<?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-8104367203931069201</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:12:29.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Between Big Plans</title><subtitle type='html'>naked, the Judas in me fell by the tracks but he lifted me high/
kissing my head like a brother and never asking why</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-9076194103573966810</id><published>2009-09-25T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:05:21.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Featured Music - Explosions In The Sky</title><content type='html'>So I still suck at blogging, but I stopped caring a long time ago because I haven't had much to say. All the big news (like new babies) and pics end up getting shared in person or facebook, and I haven't had the time lately to even think about creativity, let alone pursue it. However, I have been meaning to throw a featured music post up on Band Of Horses - I've been digging on them for quite a while... but before I could get around to it, I stumbled upon &lt;a href="http://www.explosionsinthesky.com/"&gt;Explosions In The Sky&lt;/a&gt; - and they have pretty much dominated all my musical inclinations since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note: you probably should start one of the songs I link to below now - they're all pretty long. But don't worry, they're worth it. Don't get impatient - you'll miss out. Just crank them up while/if you read this and as you go about your biz. Then, repeat.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explosions In The Sky have been around for the better part of a decade - I know I've actually heard them before, just never in-depth. They hail from west Texas, and are absolute masters of their brand of instrumental post-rock. That's right - instrumental. No vocals, no lyrics, but probably more meaning and passion than 98% of the music you'll hear on the radio. And that's the beauty of instrumental music... it definitely means something specific to the creator, but to the listener, that meaning has freedom to evolve. I can tell you that most of my favorite songs from 10 years ago are definitely not my favorite songs now - but only some of that is due to their musical style. It's mostly just that life marches on and things that were relevant to me then are not relevant to me now. But quality music is always relevant. This song from 2003's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Earth Is Not A Cold Dead Place&lt;/span&gt; is already one of my all time favorites - it's called "The Only Moment We Were Alone":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nzj-ksNOMfU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/nzj-ksNOMfU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;Their songs may be long, but they're certainly lacking the repetitive jam-band quality you would expect at that length. In fact, one of the first things I noticed is the almost classical style of their music. Most of their songs have at least 2 or 3 distinct parts, with an AB format and extensive motifs - or some even seem through-composed. There's never so much repetition that you grow tired of it - they're restrained. They leave you wanting more. This is possible my second favorite of theirs - it's called "First Breath After Coma":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lBHilBzKyng&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/lBHilBzKyng&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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 thing about instrumental music is it often takes more work to appreciate it. I keep getting pieces of these songs stuck in my head, but sometimes I'll have no idea which song it is. Like I said, each one has at least a couple distinct parts, and there are no lyrics for a frame of reference. That's why you have to keep listening. The more you listen, the more you appreciate it. This is a great live version of "The Birth And Death Of The Day" off of their newest album &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All of A Sudden I Miss Everyone&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pP09piedtAk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/pP09piedtAk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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 band probably gained their biggest exposure by writing the soundtrack to the movie "Friday Night Lights" back in 2004. This song was on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Earth Is Not A Cold Dead Place&lt;/span&gt;, but was also reprised and adapted for the movie. It's called "Your Hand In Mine":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JzIK5FaC38w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/JzIK5FaC38w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;Their overall sound doesn't vary that much, due to their consistent, guitar driven instrumentation. But it's a good sound. And it's worth noting that all those intertwined melodies and layered guitar solos sound just as fabulous live as recorded. Very tight. This is "Six Days At The Bottom Of The Ocean":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xbe8RKfaIjU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/Xbe8RKfaIjU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;And just to prove they can still rock out, this is "Greet Death" from 2001's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those Who Tell the Truth Shall Die, Those Who Tell the Truth Shall Live Forever&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qd9F_liFXGM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/qd9F_liFXGM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;Finally - just to underscore my point about having to give them more than one listen - I'll bring it full circle to the first song I posted. Here's a simply amazing live version of "The Only Moment We Were Alone":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FtW67TCAn0E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/FtW67TCAn0E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;There you go - &lt;a href="http://www.explosionsinthesky.com/"&gt;Explosions In The Sky&lt;/a&gt;. Go buy their albums. Since the songs are long and painstakingly crafted, there's just not that many on an album. And on Amazon music, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss_0_10?url=search-alias%3Ddigital-music&amp;amp;field-keywords=explosions+in+the+sky&amp;amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=0&amp;amp;sprefix=explosions"&gt;short albums = cheap albums.&lt;/a&gt; For example, I just featured most of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Earth Is Not A Cold Dead Place&lt;/span&gt; because that's the only one I own at the moment; It's about 45 minutes long, has only 5 songs, and cost me $4.95. Best 5 bucks I've spent in a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-9076194103573966810?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/9076194103573966810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=9076194103573966810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/9076194103573966810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/9076194103573966810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2009/09/featured-music-explosions-in-sky.html' title='Featured Music - Explosions In The Sky'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-4437874306983379235</id><published>2009-05-30T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:29:45.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Featured Music - Ray LaMontagne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://themusicsnobs.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/ray-live.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 244px;" src="http://themusicsnobs.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/ray-live.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I kind of suck at blogging... mostly because I spend about 8 hours a day on a computer at work, and it's the last thing I feel like doing when I get home. But anywho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second installment of Featured Music, we move from one bearded troubadour to another: Ladies and Gentlemen.... Ray LaMontagne. (lah-mon-tain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaMontagne took a rather unlikely journey to his musical career - he was already in his late 20s before he started playing music. At the time, he was a loner working in a shoe factory, who - as a result of a somewhat sketchy upbringing and a lot of moving around - had barely graduated highschool. But after being inspired by a Stephen Stills song on the radio, he picked up the guitar and started writing music. Now he has three albums out - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trouble&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Till the Sun Turns Black&lt;/span&gt; and the newly released &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gossip in the Grain&lt;/span&gt;. As a performer, introverts such as myself can relate well to LaMontagne. He is rather reclusive, almost painfully shy, and rarely gives interviews. He's admitted he sometimes has to force himself to leave his hotel room while on tour, and has been known to perform shows in the dark to separate himself from the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray's signature sound is his raspy voice - often drawing comparisons to Joe Cocker among others. Except LaMontagne manages to enunciate everything beautifully. He milks the emotion from every syllable, but without making it feel overdone. Musically, he's been compared to a host of people - Van Morrison, Tim Buckley, etc. For some reason he reminds me the most of Jim Croce. I'm not going to claim that everything he does is magic. Some of his songs make me go "Meh, that was ok." But some of them are pure gold. Here's the song that first caught my attention - from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trouble&lt;/span&gt;, this is "Jolene":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3VBVqE-UtHw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/3VBVqE-UtHw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;Ray gained a bit of popularity when a couple of American Idols covered songs off his first album - Taylor Hicks performed the title track "Trouble", and Kelly Clarkson performed "Shelter". I have to admit I discovered LaMontagne first and found out about that afterwards. But anyway, here's an old, rough, extended version of Ray singing "Trouble" followed by a great version of "Shelter":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZY-5-cIkiY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/eZY-5-cIkiY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/03mhiCQTa1E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/03mhiCQTa1E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;I know I'm practically linking to his entire first album, but what the heck - here's the last track, a beautiful ballad called "All the Wild Horses":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J-9IK02qkZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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-9IK02qkZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;And in case you think he can't rock out, here's a song from his second album, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Till the Sun Turns Black&lt;/span&gt;. It's called "Three More Days":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EcLUIU2-uv8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/EcLUIU2-uv8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;And for the pacifist in all of us, this is "Within You":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MtoJkzWXrDA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/MtoJkzWXrDA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;I haven't had much of a chance to acquaint myself with his newest album, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gossip in the Grain&lt;/span&gt;, but here are a couple good ones - "You Are the Best Thing", and "Let it Be Me":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vJ3xTjvj9tw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/vJ3xTjvj9tw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5LWpw3CMCEg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/5LWpw3CMCEg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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;So there you go, &lt;a href="http://www.raylamontagne.com/index.php"&gt;Ray LaMontagne&lt;/a&gt;. Check him out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-4437874306983379235?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/4437874306983379235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=4437874306983379235&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/4437874306983379235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/4437874306983379235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2009/05/featured-music-ray-lamontagne.html' title='Featured Music - Ray LaMontagne'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-5458150240989518908</id><published>2009-03-22T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:00:20.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The WBC</title><content type='html'>I'm sure everyone has been following the &lt;a href="http://www.mlb.com/wbc/2009/schedule/"&gt;World Baseball Classic&lt;/a&gt; with rapt attention... Well, last Tuesday, I got a chance to check it out personally as Round 2 came through San Diego. Mom and I braved a very busy and drunk St. Patrick's day crowd down town for some dinner, then headed to Petco to watch Japan take on Korea...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/ScbgYaOReAI/AAAAAAAAAOw/NImWyZiwcQg/s1600-h/StPattys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/ScbgYaOReAI/AAAAAAAAAOw/NImWyZiwcQg/s320/StPattys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316183120118118402" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had killer seats in row 17, just to the left of home plate.&lt;br /&gt;The crowd was relatively small, but extremely loud and surprisingly coordinated - especially the Koreans. They were also very...interesting.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/Scbgl-U8hXI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9Szx1Oxl6tU/s1600-h/DSCF2661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/Scbgl-U8hXI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9Szx1Oxl6tU/s320/DSCF2661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316183353148081522" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/Scbg5n_xSmI/AAAAAAAAAPA/r2vS74a7hVs/s1600-h/DSCF2663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/Scbg5n_xSmI/AAAAAAAAAPA/r2vS74a7hVs/s320/DSCF2663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316183690751068770" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/ScbhLNESxXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Nz2JOUMuZ24/s1600-h/DSCF2671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/ScbhLNESxXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Nz2JOUMuZ24/s320/DSCF2671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316183992759928178" 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;Pitching for Japan was young phenom Yu Darvish - 22 years old with a consistent fastball @ 94mph, a good 2-seamer, a cutter, a wicked curve, and an unhittable slider coming in around 72mph. Crazy good. He had a rough first inning and gave up a few runs, but then he settled down and just cruised. Here's a clip of him striking out former Mariner Shin-Soo Choo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-71729973f8a48510" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D71729973f8a48510%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330247422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1428FD7F9D0AB48A67FE566A2B2CACF5C14679AE.1FA123D9C53AE63F9C1CF7935F7F4D796577CAEA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D71729973f8a48510%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR-Dx8bCa7U0RU4P5PBmdZIGAez0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D71729973f8a48510%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330247422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1428FD7F9D0AB48A67FE566A2B2CACF5C14679AE.1FA123D9C53AE63F9C1CF7935F7F4D796577CAEA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D71729973f8a48510%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR-Dx8bCa7U0RU4P5PBmdZIGAez0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, team Japan just couldn't get anything going. Here's Ichiro reaching on a fielder's choice... but that was about as good of a night as he would have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-28a31697553b5696" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D28a31697553b5696%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330247422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DCD2D2A710A63D9E1FBC5A4E75570D83420C45E3.6825A8B6F34C9028EC627DA0205D68AE2D9F48DC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D28a31697553b5696%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DskhI9_1a4atYr-eowrDhefDZbNA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D28a31697553b5696%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330247422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DCD2D2A710A63D9E1FBC5A4E75570D83420C45E3.6825A8B6F34C9028EC627DA0205D68AE2D9F48DC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D28a31697553b5696%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DskhI9_1a4atYr-eowrDhefDZbNA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Akinora Iwamura striking out for the final out, as Korea won to advance to the finals in LA. The WBC definitely has some flaws - I'd love to see some format changes before next time around - but it was a sweet experience, and I'm glad I got to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5c2e4483ab9e5d84" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5c2e4483ab9e5d84%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330247422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65A658D0CA0B8F0CDB7BA36E20C8C831BC84C1C0.695A7AF09B4A3225F930D6FBC9F120A27C094421%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c2e4483ab9e5d84%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdjuMD5TmPtGZ53SFZk0CjL7aekw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5c2e4483ab9e5d84%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330247422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D65A658D0CA0B8F0CDB7BA36E20C8C831BC84C1C0.695A7AF09B4A3225F930D6FBC9F120A27C094421%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c2e4483ab9e5d84%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdjuMD5TmPtGZ53SFZk0CjL7aekw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-5458150240989518908?