4959565428411085237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-know-that-i-have-not-in-fact-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-116888356267817675</id><published>2007-01-15T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T09:52:42.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, i have martin luther king day off, i am here with roman and samantha and baby sitting denise and thea. don't really have a lot to talk about, oh andrea thayne asked me to preferance, probably because she know i won't do anything inapropriate. she has a boyfriend on a mission to be loyal to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-116888356267817675?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/116888356267817675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=116888356267817675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/116888356267817675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/116888356267817675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2007/01/well-i-have-martin-luther-king-day-off.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-116821821639372313</id><published>2007-01-07T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T17:03:36.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i haven't written in quite a while, i require all of your forgiveness. i hope this makes up for it! Grandma took the chance to bear her testimony in church today, this is what she talked about. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;(Last      time grandma just stood up in the congregation and talked about redheads)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Alice&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; was a redhead      and all of her friends who she wanted to “be with” were too&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;(Times      mom told grandma to stop: 6)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Alice&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; met Joe, they      both got excited and had 10 redheads all because of those people from iceland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I love      the brown skinned people, I don’t know why I am blond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Let me      talk!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Alice&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; you pay      attention when I die so you can figure out all the mysteries to be solved&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;(points      finger to Danielle) This lady here is not a redhead&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;How am      I going to get her to let me talk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Look at      all these brown skinned people who look like they are from…&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Alaska&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;There are      reasons that you are all brown skinned&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I have      a Navaho grandson-in-law&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;But I really      get excited about Indians&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;She talked      15 minutes about redheads and dark skinned people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Mother      followed her with a 20 second sweet sweet testimony&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;just to let you know, we aren't from iceland, i don't know how she got this in her head but both times she has done this she has talked about iceland. we are from norway&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-116821821639372313?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/116821821639372313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=116821821639372313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/116821821639372313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/116821821639372313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-know-i-havent-written-in-quite-while.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-115939296417939291</id><published>2006-09-27T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T14:36:04.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't written in a long time, so today i am just going to splurge! Well I took the jeep offroading a couple times since last blog and it kicked hiney! We went all over the mountains and that jeep out there on the curb will take any mountain!&lt;br /&gt;    I recently ( like last night) went to the most amazing thing on the planet earth. I went to a muse concert. They were so good at one point i almost started to cry because it was soo good. Anyway, there was this girl who I stood next too who was gorgeous, only she wasn't normal gorgeous I just saw her as gorgeous. I really liked her chin and her eyes, i didn't know why but i did! Last night i realized as i got into bed, the girl at muse had the same chin and eyes as this girl i have liked for the last little while. It was so wierd. I really couldn't explain it but it was wierd, and cool.&lt;br /&gt;    So completely different girl now. I liked her for a while, and i am kind of a loser in that i make a song that i hear be kind of like our song, even though the girl doesn't know me. Anyway i was at this place and this girl was there and the song came on the radio and everything was awkward even though no one else knew about the song or anything and i like freaked and i am making a run-on sentence. Anyway yeah crazy! Sorry to who ever reads this i know i am sounding just like daniel but this stuff has been inside me for ever and i need it out. wow that really just barely sounded like daniel. SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;david (not daniel)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-115939296417939291?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/115939296417939291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=115939296417939291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115939296417939291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115939296417939291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-havent-written-in-long-time-so-today.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-115885780225898979</id><published>2006-09-21T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T09:56:42.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well today i am at school typing a blog. i am really tired and everything but i am so excited for after school. Aaron and I found this place up by dry canyon where there is a little hill that is almost impossible for me to get over and it is CRAZY! i am totally getting over it today, but that isn't even the cool part! At the top of this hill there are trails and openings, we get the coolest views of the sunset, probably the sun up and the mount timp! it was soooooo amazing. we named it the dream pole don't ask why because i won't tell you it isn't dirty don't worry, and if you thought it was you are dirty! anyway i am just kinda typing to be typing. The big muse concert is coming up this tuesday and my excitment is about to burst because i can't stop thinking about how totally awsome it will be. i will have to go now but i will keep you updated and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Wish for the day: i wanna clear the hill!&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing of the day:  i just a kid freak out and scream like a little girl, it was awsome! haha cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-115885780225898979?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/115885780225898979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=115885780225898979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115885780225898979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115885780225898979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-today-i-am-at-school-typing-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-115870880422656977</id><published>2006-09-19T16:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:33:24.