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=28a31697553b5696&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5c2e4483ab9e5d84&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=71729973f8a48510&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/5458150240989518908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=5458150240989518908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/5458150240989518908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/5458150240989518908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2009/03/wbc.html' title='The WBC'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/ScbgYaOReAI/AAAAAAAAAOw/NImWyZiwcQg/s72-c/StPattys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-6864242482084681997</id><published>2009-02-28T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:26:58.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back, Junior</title><content type='html'>Of course this is old news now, but after weeks of speculation and conflicting reports, Ken Griffey Jr. has officially returned to the Mariners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, I caught up with life-long baseball fan Cohen Allen to get his reaction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: "Hey Cohen, did you hear the news?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SamFVXpip3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/9YNbn3KeWV4/s1600-h/DSCF2546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307920238004840306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SamFVXpip3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/9YNbn3KeWV4/s320/DSCF2546.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;&lt;br /&gt;COHEN: "What news? You're finally gonna change my diaper?"&lt;br /&gt;ME: "No, your mom can do that. But the Mariners just signed Junior!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SamGWU5vf7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/pqEmWW1N8Ow/s1600-h/DSCF2547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307921353958981554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SamGWU5vf7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/pqEmWW1N8Ow/s320/DSCF2547.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;&lt;br /&gt;COHEN: "Oh my gosh. OH MY GOSH! Are you serious?!?"&lt;br /&gt;ME: "Yeah! It's a one year, 2 million deal. The press conference is on in a few minutes!"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SamG2XIcMDI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/oV-jUMKIHdA/s1600-h/DSCF2548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307921904313315378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SamG2XIcMDI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/oV-jUMKIHdA/s320/DSCF2548.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COHEN: "I'm so excited and I just can't hide it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FEW MINUTES LATER, WATCHING THE PRESS CONFERENCE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: "What's the matter, Co? I thought this would be a happy moment!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SamH_57jq9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/ng4_tJZ_OSc/s1600-h/DSCF2552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307923167784971218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SamH_57jq9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/ng4_tJZ_OSc/s320/DSCF2552.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;&lt;br /&gt;COHEN: "Oh it is. It is. It's just...so emotional.... I'm getting a little verklempt. Talk amongst yourselves..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the presser was over, and he had a chance to collect himself, Cohen summed up his thoughts on the signing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SamI0SR-8OI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ajmlYHII4Bo/s1600-h/DSCF2553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307924067674681570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SamI0SR-8OI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ajmlYHII4Bo/s320/DSCF2553.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;&lt;br /&gt;COHEN: "Strictly from a baseball sense, I know this isn't the greatest signing, and likely has minimal impact on the team. Griffey is nowhere near the player he was when he left the M's, and doesn't really have that much left to contribute. However, contingent upon the Mariners utilizing him properly, it's not a bad move either. He should be platooned against leftys, and should definitely stay out of the outfield, but he can still rake against rightys, and thus has value as a DH. From an emotional standpoint, it's a slam dunk for all involved. If there were ever a year to bring Griffey back, this was it. While they do have a long-shot at contention this year in a weakend AL West, realistically, this is a building year while they wait for some bloated contracts to come off the books. I'm looking at you, Washburn. Anyway, new General Manager Jack Zduriencik has had a tremendous off-season so far, and even if you view this signing as a concession to nostalgia, it will buy him immense amounts of goodwill from the local writers and casual fanbase - potentially giving him greater leeway to further improve the team in 2010. For me, personally, I'm afraid Junior transcends all reason and logic. And seeing #24 in a Mariners uni again for the first time...It might be the most exciting thing that's ever happened to me in my whole life. Well, you know, other than being born a few months ago. But you catch my drift."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we do, Cohen. Yes we do. I couldn't have said it better myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring training is in full swing, the season starts in about a month, and the Mariners organization has done a complete 180... For the first time in years, there's reason to be excited about the future of baseball in Seattle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-6864242482084681997?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/6864242482084681997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=6864242482084681997&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/6864242482084681997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/6864242482084681997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2009/02/welcome-back-junior.html' title='Welcome Back, Junior'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SamFVXpip3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/9YNbn3KeWV4/s72-c/DSCF2546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-4034782178639368041</id><published>2009-02-22T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:29:22.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Ties, New Digs</title><content type='html'>So obviously I'm way behind at keeping up with this blog, and people in general... What can I say? I've been busy. The weekend after we got back from our snowy trip to Idaho, &lt;a href="http://theaspiringone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jesse&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://hislittlewife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt; came through San Diego and we got to spend some time with them. They were going to Mexico to do some cross-cultural training in preparation for joining Sacred Road ministries in Yakima, and we were able to have them stay with us on both ends of the trip. It was really awesome to see them - it had been a while and we had a really good visit. We just spent some time relaxing - walked around the beach at La Jolla, and had a BBQ over at Mom and Bill's with Grandma and Grandpa and Adam and Shonna. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SaGwBBzLa-I/AAAAAAAAANY/pdXnFBUe4Bg/s1600-h/DSCF2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SaGwBBzLa-I/AAAAAAAAANY/pdXnFBUe4Bg/s320/DSCF2353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305715367728606178" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SaGwwjs_RRI/AAAAAAAAANg/goTnmM3Mk9E/s1600-h/DSCF2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SaGwwjs_RRI/AAAAAAAAANg/goTnmM3Mk9E/s320/DSCF2364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305716184283301138" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SaGw64NoHYI/AAAAAAAAANo/G5WsGqkakQQ/s1600-h/DSCF2370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SaGw64NoHYI/AAAAAAAAANo/G5WsGqkakQQ/s320/DSCF2370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305716361587596674" 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;Then shortly after they left, we ended up moving to a new apartment. It's in the same complex we were already in - but it's a 2 bedroom! I know! We're moving up in the world. No more moving Cohen's playpen in and out of the living room twice a day - he has his own room! I absolutely hate moving, but we're pretty settled now and it's a very nice change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it's just work that I'm pretty much swamped with... But I'm hoping things will calm down there soon and I can get back to being a better friend/family member/blogger. Although baseball is starting though, so we'll see... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-4034782178639368041?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/4034782178639368041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=4034782178639368041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/4034782178639368041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/4034782178639368041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2009/02/old-ties-new-digs.html' title='Old Ties, New Digs'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SaGwBBzLa-I/AAAAAAAAANY/pdXnFBUe4Bg/s72-c/DSCF2353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-4655713724963413638</id><published>2009-01-19T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:33:42.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In "Honor" of Tomorrow's Inauguration...</title><content type='html'>This, from America's finest "news" source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I like using quotation "marks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.theonion.com/content/themes/common/assets/videoplayer2/flvplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="355" flashvars="file=http://www.theonion.com/content/xml/89632/video&amp;amp;autostart=false&amp;amp;image=http://www.theonion.com/content/files/images/NOTHING_TO_TALK_ABOUT_article.jpg&amp;amp;bufferlength=3&amp;amp;embedded=true&amp;amp;title=Obama%20Win%20Causes%20Obsessive%20Supporters%20To%20Realize%20How%20Empty%20Their%20Lives%20Are"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/content/video/obama_win_causes_obsessive?utm_source=embedded_video"&gt;Obama Win Causes Obsessive Supporters To Realize How Empty Their Lives Are&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-4655713724963413638?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/4655713724963413638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=4655713724963413638&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/4655713724963413638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/4655713724963413638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-honor-of-tomorrows-inauguration.html' title='In &quot;Honor&quot; of Tomorrow&apos;s Inauguration...'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-2692609929879655171</id><published>2008-12-14T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:19:57.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have It All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b5a532a68cf66f49" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db5a532a68cf66f49%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330247422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AECB926D05899ACB976AE6096BF761CB4117B36.1E4D04F5778B5E63AF1426675C55E6C0C9CDB36C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db5a532a68cf66f49%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj8YUc-TKVAiz9cSX5uk9zcl56TU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db5a532a68cf66f49%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330247422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AECB926D05899ACB976AE6096BF761CB4117B36.1E4D04F5778B5E63AF1426675C55E6C0C9CDB36C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db5a532a68cf66f49%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj8YUc-TKVAiz9cSX5uk9zcl56TU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have It All&lt;/span&gt; - Ace Troubleshooter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down, expecting latest, greatest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Newest model maybe, hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing, hoping, praying to outdo the Joneses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heaven tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heaven, my chance to have it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Squalor, impulse, crowding, 'tis the season&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do the days turn just for these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Savior born in manger, please forgive us born in the inn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heaven tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heaven, skies open, pour out hope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;See all my glimmering weakness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's my world, come on, will You come in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brought to my knees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Child I'll play for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Child enters in this world, it's broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angels sing and men sleep the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though it's brazen and defiant, please be born in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heaven tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Heaven, my chance to have it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;See all my glimmering weakness&lt;br /&gt;Here's my world, come on, will You come in&lt;br /&gt;Brought to my knees&lt;br /&gt;Child I'll play for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-2692609929879655171?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b5a532a68cf66f49&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/2692609929879655171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=2692609929879655171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/2692609929879655171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/2692609929879655171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-it-all.html' title='Have It All'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-7106465278126739116</id><published>2008-11-09T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T20:16:20.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Featured Music - Iron &amp; Wine</title><content type='html'>Ok, so here's the first installment of "Music That Jerry's Been Digging On Lately And That You Should Try Too"... For lack of a better method, I'll be featuring songs via YouTube, which means that several of them won't even be official videos, but just random user videos. So for the most part, ignore the visual, and concentrate on the audio. Though there will be a few that I feel enhance the music, so I'll be sure to point those out.  Also, while I won't be posting any songs with questionable content, if you run across some by an artist I'm featuring, I can't be held liable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that out of the way, first up is &lt;a href="http://www.ironandwine.com/"&gt;Iron &amp;amp; Wine&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/388602563_b841da6218.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 247px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/388602563_b841da6218.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part, Iron &amp;amp; Wine is the stage name for a bearded, soft-spoken Floridian named Sam Beam. He does tour and record with a band these days, but he'd been doing the solo gig under that name for long before that. Any self-respecting indie kid worth his tight jeans knows I&amp;amp;W well, but I just got turned on about a year ago, and I've been on a major kick as of late. His music (particularly his early work) is the lushest lo-fi you will ever hear. His voice is often a hushed wisper, layered with tight harmonies; and when combined with mellow guitars, lap steel, banjo, and other assorted instruments, it's the most relaxing musical experience ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few songs from his first album, "The Creek Drank the Cradle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Faded From The Winter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oilACpgHd3I&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/oilACpgHd3I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lion's Mane"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n9SmwC_ZX0I&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/n9SmwC_ZX0I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a beautiful song - one of my all-time favorites, "Upward Over The Mountain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/et8WEB4zYT8&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/et8WEB4zYT8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another absolute favorite from this album is called "Muddy Hymnal" - but there wasn't a great quality video around to post. His second album, "Our Endless Numbered Days," was more of a studio effort, but still retained most of his lo-fi sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the official video for "Naked As We Came" (This is a video I enjoy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nd-A-iiPoLg&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/Nd-A-iiPoLg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Free Until They Cut Me Down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rogop4J9KhU&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/Rogop4J9KhU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Each Coming Night"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fh7DWzdBkh0&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/Fh7DWzdBkh0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His latest album is called "The Shepherd's Dog." It's rather large departure from his previous work - utilizing electric guitars and a full band. I'd say it's my least favorite of the three, but it still has some good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pagan Angel And A Borrowed Car"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4tg2ukfHn-I&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/4tg2ukfHn-I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Flightless Bird"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OYUFcxBq1y4&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/OYUFcxBq1y4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boy With A Coin" (Another great video.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KHw7gdJ14uQ&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/KHw7gdJ14uQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to those three full length albums, I&amp;amp;W has put out numerous EPs and singles. Most notably, he covered "Such Great Heights" by The Postal Service for the "Garden State" soundtrack. And pretty much every song on the 6 track "Woman King" EP is just excellent. Here's one of them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jezebel"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ghBJhGIcneU&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/ghBJhGIcneU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. You can find more on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=iron+and+wine&amp;amp;search_type="&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;, the official site for &lt;a href="http://www.ironandwine.com/"&gt;Iron &amp;amp; Wine&lt;/a&gt;, or at &lt;a href="http://www.subpop.com/artists/iron_and_wine"&gt;Sub Pop Records&lt;/a&gt;. Check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-7106465278126739116?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/7106465278126739116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=7106465278126739116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/7106465278126739116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/7106465278126739116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/11/featured-music-iron-wine.html' title='Featured Music - Iron &amp; Wine'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-2351634887956262228</id><published>2008-10-25T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:06:13.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Obviously I've been neglecting this blog for a while, so I figured it was time for an update. Not that anyone's been missing much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been swamped at work - basically just scrambling every day and resigning myself to the fact that I will never actually get caught up. Which is depressing, since my goal was to get ahead before I took a bunch of vacation time for Christmas. We will be up in Idaho from the 17th of December until the 5th of January, so that's a pretty good chunk of time and I'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than work, I haven't been doing much. Mostly just hanging around the house and trying to keep up with Cohen...he keeps us both pretty busy. Sure, I  have lots I should be doing. For example my car's not really running right now (Vivian, not the Olds) so I should work on her, but by the time the weekend rolls around, I always just feel like I need to recover from the week and I never get very motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having a really good time watching the Ray's kick tail all the way to the World Series. I'm definitely a bandwagon fan, but I'm okay with that. I'm glad I can have an AL team to root for this year, instead of just whatever team happens to be playing against New York or Boston. It's just nice to see a well run, young, small market team turn it around so quickly and have success. They are an extremely well built organization, and are easy to pull for. It gives me hope. In related news, the M's announced their new GM pick this week, Jack Zduriencik. He's not the complete new approach I was hoping for, but it's definitely a step in the right direction. And I figure they can only improve from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been meaning for a while to start a semi-regular series of posts highlighting all the great music that I've been listening to. Seems like I'm always getting turned on to something new via Pandora, or just recommendations from friends - I thought I'd just pick some of my favorites and share them. So perhaps I'll get the first one up later today... But until then, I have a poopy diaper to go change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cohen's, not mine.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-2351634887956262228?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/2351634887956262228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=2351634887956262228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/2351634887956262228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/2351634887956262228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/10/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-6671298094999889093</id><published>2008-08-29T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T18:50:07.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Cohen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SLimNSyJaBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZYFNXHX588I/s1600-h/IMAGE_222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SLimNSyJaBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZYFNXHX588I/s320/IMAGE_222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240120913756252178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well of course it's old news now, but yes, Cohen finally made his appearance on August 14th - thus effectively putting to rest my theory that Jess was just faking the pregnancy so she could quit working and get fat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have pretty much been a blur around here since... I just took Julie and John back to the airport this morning, and Tricia just got in Wednesday night. I was only able to take a few days completely off of work right after he was born, so now I'm making up for that by taking a couple more days off in addition to the long holiday weekend. I'm on day 2 of 5 days in a row and I'm loving it. Still not getting any sleep, but glad I'm not going to work on top of it... Coffee can only take you so far. And it makes my eyes twitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally &lt;a href="http://www.cohenray.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jess updated her blog&lt;/a&gt;/myspace etc. way before me and already has lots of pics up, so I won't bother duplicating her efforts. But it's quite obvious that he's the cutest baby in the world. What can I say...he gets it from his mom. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-6671298094999889093?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/6671298094999889093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=6671298094999889093&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/6671298094999889093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/6671298094999889093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-cohen.html' title='Happy Birthday, Cohen!'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SLimNSyJaBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZYFNXHX588I/s72-c/IMAGE_222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-7294888925153182527</id><published>2008-07-20T14:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T15:27:51.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Holidays Of The Western World</title><content type='html'>I'm speaking of our anniversary, of course.   Yes, a couple of weeks ago we celebrated our 2nd anniversary. Sure has been an eventful two years...seems like much longer than that - but in a good way, of course. There were no extra days off and fun trips to the Palm Springs this year. No sir - just a nice dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.osteriaromantica.com/"&gt;quaint little Italian place&lt;/a&gt; at La Jolla Shores. The food was incredible though - I had this stuffed chicken dish with mushrooms that just melted in my mouth. We even managed to stay awake through the meal. Funny how having kids can change things before you even have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the other holidays you might have noticed recently was the 4th of July. We enjoyed the long weekend, but didn't really do much. Jess and I just sat at home and relaxed most of the day, then barbecued burgers and made homemade ice cream. We did end up going out that evening with Adam and Shonna to watch fireworks down in Pacific Beach. And for whatever reason, it's tradition in PB to follow the fireworks show with a gigantic marshmallow fight. Picture thousands of people all over the beach and adjacent streets just hucking marshmallows at each other like crazy. People just bring bags and bags of them to the beach. They even had these huge, jumbo marshmallows that can apparently be found at Costco. It was entertaining, to say the least. Here's a (rather poor) clip of the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-627e8f70d8d1e03a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D627e8f70d8d1e03a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330247422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEAB43C0E4E40011C51335B203ED734D23F3BA9A.1277E6E040CBFAEAEF41183ED2CD0CB674849FC1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D627e8f70d8d1e03a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Db5TdZiy7D93wSOLYi1JnH2-8Wzs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D627e8f70d8d1e03a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330247422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEAB43C0E4E40011C51335B203ED734D23F3BA9A.1277E6E040CBFAEAEF41183ED2CD0CB674849FC1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D627e8f70d8d1e03a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Db5TdZiy7D93wSOLYi1JnH2-8Wzs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's some of the marshmallow action happening at one of the bonfires...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7fd6136b6cd65bb2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7fd6136b6cd65bb2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330247422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD3D886E6C95ACA9C087EB3CEDBA88A61088129D.6E1B9A7E2F1EFED9C93B5C62CD8CF9184957A312%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7fd6136b6cd65bb2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOITQ2ca5bBqTCcvwr2gHdSAqKHo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7fd6136b6cd65bb2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330247422%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD3D886E6C95ACA9C087EB3CEDBA88A61088129D.6E1B9A7E2F1EFED9C93B5C62CD8CF9184957A312%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7fd6136b6cd65bb2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOITQ2ca5bBqTCcvwr2gHdSAqKHo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, by all accounts, it was pretty tame this year since they recently enacted the hotly contested "booze ban" at all the public beaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not much else going on...My wife is officially "retired" now from both of her jobs -  we're both pretty stoked about that. Her friend Jessica Porto came down for a visit last weekend, and some of her other friends down here threw her a baby shower. I cooked burgers for them before splitting to catch the Padres-Braves game with Mom and Aunt Kathy. Today is our last Sunday volunteering in the nursery at church. In other words, everything is just winding down in preparation for the big day...And you can now follow all the exciting baby action on my wife's new blog, started expressly for that purpose. &lt;a href="http://www.cohenray.blogspot.com/"&gt;Check it out!&lt;/a&gt; Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-7294888925153182527?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=627e8f70d8d1e03a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7fd6136b6cd65bb2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/7294888925153182527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=7294888925153182527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/7294888925153182527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/7294888925153182527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/07/major-holidays-of-western-world.html' title='Major Holidays Of The Western World'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-3299178661521989925</id><published>2008-07-08T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:43.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cohen's First Game...