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to homcoming it was fun, i typed out a much bigger blog but it was all deleted because of our stupid internet. im tired so i will just say that i wish i was offroading and i am not boo hoo i'll get over it bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-115870880422656977?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/115870880422656977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=115870880422656977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115870880422656977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115870880422656977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2006/09/went-to-homcoming-it-was-f_115870880422656977.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-115835778480426856</id><published>2006-09-15T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T15:03:04.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well i really think that i made cyd mad at me yesterday, finally! she claims to never be mad at me but i got her this time. why can't she take a little teasing though? She stole my car, and made me look like an idiot in front of my dad as i tried to figure out what happened. She also calls me fat and mean names, kiddingly of course but still teasing. i took her phone and a picture of her and she got really mad, i wouldn't give them back and she got excessively distraught. HOW DO YOU LIKE IT NOW? the tables have turned little lady and you don't like it do you! i will lead a revolution of oppressed friends to take over and oppress those who oppress them. its depressing how much i use oppress huh! i need a life. well im kinda tired so i will leave you with these pictures of the coolest kids on the planet.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/706/3639/1600/DSC06806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/706/3639/320/DSC06806.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kids rock, i would put alex on too but he is a different kind of cool, one i don't like to talk about much, or tell anyone about. haha totally kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish for the day: i wanna go to the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny of the day:                                                 What's dangerous, swings from trees and also Jon's worst nightmare?     &lt;p&gt; A monkey with a chainsaw with only one arm!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh yeah by the way nothing exciting happened today, i just kinda hung out took a nap and am going to take another.&lt;br /&gt;                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-115835778480426856?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/115835778480426856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=115835778480426856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115835778480426856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115835778480426856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-i-really-think-that-i-made-cyd.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-115819331597307747</id><published>2006-09-13T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T17:21:55.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/706/3639/1600/stewie%20vs.%20broccoli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/706/3639/320/stewie%20vs.%20broccoli.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um i just need to write in my blog pretty much and i am really tired so here you go i guess i will send you a funny picture here you go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-115819331597307747?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/115819331597307747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=115819331597307747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115819331597307747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115819331597307747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2006/09/um-i-just-need-to-write-in-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-115812253531757441</id><published>2006-09-12T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T21:42:15.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today has really sucked. The whole morning went alright and I had a yummy steak and egg burrito at betos. However when I got to geology cc and cyd stole my keys, and took my car, came back and moved it to the other end of the parking lot. I knew they took it but they wouldn't budge that they didn't have the keys. Me being the most trustful (well more gullible than trustful) believed them. As i walked the parking lot trying to find my car, Dad pulled up in the van, THE WORST TIME EVER. then for the strangest and randomest reason he asked where my car was. I told him the truth and he said to call the cops. I thought that maybe aaron took it so i waited a while before i would call them. i was about 30 seconds from calling 911 when i saw it. So i got in it and i couldn't find the keys. the girls hid them as they jumped in the car luckily daniel gave it away where they were(daniel you are so secretive). So i drove people home and then people wanted to go get a slurpee and i had to get gas. so as i went to sinclair my dad was there too. he wondered why i was out of gas so soon and got "dis-contented", so me driving my friends around a ton is pissing him off. then i had to drive cyd to work and she and cc went crazy and knocked the shifter stick into reverse as i was going 35. CRAZY! that will throw out the transmission. then we took her to her work. and cc was like stoic the whole rest of the time. so i went home and took a nap. i woke up went to karate. at karate i found out that my sensei lost his licence to be a sensei or what ever so i can't test people for their black belts because he screwed up. I AM SOOOO PISSED ABOUT IT ALL. he has lied to me so many times. i hate it when people lie to me it is my biggest pet peeve!SCREW THE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;on a good note i taught paymon how to drive stick and it was funny. he is way bad but so was i when i first did it. it was crazy. and sooooooo funny. other than that though my day stunk. any way i am tired i didn't get a long enough nap so goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;david&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-115812253531757441?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/115812253531757441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=115812253531757441' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115812253531757441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115812253531757441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-has-really-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-115782970283442740</id><published>2006-09-09T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T12:21:42.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forgive me sister for it has been almost a week since my last blog.&lt;br /&gt;pretty much this week has been crazy. people at karate are freaking out, people at school are always wierd, i haven't really hung out with stef or nate in a while so  i am pretty much going out of my mind. i am soo tired because i stayed up  into the late hours studying for a test that ended up taking me about 8 minutes. it took me longer to get the test from the test giver than it did to take the test. pretty much week has been good, but im tired im going to get a nap and work on my grammer cause none of that last sentence really worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-115782970283442740?