</title><content type='html'>And I've got the pictures to prove it! Oh, and we were there too, of course. Although the gentleman over my left shoulder does not seem very approving our presence.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHQ7Z5bYLZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PTunexF-lDE/s1600-h/DSCF1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220863184127667602" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 298px; cursor: pointer; height: 224px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHQ7Z5bYLZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PTunexF-lDE/s320/DSCF1105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHQ70cBh8QI/AAAAAAAAAIY/1gbRKjOtdZ8/s1600-h/IMAGE_119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220863640091095298" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 278px; cursor: pointer; height: 222px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHQ70cBh8QI/AAAAAAAAAIY/1gbRKjOtdZ8/s320/IMAGE_119.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in spite of the M's best efforts, (Silva pitching, Vidro in the lineup, etc.) they actually won! 4-2! And thus continues my streak of never having attended a game that they lost. This all happened a couple weekends ago - we went with Mom and Bill and Adam and Shonna. Petco really is a nice park, it was a beautiful day, I had hotdogs and beer, and the M's won. What more can you ask for in life? Here are a few more pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy Reed getting to know some Padres fans...&lt;br /&gt;("Hey, death-metal-tshirt-dude...nice to meet you.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHQ-F6WarHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/0gEwybj6Nw4/s1600-h/DSCF1097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220866139312794738" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHQ-F6WarHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/0gEwybj6Nw4/s320/DSCF1097.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ichiro sizing up the pitcher...&lt;br /&gt;(who just happened to be Unnecessary Mariners Castoff Cha Sung Baek)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHQ-s8rDZEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/sbSTKtutJt0/s1600-h/DSCF1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220866809951118402" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHQ-s8rDZEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/sbSTKtutJt0/s320/DSCF1098.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian Beltre - probably getting ready to do something totally awesome, as usual...&lt;br /&gt;(While JR casually checks out his butt - "Yeah, he must work out!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHQ_Qkr2oLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UYAA0ShEqu4/s1600-h/DSCF1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220867421987315890" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHQ_Qkr2oLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UYAA0ShEqu4/s320/DSCF1102.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the sake of my wife, her favorite old bald guy, Rauuuuuuul.&lt;br /&gt;(He's checking in for the signs, which probably included something along the lines of "Just try to hit a home run. Cause, you know, Vidro's batting behind you...Sooo it doesn't really matter if you get on base.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHRAwuRr0YI/AAAAAAAAAI4/U2jcmj1CC5E/s1600-h/DSCF1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220869073829351810" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHRAwuRr0YI/AAAAAAAAAI4/U2jcmj1CC5E/s320/DSCF1107.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it - Fun times at Petco Park. I'm sure Cohen will cherish the memory. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHRCk5Rz6VI/AAAAAAAAAJA/G901WI95su8/s1600-h/DSCF1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220871069647497554" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHRCk5Rz6VI/AAAAAAAAAJA/G901WI95su8/s320/DSCF1110.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER: I know this is retarded, but I'm kind of anal about these things... My Mac has a 17" widescreen, so when I post pictures within text on my blog, I can either format it so it looks right on my computer, but will have extra long gaps between the pics and text on regular monitors; or I can post it as is, and on a widescreen monitor, the text will wrap the pics in funny places and generally look funky and wrong. Either way bothers me, but should you encounter one of these views, know that it is not because I'm an idiot. (Not for that reason, at least.) ALSO, because I still don't have Photoshop at home, and because I'm too lazy to learn any other program right now, the pics I post are straight from my camera, and generally semi-large files. So when you click on one for a bigger view...well, you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; get a bigger view. Again, not stupidity in this case, just laziness. Please forgive me, and enjoy nonetheless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-3299178661521989925?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/3299178661521989925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=3299178661521989925&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/3299178661521989925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/3299178661521989925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/07/cohens-first-game.html' title='Cohen&apos;s First Game...'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SHQ7Z5bYLZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PTunexF-lDE/s72-c/DSCF1105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-6866323682032976391</id><published>2008-06-17T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:44.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Own a Stroller.</title><content type='html'>And a carseat. An entire travel system, as I understand they're called. And it's a nice one too, let me tell you - a Graco Quattro Tour Dee-luxe. But nonetheless, I am slightly weirded out by the fact that it's all sitting in my living room. And I own it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so Jess had her 21st birthday a couple weeks ago. (I'm pretty stoked that she can buy me beer at the grocery store now, and I don't have to make an extra trip!) We went to Seaworld again to celebrate, and we took the "sky-ride" lift around the bay while we were there. Then we hit Olive Garden for dinner. Oh, and I made her a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SFiVwve9_OI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BdVkAETCRKE/s1600-h/Bay%40seaworld2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213081233293966562" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 345px; cursor: pointer; height: 257px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SFiVwve9_OI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BdVkAETCRKE/s320/Bay%40seaworld2.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SFiZKlP7sLI/AAAAAAAAAII/11OxflJMaGM/s1600-h/Jessbday21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213084975758028978" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SFiZKlP7sLI/AAAAAAAAAII/11OxflJMaGM/s320/Jessbday21.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other than that excitement, we're just busy little bees. We're both working alot, I'm studying for my Series 24 securities license for work, and we're taking a birthing class every week, while attempting to get things sorted out before the big day arrives. Only 7 1/2 weeks to go. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While going through my phone pics for the ones above, I found a couple more I might as well share...The first one is a pic I took forever ago of the seals down at La Jolla Cove. And the second is a recent sunset as seen from our office windows. I have a whole bunch of San Diego pics that I've taken with my real camera, I should upload some of those some time. But not now....I'm going to bed.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SFiXQLR1iPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Np_N8ImiYqY/s1600-h/La+Jolla+Cove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213082872842651890" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SFiXQLR1iPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Np_N8ImiYqY/s320/La+Jolla+Cove.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SFiXyJWQxsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/gpdrNzjlh1k/s1600-h/Sunset3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213083456439895746" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SFiXyJWQxsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/gpdrNzjlh1k/s320/Sunset3.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Yes, the Mariners fired Bill Bavasi. Yes, I was surprised it happened this early. And yes, I'm very excited, although only cautiously optimistic about who they will land on for his replacement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-6866323682032976391?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/6866323682032976391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=6866323682032976391&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/6866323682032976391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/6866323682032976391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-own-stroller.html' title='I Own a Stroller.'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SFiVwve9_OI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BdVkAETCRKE/s72-c/Bay%40seaworld2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-1663849958900317048</id><published>2008-05-24T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T10:47:16.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roll Out The Barrels...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Playing on this team and seeing what is happening around me, I feel that something is beginning to fall apart,” Ichiro said, through a translator. “But, if I was not in this situation, and I was objectively watching what just happened this week, I would probably be drinking a lot of beers and booing."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I heart Ichiro. Seriously, the guy is one of the most amazing players in the game, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;one of the funniest. At any rate, it's good to know I've already been following Ichiro's prescribed method of being a Mariners fan in 2008. The M's season was done weeks ago (if not before it started.) No, this is not a "good team playing bad baseball" - this is a "bad team playing horrible baseball."  Although I continue to watch with morbid fascination - as though watching footage of a most gruesome train wreck. My only hope is that 2008 serves as reason enough for a major Front Office purging - and soon. Of course I want McLaren gone too, but I don't really care if that happens mid-season or not. It's not like he could do much damage now. I had high hopes for Johnny-Mac, thinking that perhaps all those years with Sweet Lou would have rubbed off on him. But unfortunately, he's made it painfully obvious that he has no business managing a Major League team. I'd probably be disappointed if he were managing my son's little league. Bavasi, on the other hand, needs to go before the season is over. I'm way too nervous that he's going to make some last minute desperation moves and further decimate our farm system by bringing in some more gritty, washed up veterans to help "turn the season around." But he's definitely not going to get canned before the draft, so we'll see that happens. I'm also hoping beyond hope that Pres. Chuck Armstrong disappears, and that whoever they get to replace all these guys has at least a basic understanding of how to evaluate players and build a good team. A boy can dream right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER: As much as this team sucks, we do have some great players. Felix is phenomenal (he's young - give him time.) Ichiro is amazing. Beltre is awesome, and highly underrated. Our middle infield really isn't that bad - I like what I've seen offensively from Lopez so far, and I'm hoping that he and Betancourt are young enough to still develop their game on the field. Ibanez is a good hitter - he just needs to get his slow butt of the field and DH. Bedard is awesome when he's healthy, we might as well keep him. And Putz (also when healthy) is still one of the best closers in the game. There, I'm being positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the M's are starting their game against the Yanks (their rear-ends no doubt still smarting from the spanking they received last night) and looking at the lineup Mac has put together, I'm not sure if I want to laugh or cry. I think I'll go with "laugh" and read some more Ichiro quotes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being asked what kind of beer he would drink (see quote above):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Usually, I enjoy Japanese beer, but given the situation, I wouldn't care if it was Japanese beer, American beer or beer from Papua New Guinea."&lt;/blockquote&gt;And on going 0-4 in last night's game with two highly disputed 3rd strike calls (they were bad calls - Ichi rarely argues, and McLaren got ejected from the game over it):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you consider those at-bats strikeouts, then what you say [0-for-4] is true," Ichiro said. "They were non-existent to me."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Classic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-1663849958900317048?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/1663849958900317048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=1663849958900317048&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/1663849958900317048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/1663849958900317048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/05/roll-out-barrels.html' title='Roll Out The Barrels...'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-2868302387610898081</id><published>2008-04-26T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:45.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long Scooter, Hello Vivian</title><content type='html'>So in other major world news, I sold my beloved scooter so I could purchase a car. A 1975 Mercedes 280 named Vivian, to be precise. She also goes by "The Benz." A lady at my work was going to sell this off cheap, and I couldn't resist. So as much as I loved my scooter, I decided this was a slightly more practical commuter solution. I can drive it in the rain and do other useful things such as picking up my shirts from the cleaners. It definitely wouldn't be a dependable long-commuter car, but for tooling around the greater La Jolla/UTC area, she will suit me just fine. For a 1975, it's a pretty smooth running ride. Here she is in all her glory...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNlVJQOz4I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Wb1Lq_OtNis/s1600-h/DSCF1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNlVJQOz4I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Wb1Lq_OtNis/s200/DSCF1068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193606209223970690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNlB5QOz3I/AAAAAAAAAF4/NkZ8KpZ_hsQ/s1600-h/DSCF1065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNlB5QOz3I/AAAAAAAAAF4/NkZ8KpZ_hsQ/s200/DSCF1065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193605878511488882" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNk5JQOz2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/_KvaL9c3-a4/s1600-h/DSCF1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNk5JQOz2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/_KvaL9c3-a4/s200/DSCF1063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193605728187633506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNleZQOz5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/3ZAulBSSJ0g/s1600-h/DSCF1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNleZQOz5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/3ZAulBSSJ0g/s200/DSCF1070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193606368137760658" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNl4JQOz6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DfX7GwgXFds/s1600-h/DSCF1073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNl4JQOz6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DfX7GwgXFds/s200/DSCF1073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193606810519392162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNmFpQOz7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/GuHJm_ryndw/s1600-h/DSCF1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNmFpQOz7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/GuHJm_ryndw/s200/DSCF1076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193607042447626162" 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;The interior is a little more rough than the exterior, but still not in bad shape. And the seat covers alone make up for that. Also, as you can see, it apparently comes with an inherited membership in the St. Jude Travel Club, so, you know, that's pretty cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-2868302387610898081?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/2868302387610898081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=2868302387610898081&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/2868302387610898081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/2868302387610898081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-long-scooter-hello-vivian.html' title='So Long Scooter, Hello Vivian'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNlVJQOz4I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Wb1Lq_OtNis/s72-c/DSCF1068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-2836056291654569498</id><published>2008-04-26T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:45.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Cohen Pics...</title><content type='html'>I know, I'm behind the times. But better late than never, right? Here's the handsome profile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNg05QOzwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4maflld88yw/s1600-h/BabyAllen+4-1-08_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNg05QOzwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4maflld88yw/s320/BabyAllen+4-1-08_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193601257126678274" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's his foot... (it took the nurse like 5 minutes to get this shot because he was moving around so much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNhmJQOzzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XGNlfXKaLuw/s1600-h/BabyAllen+4-1-08_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNhmJQOzzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/XGNlfXKaLuw/s320/BabyAllen+4-1-08_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193602103235235634" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here he is doing a mime routine... (He's in a glass box - No wait! A uterus!!!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNh3pQOz0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ou65dNu_zLc/s1600-h/BabyAllen+4-1-08_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNh3pQOz0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Ou65dNu_zLc/s320/BabyAllen+4-1-08_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193602403882946370" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I'll resist posting the gender shots, though I have to say they were pretty dang hilarious looking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-2836056291654569498?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/2836056291654569498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=2836056291654569498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/2836056291654569498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/2836056291654569498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-cohen-pics.html' title='More Cohen Pics...'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SBNg05QOzwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/4maflld88yw/s72-c/BabyAllen+4-1-08_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-3292482248211717260</id><published>2008-03-15T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:47.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Hello to Cohen Ray! (And some other stuff too)</title><content type='html'>So we found out we're having a boy!!! (Yeah, I know it's old news for most...but what can I say, I suck at blogging.  So whatever, man. Get off my back. Geez.) Here's a couple pics - I'm not going to post the one's that show the necessary evidence for gender determination...that just seems a little weird. But we went to one of those 3d ultrasound places, and while these pictures aren't all that clear, the video was pretty cool.  I think Jess has more on her  myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v7gIop7hI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SGtr1qZ6nPI/s1600-h/BabyAllen3+3-1-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v7gIop7hI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SGtr1qZ6nPI/s200/BabyAllen3+3-1-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178008726084906514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v73Iop7iI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BLBqvyjafAk/s1600-h/BabyAllen5+3-1-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v73Iop7iI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BLBqvyjafAk/s200/BabyAllen5+3-1-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178009121221897762" 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;And since I'm posting old, outdated news, I might as well fill you in on our Valentine's day...a month ago. First of all, the night before, my wife somehow managed to "borrow" my keys, lift my building access card from my briefcase, hide decorations in a "bag of thrift store stuff", and totally sell me on a "going to the store" story. The end result was that I showed up to work the next morning to find my desk looking like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v2GIop7ZI/AAAAAAAAADg/ykqL47BbRog/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v2GIop7ZI/AAAAAAAAADg/ykqL47BbRog/s200/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178002781850168722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v8PIop7kI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FPmDK5RK7ik/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v8PIop7kI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FPmDK5RK7ik/s200/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178009533538758210" 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;Quite frankly, Jess generally sucks at being sneaky, so needless to say I was very impressed. (And the whistling monkey and balloon are still on my desk.) As for dinner plans, Jess unfortunately had to work that night, and she didn't know when she would be off, so reservations were out of the question. So I decided it would be best to do dinner at home. (on a side note, Jess has a new job now at Kindercare that she totally loves, and she works M-F 8-6:30....Glory Hallelujah and Amen.) But anyway, I was running late due to large crowds at the grocery store, and we didn't end up eating till after 10:00 - but I think I pulled it off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v0_Yop7YI/AAAAAAAAADY/tUbdRO6981g/s1600-h/DSCF1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v0_Yop7YI/AAAAAAAAADY/tUbdRO6981g/s200/DSCF1061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178001566374423938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, you have to set the mood with some music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v4DIop7cI/AAAAAAAAAD4/c46FfubaexY/s1600-h/DSCF1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v4DIop7cI/AAAAAAAAAD4/c46FfubaexY/s200/DSCF1050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178004929333816770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my lovely wife perusing the night's menu. (And yes, that's only sparkling cider on the table for prego.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v4uYop7dI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GvOKEOcp6vE/s1600-h/DSCF1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v4uYop7dI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GvOKEOcp6vE/s200/DSCF1051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178005672363158994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was on the menu? Well,  the appetizer was mashed potatoes with herbs, and sauteed garlic asparagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v5YIop7eI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2C-bpjAN35I/s1600-h/DSCF1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 153px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v5YIop7eI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2C-bpjAN35I/s200/DSCF1052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178006389622697442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entree was a dish called "Halibut Olympia" - a totally unhealthy yet delicious way to eat halibut with a sour cream and breaded topping mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v5yYop7fI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RhmXtQmafB0/s1600-h/DSCF1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v5yYop7fI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RhmXtQmafB0/s200/DSCF1055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178006840594263538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And for dessert, chocolate lava cakes (not home made) with vanilla ice cream (not home made) and a strawberry sauce (home made). Although the strawberry sauce thickened up during dinner more than I expected, so when I attempted to drizzle, it kind of just splattered. Looks like a slasher was on the loose in my kitchen during dessert. But it was an excellent sauce nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a picture from the end of our dinner - Me with a double chin, and my wife with a new 8G Ipod Nano. What can I say, I'm pretty much the best husband in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v6kIop7gI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YivTffgdabM/s1600-h/DSCF1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v6kIop7gI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YivTffgdabM/s320/DSCF1054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178007695292755458" 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/8104367203931069201-3292482248211717260?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/3292482248211717260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=3292482248211717260&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/3292482248211717260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/3292482248211717260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/03/say-hello-to-cohen-ray-and-some-other.html' title='Say Hello to Cohen Ray! (And some other stuff too)'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R9v7gIop7hI/AAAAAAAAAEg/SGtr1qZ6nPI/s72-c/BabyAllen3+3-1-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-5902156061956471063</id><published>2008-02-23T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T20:45:56.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies and Baseball Broadcasters</title><content type='html'>So the news this week is that my sis Lani had her baby on Friday - a little girl named Lilah...they should have pictures up on &lt;a href="http://www.thecampbellchaos.blogspot.com/"&gt;their blog&lt;/a&gt; soon I believe, so check them out. They are all doing well, so congrats to them on numero quatro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other big news this week was, again, from the baseball world - though of a much more heartening nature than the last piece baseball news I shared. Dave Niehaus, the Mariners broadcaster since their inception in 1977 (31 years now), was finally voted as the Ford C. Frick award recipient this year. For those of you who don't know, [almost everyone] this essentially the highest honor a baseball broadcaster can receive. It means he gets inducted into the Broadcasters Wing of the  Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown, NY this summer - along with the likes of Mel Allen, Vin Scully, and Harry Caray. The announcement came this Tuesday, on his 73rd birthday.  Way to go Dave! This is actually the most excited I have been as a Mariner fan since 2001. To put it simply, Dave Niehaus IS Mariners baseball to me. Having listened to him almost exclusively for all my baseball loving years, I associate his voice with the glory of the game more than anything else. And on a professional level, he truly is as good as they come. I have never heard an announcer who can match his ease, descriptiveness, and professionalism yet. In fact, having been spoiled by Niehaus, most play-by-play announcers make me cringe. He can hold your attention without over-talking/reacting, and can relate the ambiance and feel of the ballpark better than anybody. And although he is the M's biggest cheerleader, he never criticizes the other team (as many announcers do), but is always very complimentary of them. I could go on, but since I'm already risking being called a nerd again, I'll simply encourage you to check out some of these links...If you are a baseball fan you will appreciate them. And if you aren't yet, then perhaps, as he has done for thousands of others, Dave can help you become one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ussmariner.com/2008/02/19/my-thoughts-on-dave/"&gt;This is a link&lt;/a&gt; to a USSM post regarding Niehaus. The author, Dave Cameron, eloquently states how most M's fans (myself included) feel about the honor...go ahead and read the comments too - you'll find I'm not the only nerd around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://seattle.mariners.mlb.com/news/article.jsp?ymd=20080219&amp;amp;content_id=2379444&amp;amp;vkey=news_sea&amp;amp;fext=.jsp&amp;amp;c_id=sea"&gt;Here's a link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://seattle.mariners.mlb.com/news/article.jsp?ymd=20080219&amp;amp;content_id=2379444&amp;amp;vkey=news_sea&amp;amp;fext=.jsp&amp;amp;c_id=sea"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;to one of the many articles on the Mariners website and MLB.com. I highly encourage you to click the video link at the top of the article entitled "31 Years of Niehaus." (Stupid MLB.com is pretty stingy with their content. I've never yet found a way to even link directly to their player, much less embed video anywhere.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=caple/080220&amp;amp;sportCat=mlb"&gt;And here's an ESPN article&lt;/a&gt; about Dave...and found in the middle of it are several audio clips of some of Dave's classic calls. Well worth a listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go...all in all a pretty good week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-5902156061956471063?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/5902156061956471063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=5902156061956471063&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/5902156061956471063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/5902156061956471063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/02/babies-and-baseball-broadcasters.html' title='Babies and Baseball Broadcasters'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-2584310072081012718</id><published>2008-02-13T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T09:10:37.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Long Last...