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/115782970283442740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=115782970283442740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115782970283442740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115782970283442740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2006/09/forgive-me-sister-for-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-115731341611106157</id><published>2006-09-03T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T15:02:47.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well last night i went to brooks's...s... party. it was way fun. he gets two thumbs up. the party began with food and light converstation betwixt the partiers. then we lit a couple fireworks and kept talking. Nate Farnsworth then climbed a tree and controled the pinata as little kids hit it. no one could get any candy out until his stephanie (his wife) came up. she knocked the whole thing apart! i am further investigating the favouritism of nate for his wife and the possibility of steriods use of stephanie, these finding will later be revealed. after that we kept eating and talking. then we got out the karaoke xbox and the party began. people who had been completely crazy the whole party let them selves shine through as they went wacko to songs such as, "don't know why i didn't come" and "complicated." The Platinum record winner of the night however was brooks. He took anysong challenged to him and sung it with zeal! after that we went into his childhood room and let me tell you he had a very...colorful picture of shakira in his room.  after that we played with fireworks, burned my arm, and ended the party with some smooth karaoke. that is it was smooth after someone kicked those little girls off it!&lt;br /&gt;After i returned from the party my "soon to be date for homecoming" answered by trashing my room with confetti and ribbons. i took that as a yes. she told me she would got out with me when pigs fly. she then put flying pigs in my room, one that sings christmas carols too, she must really want to go out with me! a flying carol singing pig! whats next, jon raynes with the guts to really hit his brother!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny Thing of the Day: i don't really know why but today i was wondering. if shaqiulle o'neal(by the way is that last name irish?) had a son that came out a midget, oh sorry, hieght defficient person, what would shaq do? Comment on that and i won't post them but i will laugh alot! i promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-115731341611106157?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/115731341611106157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=115731341611106157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115731341611106157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115731341611106157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-last-night-i-went-to-brookss.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-115713907413171505</id><published>2006-09-01T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T12:48:50.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/706/3639/1600/raptor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/706/3639/320/raptor.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last night I saw Jurrasic Park, i had to see it for a class. I have seen it like 3 times before, but it really scared me this time. WHAT IS UP WITH THOSE RAPTORS. I knew pretty much everything that was going to happen but still I was close to freaking out if i saw a raptor. T-Rex kinda scary, that fan necked thing just creepy, but those raptors are the things that made you cry yourself to sleep, and wake up after a raptor just ate you and you think you are covered in warm fresh blood but you aren't, it is your own urine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actally i have had a very funny dream about urine. I woke up (in the dream) and went into the bathroom, pulled down the old tight jazz PJs and had a nice target practice, only i woke up seconds later(this time i really woke up) to the warm sensation on my legs. I had been peeing into the air as i layed in bed. Remember i was 10 years old and i can't stop going once i got going(is it even physically possible? that question has been brought up in the classic dumb and dumber. I will have to ask my health science teacher) so i just kinda sa&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/706/3639/1600/dave%20cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/706/3639/320/dave%20cute.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t there trying to understand what happened. thats about all i remember, although i probably blamed it on derrick becuase he always wet the bed. sorry derrick the truth hurts. actually i used to be scared of his pants! i would get them in handme downs and they were all faded. i went through about 10 years of my life believing that faded pants only happended if you peed on them. I looked at some of my friends really wierd. sorry again derrick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that should be about it for today. Um oh yeah i took the falcon today and i picked up a bunch of sophmores. Great even more sophomores who want me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;david&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS stephanie here is the picture you wanted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-115713907413171505?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/115713907413171505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=115713907413171505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115713907413171505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115713907413171505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-last-night-i-saw-jurrasic-park-i.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-115689217203565171</id><published>2006-08-29T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T15:56:12.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today is my birthday. i am 17. i can watch rated r movies. (not that i will) i cannot get punched just for saying something and i will not be tricked into standing on my head to stop my constant heart attacks.(thanks stef) and let me tell you i feel nothing! 17 woopee! sure i can do more stuff and i have more rights than anyone younger than me but still, i dont' feel anydifferent. this day has been pretty ordinary aside from being kidnapped(or nearly kidnapped) and people saying happy birthday, so it has been a good day i am not complaining, just not feelin 17 must be the hormones talkin  (Damn hormones, first making me look at girls differently and having wierd dreams, and hair growing, i feel like the freakin teen wolf!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my friends tried to kidnap me today but i woke up before they could do anything and i scared them away. then when they came back to get me i threatened to kill me and then the battle insued(i like that word...insued) they finally gave up and i sat in the front seat as we went to ihop and i had alot of food. then i hung out at school and came back did karate and am here now! thats the day been fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my schedule is totally crazy i am taking like 3 uvsc classes which i am kinda behind in and i have a ton of other hard classes CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this creepy kid from across the street is hanging out with shelly and it was cool until he started to ask me if shelly was hot. what do i say to that. i am about to smack him. i am not 18 yet so i can still hit a minor and i just might do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;david&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-115689217203565171?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/115689217203565171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=115689217203565171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115689217203565171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115689217203565171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-today-is-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-115654517070958152</id><published>2006-08-25T15:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T15:32:50.