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.seattledigitalphoto.com/photogallery/PhotoFiles/Photo-G-600x800/G001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="228" alt="" src="http://www.seattledigitalphoto.com/photogallery/PhotoFiles/Photo-G-600x800/G001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So today was the day that you all have been waiting for - Mariners pitchers and catchers reported to Peoria for the first day of Spring Training 2008!!! Baseball is back!!! Now that I live relatively close to AZ, I'm hoping to perhaps make it over there at some point this spring to catch a game or two - money and time permitting. (Though I'm not holding my breath, as I rarely find money and time to be in very permissive moods. They remind me more of the overbearing parents of a teenager. They never let me do what I want.) I must however confess that I would be much more ecstatic about the beginning of this season had the M's GM and front office not gone and made more horrible off-season moves. Anyone who has bothered to read this post this far has probably ascertained that I'm speaking of last week's Bedard-Jones + trade. Bavasi went into the off-season letting everyone in the world know he was desperate for a "#1 type starter." (One can easily assume his job is on the line this season, and he's still trying to recover from last year's Ramirez/Weaver fiasco.) And it's true, they needed pitching. So I give them credit in pursuing Kuroda strongly...If they wanted to sign somebody, I think he was their best bet. There weren't many top-notch arms on the FA market, and (fortunately) they didn't really have enough to buy into the Santana Sweepstakes. But they lost him to the Dodgers. So then, rather than coming to the long over-due conclusion that "maybe-we- should-develop- our-own-young-pitchers- from-within-and- spend-our-money-on-improving- our- defense- and-offense-instead-of-using-it-on-over-priced- free-agents," they signed Carlos Silva for 4 years @ $44 million. Not a great move - his skills aren't a great match for Safeco at all. But hey, he's a decent pitcher, and they didn't have to give anyone up. So it could have been worse. Aaaaaaand then it did get worse. The M's have been grooming Adam Jones for years, and I've been waiting for him to have a permanent spot on their roster for a long time. And with the departure of Guillen, it seemed like this was finally his year. He's a 23 year old solid 5-tool player. Even if he never lives up to his awesome potential, at worst, he will be an above average major leaguer. And at best, he's gonna be a superstar. But no, Bavasi couldn't give up, and decided to mortgage the team's future for his "# 1 starter." He sent Jones, George Sherrill (one of the best lefty specialists in the league,) and 3 good minor league pitching prospects to Baltimore for Erik Bedard. That's 5 for 1, folks. And keep in mind that Jones would belong to the Mariners for 6 years. Bedard is up for free agency in 2. If they don't get an extension worked out soon...well, let's just say I won't be happy. Now don't get me wrong, I think Bedard is a stud. And it's going to be alot of fun to watch him and Felix go back to back. But by filling one hole, they created even more. They had options for filling their rotation, and they really needed to focus on improving their corner defense and power. They could have fielded an amazing, young, division contending team in a couple of years. But they decided to jump the gun and bet the house on Bedard. I hope it works. I'm not saying it's impossible, and I'll obviously still be rooting for them all the way. But I just don't see them beating the Angels with this offense. As a die-hard fan, it's just frustrating when your team's front office seems incapable of making smart baseball decisions. Sure, they have made some good moves over the years (Ichiro, Hernandez, Betancourt, etc.) But it seems like their specialty lies in signing over-paid under-achievers, (Weaver, Ramirez, Vidro, Cairo, etc.) singing the praises of mediocrity, talking big - and finishing in second place. But I guess I'll just look on the bright side. We have two of the best young pitchers in baseball, a young Cuban defensive whiz at short who's alot of fun to watch, the ageless, enigmatic hitting machine known as "Ichiro", and at worst, alot of genuinely nice guys filling out the roster. And hey, it's baseball....anything could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If you disagree with this assessment, or want more info, the &lt;a href="http://ussmariner.com/"&gt;USS Mariner &lt;/a&gt;is a good place to start. But be forwarned: those guys are hard-core stat geeks. They analyze this way deeper than I do...compared to them I'm almost a "casual fan"! They're also a bit more pessimistic than I like, though not entirely without reason...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-2584310072081012718?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/2584310072081012718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=2584310072081012718&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/2584310072081012718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/2584310072081012718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/02/at-long-last.html' title='At Long Last...'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-10158681411456963</id><published>2008-01-19T20:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T09:56:32.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songwriters of the Future</title><content type='html'>Back when I was young, we had these online discussion forums called web boards - what? They still have those? I guess I just haven't used one in a while, since someone told me blogging was the cool thing to do. I'm sure in the near future, it will all be considered antiquated technology. I have no doubt that the very child now growing in my wife's womb will someday look at me in shocked hilarity and exclaim "You used to post on web boards?!? Wow, I didn't know my dad was such a fooblerond." (In the future, of course, they will have new words to describe someone who is hopelessly out of touch.) Then the child will take a 6D holo-video of their embarrassing dad with their Apple i-Robot and send it via telepathy-text to their best friend/virtual classmate in Tokyo. I will probably be put out by this disrespect, and become slightly defensive. "Is it really necessary to make fun of me to your friends?" I will say, "They'll see this all tonight on Reality World anyway." (By this time, you know, the entire world will be a reality tv show. There will be camera crews in every house 24/7, and thousands of channels for each geographical region. But being the self-absorbed people we are, everyone will only watch their own channel to see what happened to themselves and all their friends that day. There will also be, by necessity, a spin-off reality show called "Lives of Reality World Camerapersons" that targets the only demographic not receiving regular exposure on the rest of the Reality World Network.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm...sorry, I got sidetracked. I was talking about a web board - to be more specific the "Webb Board" located on the website of a wee bald musical genius named Derek Webb. There was a very friendly, intelligent, artistic community there that kept a lively discussion going on a smorgasboard buffet of topics. (Although I now believe that many of them were only covertly looking for spouses...*turns to his cousin and winks*...) Btw, I use past tense when describing this community only because I no longer frequent it - i don't know if it exists still or not. Maybe I should find out. Anyway, there was an ever-present thread going there for songwriters. People would post their latest pieces and get help and critique from the rest of the community - and I remember that it was really a great outlet and encouragement for my feeble attempts at the craft. I started thinking about that now, because I believe I'm finally coming out of a musical dry spell that I was beginning to fear might last forever. I haven't played guitar or written songs in so long...but now...well it seems like the creative juices are at least beginning to trickle. Perhaps if I come up with anything worthwhile in the future, I'll post it here... Writing a truly worthwhile song, however,  is the hardest thing for me to do. That's actually what I was going to elaborate on in this post, but now I've already rambled too much. So sometime in the future (before blogs and the internet go out of style) I will post my thoughts on songwriting, and perhaps a few of my favorite lyrics of all time. Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-10158681411456963?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/10158681411456963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=10158681411456963&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/10158681411456963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/10158681411456963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-when-i-was-teen-we-had-these.html' title='Songwriters of the Future'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-2447796333147200980</id><published>2008-01-13T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:50.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas @ Big Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R4rdhv-tCCI/AAAAAAAAACw/okoNNjlgLLg/s1600-h/DSCF0982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R4rdhv-tCCI/AAAAAAAAACw/okoNNjlgLLg/s200/DSCF0982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155176295363840034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know this is a little after the fact, but I thought I would post a few pics from our weekend at Big Bear. There wasn't alot of snow on the ground, but It was still definitely good to get up in the mountains. And the lack of snow didn't seem to bother most of these snow-starved Californians... they still lined their cars up at every wide spot in the road and flocked by the dozens to frolick around in little patches of crusty, dirty snow leftovers. It was amusing. At any rate, we kept a roaring fire going and lazed around the cabin most of the weekend stuffing our faces and playing foosball. On Christmas Eve it was about 50 degrees and we went to a tubing run, and then on Christmas the temp dropped to freezing and stayed there all day. The big bummer for the weekend was that we had to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R4renf-tCDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/v3g5sLWzMao/s1600-h/DSCF1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R4renf-tCDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/v3g5sLWzMao/s200/DSCF1009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155177493659715634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;take Grandpa to the hospital on Christmas. Their doctor had told them they didn't need to take oxygen up, but because of the altitude change he started having congestive heart failure again, and we had to have the paramedics come to get him down the killer set of stairs at the cabin. They got his oxygen levels up at the hospital and just kept him in over night and he's doing fine now. The big fun for the weekend of course was springing the news about our baby in the making...that was fun. I thought we did a good job keeping it a secret up until Christmas Day - even with Jess eating constantly and nonchalantly dashing to the bathroom to throw up. Most of all we just enjoyed at least feeling like we were out in the woods again, smelling the pine trees and wood smoke and watching the critters... 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For those of you who haven't heard through the proverbial grape vine (which actually moves faster than high-speed internet in many parts of North Idaho)...we are officially prego. Well, Jess is at least - I haven't shown any symptoms yet. I would elaborate on this momentous occasion and all of it's grave and joyous trappings, but I'm afraid it really hasn't sunk in yet. And it probably won't for me until the baby comes - which is theoretically supposed to happen August 9th, meaning Jess is about 8 weeks along right now. We weren't planning this yet, but we are excited nonetheless. Excited, content, and quite overwhelmed with a vague air of confusion and paranoia thrown in for good measure.  I guess that's nothing out of the usual for me. Jess, on the other hand, mostly just feels nausea right now. We're both hoping that passes soon. So Happy New Year to all! I know ours is sure to be filled with excitement, hard work, and lots of decisions.........&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap. We're having a baby.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R3q13P-tCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZATIAlH_LlM/s1600-h/Baby+Allen+12-28-07_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R3q13P-tCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZATIAlH_LlM/s320/Baby+Allen+12-28-07_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150629084638545938" 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/8104367203931069201-1871197240953663272?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/1871197240953663272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=1871197240953663272&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/1871197240953663272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/1871197240953663272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2008/01/big-news.html' title='The &quot;Big&quot; News'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R3q13P-tCBI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZATIAlH_LlM/s72-c/Baby+Allen+12-28-07_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-263064413449416769</id><published>2007-12-22T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:51.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R23cG_-tB_I/AAAAAAAAACU/5tGBpti6yv4/s1600-h/DSCF0954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R23cG_-tB_I/AAAAAAAAACU/5tGBpti6yv4/s320/DSCF0954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147011961966102514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merry Christmas to all...There's a lot of people we wish we could see this Christmas, but we hope your holiday is full of joy, peace, and contentment. (Even if you don't get to be with US...I know that truly is a great loss for you.) To the left you can see how far our tree has come since my last post. Actually, it's pretty much dead now, but that's what you get when you cut a tree down and stick it in your house for a month.  It looks pretty anyway. Jess and I have officially declared tonight (Saturday) to be our own Private Christmas Eve. Tomorrow we will have our own Private Christmas Morning, and then head up to Big Bear where Mom and Bill and Grandma and Grandpa are waiting for us at a cabin they rented for the week. It just dumped snow up there, so hopefully it sticks around. We'll do some sledding, relax with hot beverages by a real wood fire, and thus it will presumably feel like a "real" Christmas this year - something we are both looking forward to. Due to Christmas on a Tuesday and the generosity of my boss, I get a four day weekend (Sat - Tues) -  and due forces unknown and unexpected, Jess actually gets four days off as well (Sun - Wed). So I'll probably actually just take an extra day off, and we'll stay up there until Wednesday. No need to rush into a 3 hr drive down a snowy mountain after eating a big Christmas dinner - that's what I always say at least. Well, as I said earlier, we hope you all have a wonderful holiday with your respective families and friends....And God bless us, every one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-263064413449416769?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/263064413449416769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=263064413449416769&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/263064413449416769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/263064413449416769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-christmas.html' title='Happy Christmas!'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R23cG_-tB_I/AAAAAAAAACU/5tGBpti6yv4/s72-c/DSCF0954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-8296982484894811061</id><published>2007-11-25T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:51.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it begins...</title><content type='html'>The holiday's are upon us. Resistance is futile, there is no escape... And surprisingly, (shocking in fact, even to myself) I find that as the mad holiday season prematurely descends upon us, I am almost...well...enjoying it? For one who is most often characterized as a humbug or a scrooge, this strange feeling of pleasure is quite different. Frankly, it's odd enough to internalize it, much less act upon it. But yet I already find myself willingly partaking in holiday activities. The day after Thanksgiving, my crazy wife went out shopping before the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R0oDUhofiLI/AAAAAAAAACE/-YKkSITLbeo/s1600-h/DSCF0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136921976129947826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R0oDUhofiLI/AAAAAAAAACE/-YKkSITLbeo/s320/DSCF0883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first of her two shifts at work. And in between her shifts, guess what? More shopping. And I offered to join her. The next day, she had a rare Saturday off, and I had the itinerary ready to make the most of it. My mom joined us, we had lunch, and then went shopping all afternoon - I even braved Michael's to help her pick up ornament-making supplies. Later at night we went and picked up a tree, then I sipped egg nog while we watched a movie and did some present wrapping. Now mind you, Jess would have done all that with or without me, but the point is I &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;volunteered&lt;/span&gt; to join her. I &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;planned&lt;/span&gt; half of the activities, for goodness sakes! And dang it, I had a good time!!! I remember being told that I would start to enjoy Christmas again when I had kids of my own to enjoy it with. Of course, kids are a little ways off yet, but apparently the same principle applies to my wife. As the complete opposite of me in almost every way, she doesn't have an ounce of scrooge in her. She loves every minute of the Christmas season, and I suspect she enjoys it even more than most children do. So since making her happy makes me happy, it would seem that I must come to terms with my new appreciative nature for the holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-8296982484894811061?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/8296982484894811061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=8296982484894811061&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/8296982484894811061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/8296982484894811061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins...'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/R0oDUhofiLI/AAAAAAAAACE/-YKkSITLbeo/s72-c/DSCF0883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-3420020443280331584</id><published>2007-10-30T20:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T21:16:37.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts, Infinite Sadness, and Air Travel</title><content type='html'>Well, the fires here are dying out, and things are getting back to normal. We saw Air Force One fly by the office last Thursday when Bush was touring the area. That was pretty cool. Things are busy at work...we are still wrapping up a big remodel and getting ready for all sorts of year end rush projects. I have my own (smallwindowless) office now, so that's cool too.  I was somewhat bummed to see the BoSox sweep the World Series...I was mildly hoping that the Rockies would take it. I would have at least liked to see a close series. Oh well, guess I'll just have to wait for the Mariners to make it next October. The real sadness that has befallen me lately however is due to my &lt;a href="http://www.sunnyso-cal.blogspot.com/"&gt;sister and bro in law.&lt;/a&gt; In what seemed like a hasty decision to outside eyes, they announced they were packing it up and moving back to Idaho in two weeks. Two weeks. Can you believe it? I was shocked and dismayed. That pretty much reduces my social circle by approximately 50%. (I suppose I should do something about that...) They knew they wanted to move back, and they just decided it would be better to do it now - before Brady invested alot of time and money into his photography business down here and then had to cut ties later. So they're going to stay in my Grandparent's house for a few months (Gma and Gpa are down here for the winter) and then I'm sure they will find a nice, newer house that's five times the size of our apartment for about half as much...*sigh*...nothing like that North Idaho Cost of Living. The only upside of the situation for me is that Jess and I are going to help drive them up there (gotta love roadtrips) and I should have at least one day in CDA to see some friends before I fly back. We're leaving on the 10th and should get up there late on the 11th. Jess is staying through the end of that week with her parents, so she's happy about that. I think we snagged the last of the cheap flights before the holiday weekend. I'm telling you, &lt;a href="http://www.xjet.com/"&gt;ExpressJet&lt;/a&gt; is the bomb diggity. Non-stop Spokane to San Diego - flight time under 2.5 hours - with taxes and fees...$80. Freaking crazy. Everyone in the Pacific NW needs to come visit me. Everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-3420020443280331584?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/3420020443280331584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=3420020443280331584&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/3420020443280331584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/3420020443280331584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2007/10/random-thoughts-infinite-sadness-and.html' title='Random Thoughts, Infinite Sadness, and Air Travel'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-5791111466244487581</id><published>2007-10-24T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:51.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>California Is Burning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/Rx__Bi37dUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7UsXUh-Zk-U/s1600-h/193856main_wildfire_oct22_516px.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 473px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/Rx__Bi37dUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7UsXUh-Zk-U/s320/193856main_wildfire_oct22_516px.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125095302977254722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unless you live in a cave with Osama, I'm sure you've heard about the So Cal wildfires going on. We got home from Israel safe and sound Saturday night (It was an incredible trip - I'll post more on that with pics later) and Sunday morning we noticed the smoke. Then things got pretty crazy down here. The San Diego fires have already collectively burned over 300,000 acres.  Somewhere around 1,200 homes have been destroyed, along with hundreds of commercial buildings. Hundreds more have been damaged. At one point they had evacuated around 500,000 people. Jess and I are quite safe where we are in La Jolla, but my Mom and Bill, and Lani and Brady and the fam all had to temporarily evacuate on Monday afternoon. Fortunately they were able to go home Tuesday afternoon though, and all is well. We had our friends Johnny and Brooke in town for a couple of days, and Lani and Brady ended up  having to stay Monday night with us as well. So we had 6 adults and 3 kids in a small 1 bedroom apartment for a while...that was interesting. :) That incredible NASA photo above shows you what the 50+ mph Santa Ana winds were doing to fuel the flames. They have finally died down, so I think the worst may be over. They have lifted quite a few mandatory evacuations, so a lot of people have been allowed to return home. I think quite a bit of progress was made today, though I think it will still be a while before everything is out. They now estimate that the largest fire, the Witch fire, is 10% contained (this is better than the 0% containment estimate made yesterday.) That one fire is responsible for 200,000 acres and 800 homes. President Bush is supposed to tour the area tomorrow...it's just crazy how much damage has been done so quickly. &lt;a href="http://www.signonsandiego.com/firemap/"&gt;This is one of the many maps that gives you an idea of just how big the burn areas are. &lt;/a&gt;So far the city has taken it very well. Most of the area business and restaurants are donating tons of free food and services. There's nothing but good reports from &lt;a href="http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5j2Fed3GM4XyxswLImxLvQ1G8YMYA"&gt;Qualcomm Stadium&lt;/a&gt;, where they housed about 10,000 evacuees. Our &lt;a href="http://www.therocksandiego.org/wildfires/"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt; opened as an evacuation center as well and was able to provide shelter, food, clothing, medical care, child care, etc. Like I said, I think Jess and I are safe here by the coast...and it's also comforting to know that in a worst case scenario we could easily fit everything valuable and important to us in our car. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-5791111466244487581?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/5791111466244487581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=5791111466244487581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/5791111466244487581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/5791111466244487581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2007/10/california-is-burning.html' title='California Is Burning'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/Rx__Bi37dUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7UsXUh-Zk-U/s72-c/193856main_wildfire_oct22_516px.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-5627098049338049959</id><published>2007-10-10T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:52.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Additions to The Fam...</title><content type='html'>No, not those kind of additions...In fact, Jess has decided to go back to school for a little bit starting in January (working towards a child development degree) so those kind of "additions"  will be put off for a little while longer...For now we will stick with our beta fish, Turbo The Survivor. (So monikered because "Turbo" fits his personality, and "The Survivor" as a tribute to when we went to Idaho and left him unattended for 10 days in our hot apartment with no AC...) Anyway...I did how&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RwzawYOsJ6I/AAAAAAAAABs/-Cl6JDQh6sA/s1600-h/Scooter1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RwzawYOsJ6I/AAAAAAAAABs/-Cl6JDQh6sA/s320/Scooter1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119707401086052258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ever make a couple of rather expensive purchases lately, the first of which being my lovely new scooter... It's a little 50cc 2002 Yamaha Vino - I was going to put this off, but I found a good deal and didn't want to look around for another six months. She's not perfect, but it sure beats walking a mile and a half to work every day. I'm open to name sugggestions, so far I'm thinking of going with "Gomer." Aaaaand as a necessity for our Israel trip, I also bought this new camera. It's a Fuji s6000 and it rocks. And I'm not even totally sure how to use it yet, but it rocks.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RwzbBIOsJ7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/7qzKZqWHd3U/s1600-h/445825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RwzbBIOsJ7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/7qzKZqWHd3U/s320/445825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119707688848861106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, speaking of our Israel trip...we're leaving tomorrow! Holy crap! (actually today...I need to get up in 5 1/2 hrs, so I should probably go to bed...) I worked like 13 hours today trying to get ready, and just now finished packing. Craziness. Well, providing I don't get blown up by any muslims, and I will definitely post some pics when I get back. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-5627098049338049959?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/5627098049338049959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=5627098049338049959&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/5627098049338049959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/5627098049338049959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-additions-to-fam.html' title='New Additions to The Fam...'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RwzawYOsJ6I/AAAAAAAAABs/-Cl6JDQh6sA/s72-c/Scooter1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-4278445541943212337</id><published>2007-10-06T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:52.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Street Scene</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RwhJ8IOsJ5I/AAAAAAAAABk/QRAkWVgmpR4/s1600-h/SS+Matt+Costa3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RwhJ8IOsJ5I/AAAAAAAAABk/QRAkWVgmpR4/s320/SS+Matt+Costa3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118422273856645010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a couple of weeks ago I ended up scoring a couple of tickets to &lt;a href="http://www.street-scene.com/"&gt;Street Scene&lt;/a&gt; from a lady I work with, who scored them from someone she used to work with etc... Jess and I had been wanting to go, but there was no way we were going to shell out that many clams for a good time. I had known there was a chance I would end up getting free tickets, but didn't think it was a very good chance, so I didn't say anything to Jess about it until I knew for sure (which was the day beforehand.) Anyway, long story short we ended up spending that Saturday afternoon there and had a pretty good time. I had gone down to Tecate that morning with Brady to shoot some video for a True Light Ministries project thing, so I was pretty wiped...but it was still sweet. The highlight for me, of course, was seeing Matt Costa play. He had a full band and played alot of new stuff...and it rocked. Even though he was on a small side stage, and the mix wasn't that good. Plus he had to compete with some other groups that were playing on other stages - the most noticeable being some rap group somewhere nearby, which made for some humorous moments and comments. (My favorite being when Matt Costa mentioned that he didn't know what they were doing "over there, but over here we're gonna play some MUSIC...") After his set, everyone was yelling for him to play "Sunshine" cause had neglected to do so...but they were ready to tear down the stage and he had to quit, so we walked away rather dejectedly...until Jess spotted him grabbing his guitar and running off the side of the stage. So we booked it back, and sure enough he was hanging out and playing unplugged for/with the 20 or so people that hung around....it was awesome. We also saw (among others) Augustana, and I was actually pleasantly surprised at their quality and depth (i had only heard that one radio song up until then.) And we saw Panic at the Disco, which was entertaining. The highlight for Jess though was the headliner for the night - Muse. They surprised me by actually opening their set with &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jV1bRfLHA3A"&gt;"Knights of Cydonia,"&lt;/a&gt; and followed it with more well-crafted (if not strange) music. I have to admit they are a little weird, but they did put on an impressive show. The only show I ended up missing that I wanted to see was G Love and Special Sauce. Well, plus I wish I could have gone back on Sunday to see The Killers and Brand New, but you know what they say about beggars and choosers...So anyway, there you have it. Street Scene: Lots of music, lots of fun, lots of drunk people making out in the mosh pits, coming home and smelling like pot...All in all a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-166733fe4dd59242" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RwhJ8IOsJ5I/AAAAAAAAABk/QRAkWVgmpR4/s72-c/SS+Matt+Costa3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-9213704928107977825</id><published>2007-09-07T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:54.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Boston and Being Busy</title><content type='html'>So I've been quite busy lately and have thoroughly neglected my new blog...no great loss I suppose. We moved to a new, larger, tiny one bedroom apartment the end of July, and we are enjoying it very much. So far I have only had to sell one kidney to cover rent. I spent the first week of August in Boston at an LPL conference...that was alot of fun. I highly recommend it as a good place to visit...it was so freaking muggy there though, it was ridiculous. But all of the people we ran into were extremely nice. They talk your ear off (esp the cab drivers) and they have wicked awesome accents to boot. Then Jess and I spent a week in the middle of August up in Idaho...It was great to get back home after a year and see everyone. Or at least almost everyone. I realized that I really missed the whole small-town feel of Cd'A. The day after we got in we just walked around downtown and I kept running into old friends...that just doesn't happen in SD. My body decided that since I wasn't working it was an okay time to finally get sick, so I ended up wasting a whole day in bed. But we still crammed alot in, and we got to go to my cousin Holly's wedding before we left too.  All in all a good break. I didn't really have time to take alot of pictures back home, and we really only had one day in Boston to bum around...but here are a few quick visual highlites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below left is the balcony of the old statehouse where Bostonians had their copy of the Declaration of Independence read to them (the "Boston Massacre" occurred about 20 yards in front of this building. - Below right is, well, Paul Revere's grave...