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not much happened today, i went to school, i had lunch(actually i found a chicken bone in my orange chicken and almost vomited! sick) i went back to school(then dad came and we talked to the teachers for like an hour SO BORING!) got home and had some toast(mmm...strawberry) im kinda layed back right now so i can't really write alot, i might just take a nap, here is a cool picture i hope you like it, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/706/3639/1600/devil%20josh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/706/3639/320/devil%20josh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dave                   (by the way that is my crazy nephew josh, nicknamed damion after this picture)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-115654517070958152?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/115654517070958152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=115654517070958152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115654517070958152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115654517070958152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2006/08/not-much-happened-today-i-went-to_25.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-115645960424633023</id><published>2006-08-24T14:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T15:46:44.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;GOSH DANG IT! girls ruin everything. ok no they don't! but Cyd, aarons girlfriend kinda has aaron in a trance he doesn't want to do anything with me, cyd is pretty cool though and they are good together so i am not going to get mad about it anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was my second first day of school and i have the funniest classes. first i have gov and cit with a funny baseball coach, hes pretty funny, but he picks on me alot becuase i am a raynes, but what is new!? then i have the funniest proffesor. he teaches over the television. he teaches health science 3 or something he just rambles on about the most boring things but the whole time he makes the funniest jokes. like he told us about a lady who tried to get pregnant with fertility helpers and as he put it "she had 8 babies in the old cave" keep in mind that this guy is talking to his class and is broadcast to many other classes across the valley. we also talked about the history of medicine and to give us a good representation of what it really was like we watched clips of saturday night live and monty python the holy grail haha how awsome is that. after that we had seminary and a funny asian seminary teacher tried to get everyones attention with a harmonica by blowing one note really loud it was funny. after that i went to another uvsc class over tv only this class had cyd in it and we had a blast hanging out and yeah. there were like 3 people there and so we kinda hung out and didn't get much out of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i want you all to know that i love Cyd and Aaron and i love them together, i just had to vent about that little speck ok! FINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;david&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-115645960424633023?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/115645960424633023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=115645960424633023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115645960424633023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115645960424633023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2006/08/gosh-dang-it-girls-ruin-everything_24.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-115637222398382421</id><published>2006-08-23T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T15:30:23.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So today I started my Junior year of high school. It was fun, first I have TV/Video Journalism, it seems fun enough, probably going to be a fun class this year. After that I have PE Activities, i have no friends in that class and most of the people in there are kinda wierd. Then I have Woodworking THAT IS A FUN CLASS! NOTHING BEATS WOODWORKING. I don't know that i will do so well in it this year there is a ton more to do this year! After that i had TV/Video Productions. why did i take two tv classes this year!? oh yeah i can sleep eat and do about anything i want in that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year they changed the attendance program&lt;/span&gt; if you sluff once, you have to make up the class at 600 in the morning, if you get 3 yeah i said 3 tardies you have to take the class in the morning, if you don't take the class you fail the class you sluffed, if you don't have a note for an absence within 5 days you have to take the class. HOW STUPIDIDY DUPIDY STUPID IS THAT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda got an interview with a dance school to run a karate program with them and i don't know how well it went, i may get another call but i may not so i am kinda freaked right now. ANYWAY nothing happened that funny today maybe tommorow something will happen, so yeah cya later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-115637222398382421?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/115637222398382421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=115637222398382421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115637222398382421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115637222398382421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-today-i-started-my-junior-year-of.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33178301.post-115627817495762045</id><published>2006-08-22T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T14:44:28.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/706/3639/1600/91david.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/706/3639/400/91david.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This is the beginning of a new life for me. Ever since my sister has inspired me to start blogging i have started blogging. My name is David Raynes, and i enjoy pee wees playhouse with the rest of my family. When i found out they are making a third movie i about peed my pants, half because of a new movie, the other half i didn't know there was a second movie. One of these days i will have to check it out. Anyway Stephanie is my inspiration in about most of my life, like my english major, she inspires me to hold it in (YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!) and inspires me to kick @$$! yes stephanie rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I recently discovered the band XTC. They rock me long time! They are only comparable to Muse and U2 (the rock gods of the earth). By the way MUSE IS COMING TO UTAH! Finally this hick state can see some real music haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so currently i am a blackbelt, i work at clear creek, i am single (not by my own choice but still what can i do) any way i don't know what else to write so i guess this is good bye, see you in another blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33178301-115627817495762045?l=daverain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/feeds/115627817495762045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33178301&amp;postID=115627817495762045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115627817495762045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33178301/posts/default/115627817495762045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daverain.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-beginning-of-new-life-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10374266563688542604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Ktx8r6ux0o/SlsEJG8kLWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Gs2h2_IgW-o/S220/SYD.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