&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuImRZlNfbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/31l3iLEBzM4/s1600-h/DSCF0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuImRZlNfbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/31l3iLEBzM4/s320/DSCF0404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107687007758155186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuIllplNfaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Mh0oSS0RR_A/s1600-h/DSCF0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 141px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuIllplNfaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Mh0oSS0RR_A/s320/DSCF0389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107686256138878370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuIneJlNfdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7mSGdEUWZHw/s1600-h/DSCF0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuIneJlNfdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7mSGdEUWZHw/s320/DSCF0422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107688326313115090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuIm95lNfcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/EyBdd5vegro/s1600-h/DSCF0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuIm95lNfcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/EyBdd5vegro/s320/DSCF0423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107687772262333890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above left is the steeple of the Old North Church (Christ Church) where Robert Newman hung two lanterns to signal Paul Revere - And above right is the pulpit inside the church (Charles Wesley once preached there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had oysters on the half shell at the Union Oyster House - the oldest continuously running restaurant in the states...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuIsbZlNffI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kP6MafosovM/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuIsbZlNffI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kP6MafosovM/s320/Image008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107693776626613746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuIr-5lNfeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hOGKJYAA5Ho/s1600-h/DSCF0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 165px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuIr-5lNfeI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hOGKJYAA5Ho/s320/DSCF0416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107693287000341986" 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;And we had some drinks at the Bell In Hand - the oldest tavern in the states...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuIs0plNfgI/AAAAAAAAABE/5jCkxWXqsuk/s1600-h/DSCF0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuIs0plNfgI/AAAAAAAAABE/5jCkxWXqsuk/s320/DSCF0415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107694210418310658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuItNplNfhI/AAAAAAAAABM/AyWEYyzIuyw/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuItNplNfhI/AAAAAAAAABM/AyWEYyzIuyw/s320/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107694639915040274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuIuXJlNfjI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZJZNtidpNyE/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuIuXJlNfjI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZJZNtidpNyE/s320/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107695902635425330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the keynote speakers at the conference was good old George H. W. So that was pretty cool. He's looking pretty old though. Anyway...I'll make a folder on myspace and post these and others. I'm definitely in the market for a better camera before we go to Israel next month....How many kidneys does a body have again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-9213704928107977825?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/9213704928107977825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=9213704928107977825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/9213704928107977825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/9213704928107977825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2007/09/business-and-boston-pics.html' title='On Boston and Being Busy'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/RuImRZlNfbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/31l3iLEBzM4/s72-c/DSCF0404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-889748566490733564</id><published>2007-07-10T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T10:40:36.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Reasons I Love Baseball</title><content type='html'>In honor of the All-Star game being played right now, I thought I would compile a list of the reasons I truly love baseball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#10&lt;/span&gt; - It's American.  Although (like anything in the West) it may have it's primitive origins elsewhere, the development of baseball as we know it is distinctly American. It has long been considered our "national pastime" and even been described as a "national religion". And yet it still has magnificently interesting diversity, with players from the U.S., Canada, Mexico, Venezuela, Puerto Rico, Dominican Republic, Japan, Korea, Australia...you name it. And if the embargo is ever lifted, look for a huge influx of Cuban players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#9&lt;/span&gt; - It's a summer sport. I hate being cold. Granted, my M's had four games straight snowed out this spring, and October can get pretty nippy, but the majority of the season occurs during the hallowed months of summer. Nothing like a cold beer on a hot day at the ballpark. Which leads me to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#8&lt;/span&gt; - It has a long season.  162 games.  Plus 2 playoff SERIES, plus the World SERIES. No ten game season and a 1 game showdown here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#7&lt;/span&gt; - It's full of nice guys. Sure, not 100%. There will always be the Barry Bonds and Jose Consecos, but for the most part, baseball is dominated by hard working, respectable guys. Not overpaid thugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#6&lt;/span&gt; - Everyone gets cool nicknames. Even the managers and coaches can have them. This can usually be accomplished by either shortening a first or last name, or adding a 'y' to the end, or often a combination of the two. In certain cases, a completely unique, honorary name can be bestowed. The result makes for an exceedingly more colorful listening and discussing experience. The Big Unit, The Kid, Papi, Ichi, Wash, Grover, Bone - heck, you can even get away with calling a 6'8" first baseman named Richie Sexson "Big Sexy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#5&lt;/span&gt; - The coaches wear uniforms. Hey, these guys stopped looking good in stirrup pants a looong time ago. But they're out there suited up just like their players. It's a team effort, folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#4&lt;/span&gt; - It's a thinking man's game. Statistics. Strategy. It's all about the numbers. Batting averages, ERA, lefty-righty match ups, slugging percentage, fielding percentage, OBP, OPS, WHIP...If it can be calculated, it's a statistic. And the managers and players study them well. There are leaders in every stat, and sacred records doomed to be broken. Plus they all get cool acronyms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#3 &lt;/span&gt;- It has tons of exciting plays. It has been said that baseball is the ultimate combination of skill, timing, athleticism, and strategy. The home run certainly has captured the most attention over the years, but even that can come in a variety of ways. The walk off, the grand slam, or perhaps the inside the park homer, as was accomplished by Ichiro in today's All Star game for the first time in history. But for a true baseball fan, a sac bunt or a suicide squeeze can be infinitely more exciting than a homer. Triples are exciting. There's running, leaping, and  sliding catches. Robbing base hits and home runs and stealing bases. A towering upper-deck drive, or a dribbler down the line that keeps the inning alive, it's all exciting when you understand the wonderful subtleties and nuances of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#2&lt;/span&gt; - It's unique. Virtually every other major team sport (and even a few individual sports) are simply variations of the same theme. Hockey, Basketball, Soccer, Football, Tennis, Volleyball - they all involve either moving an object to opposite sides of a playing field, or hitting it back and forth across a divider. The field, the gameplay, the complex rules - the very essence of baseball is unique, refreshing, and imaginative. Which leads me to reason numero uno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#1&lt;/span&gt; - It ain't over til it's over. One of the unique qualities of baseball is it's lack of a clock. Unlike other major team sports, there is no way to gain a lead and simply kill the clock. Sure, if a team is ahead after 9 innings, they win. But they have to get that 27th out. There is no "sudden death" to restrain rallies, and extra innings can last indefinitely. And while my Mariners have been on the losing side of one of the biggest comeback in baseball history  - they blew a 12 run lead over the Cleveland Indians on August 5, 2001, losing 15-14 in 11 innings - they also embodied the comeback spirit of baseball during the unforgettable "Refuse to Lose" season of 1995. Game 5 of the ALDS vs. the damn Yankees. Bottom of the 11th, 2 on, down by 1 run...well, why don't you just go &lt;a href="http://seattle.mariners.mlb.com/news/article.jsp?ymd=20070531&amp;amp;content_id=1996747&amp;amp;vkey=news_sea&amp;amp;fext=.jsp&amp;amp;c_id=sea"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and click on  "Martinez's historic ALDS Game 5 double" and see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-889748566490733564?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/889748566490733564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=889748566490733564&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/889748566490733564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/889748566490733564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2007/07/top-10-reasons-i-love-baseball.html' title='Top 10 Reasons I Love Baseball'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-2114427755168563611</id><published>2007-07-09T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T19:35:38.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary! (To Me)</title><content type='html'>So today is our one year anniversary! It's crazy really...I can't believe it has been a whole year. Seemed like it flew by...even though everything was new and we made a lot of memories...well, guess I just shot my own theory to hell. But I would just like to take a moment and say that I am so happily married to the most beautiful and incredible woman in the entire world and I love her to death. We just got back from spending a long weekend out in Palm Springs. It was really nice to get away for a few days and just relax. It was  114 out there and we loved it. We spent Saturday at Knotts Soak City water park, and went out to a couple nice dinners. Now it's back to the grind for a few weeks, then we are moving to a new apartment on the 28th (can't wait) and I just found out I'll be flying to Boston for a conference on the 29th. I'll get back on the 3rd and then we'll fly out the following weekend to Coeur d'Alene for a week. Then it will be back to normal for about a month before we head to Israel. Guess it's shaping up to be a busy summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8104367203931069201-2114427755168563611?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/2114427755168563611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=2114427755168563611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/2114427755168563611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/2114427755168563611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-today-is-our-one-year-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary! (To Me)'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104367203931069201.post-4180869718939095992</id><published>2007-07-04T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T23:05:41.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praeteritum enim iam non est et futurum nondum est.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For the past is not now, and the future is not yet."&lt;br /&gt;- St. Augustine from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Confessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And so I begin my foray into the world of blogging: with an explanation of my blog's title and a few thoughts on time. St. Augustine devoted the second half of book 11 from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Confessions &lt;/span&gt;to the pursuit of understanding the concept of time and memory. "What then is time?" He asks, "If no one  asks me, I know, if I want to explain it to someone who asks, I do not know. " To drastically boil down an intriguing piece of writing, it seems that Augustine argues the philosophical doctrine known as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;presentism&lt;/span&gt; - essentially that "Neither that which will be, nor that which is past, exists now." He delves into such mysteries of how we can measure something that is continually passing, what constitutes a "long time" and a "short time", what roles our memories have, and what God was doing before He created the world. I've always found the concept of time rather fascinating - as Augustine noted, it seems simple until you have to think about or explain it. We measure it by the movement of heavenly bodies, calendar pages, and watch hands. We feel it's effects. But what is it?  The passage of time is unstoppable. It marches on with astounding regularity. And yet it can seem so subjective! Why is it that virtually every human (including myself) can attest that their years seem to grow terribly shorter the older they get? All that remains of the past is our memories, and memories seem to consist primarily of lives highs, lows, and new experiences. Surely our youth flew by in our business, but in retrospect we view those years as being much longer than the ones today. Is that because everything was new and we created so many memories? As we settle in  to  the routine of a responsible working adult with all our plans in place, do we cease to make as many memories, and thus time speeds up? Like Augustine, I must admit that I find both comfort and infinitely more mystery in the fact that God exists beyond these limitations that He created. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spe enim salui facti sumus et promissa tua per patientiam expectamus.&lt;/span&gt; "By hope we are saved, through patience we wait for your promises."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does any of this rambling have to do with anything - especially the title of my new blog? For that I must give credit to my friend, Jack Freeman. He penned the simplest of profound statements in the refrain of the song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Here and Now&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;blockquote&gt;"Why, if life is lived between big plans, do I sit with idle, folded hands? Life aint lived when you're thinking about what's around the bend - the here and now is your only chance to make a difference in the end."&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am the king of living between big plans. I'm the Grand Potentate of the Procrastinator's Partnership Worldwide. Okay, so no such organization exists, but if anyone ever got around to starting it, I would be the Grand Potentate. And I am not alone. Nearly everyone, to one degree or another, seems to glory in the memories of the  past and  elaborate on the plans of the future; all the while forgetting that what really matters is what they are doing now - at that exact, precise moment. Because neither of the other things they speak of even exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&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/8104367203931069201-4180869718939095992?l=betweenbigplans.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/feeds/4180869718939095992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8104367203931069201&amp;postID=4180869718939095992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/4180869718939095992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8104367203931069201/posts/default/4180869718939095992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://betweenbigplans.blogspot.com/2007/07/praeteritum-enim-iam-non-est-et-futurum.html' title='On Time'/><author><name>Jerry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14001203228903831713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRr2Z-bqFSo/SS4sEbPbucI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gcLSWAE25o4/S220/IMG_9970.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
