<?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-519102827228266698</id><updated>2011-07-30T15:32:44.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Jolley</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950996664304377182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519102827228266698.post-7310555858105573605</id><published>2009-12-24T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T11:56:46.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Christmas Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ed0a771e9424465a" 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://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ded0a771e9424465a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B68D24330E6906A741B154D6AF7994582D87516.5286E5EB06A4608AFA6940D37EB497F55FE56675%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded0a771e9424465a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCXFjHD4oeS2v7MuwPlWQrfWoGIw&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://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ded0a771e9424465a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B68D24330E6906A741B154D6AF7994582D87516.5286E5EB06A4608AFA6940D37EB497F55FE56675%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded0a771e9424465a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCXFjHD4oeS2v7MuwPlWQrfWoGIw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I credit Mike Lee with the inspiration for this year's Christmas Card Video.  I hope you've had a great 2009.  May your holidays be warm, and the new year bright.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519102827228266698-7310555858105573605?l=mikejolley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/feeds/7310555858105573605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519102827228266698&amp;postID=7310555858105573605' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/7310555858105573605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/7310555858105573605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-christmas-video.html' title='2009 Christmas Video'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950996664304377182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519102827228266698.post-6371293364411626772</id><published>2008-06-25T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:53:52.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bucket List:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bucket list is a list of things you want to do before you kick the bucket (die). I watched the Rob Reiner film and found it interesting. So, as a subject for writing, I will start my Bucket List. And yes, I am dying....just like everyone else. It’s just that I’m currently doing it comfortably. Here’s the ten I can currently think of:&lt;br /&gt;1. I’d like to sail along the Fjords of Norway at the height of summer sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;2. I will marry the girl of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to ski black diamonds well into my 70s.&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to take my dad to New England, where he can give me a tour of his mission.&lt;br /&gt;5. I’d like to walk along the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;6. I will hold my own child, and have a little talk together&lt;br /&gt;7. I want to shoot even par on a regulation golf course.&lt;br /&gt;8. I will be debt free by age 40.&lt;br /&gt;9. I’d like to revisit Denmark, the land of my mission, and talk with people I knew when I was a missionary.&lt;br /&gt;10. I would like take an extensive tour of the Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Celtics, The Lakers, and the Kobe Dilemma:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to compare and contrast the Celtics and Lakers, and why the Lakers can’t win with Kobe Bryant. I realize that the NBA finals are just finished, but I cannot help but compare the Celtics and the Lakers, as has been done so many times before. This scenario will demonstrate why Kobe Bryant really isn’t the MVP; rather he may be in fact be the reason why the Lakers currently cannot win it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2003-2004, the Lakers had 4 All-Stars signed: Kobe Bryant, Shaquille O’Neal, Karl Malone, and Gary Payton.&lt;br /&gt;In 2006-2007, the Celtics had 3 All-Stars signed: Ray Allen, Paul Pierce, and Kevin Garnett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2003-2004, Karl Malone and Gary Payton humbly took a back seat to Kobe and Shaq; Kobe and Shaq both argued throughout a moderately successful season, and then made the NBA Finals a spectacle for their argument, and lost to the Detroit Pistons in 5 games.&lt;br /&gt;In 2006-2007, Ray Allen, Paul Pierce, and Kevin Garnett spoke to the media about how each player was for the team, and then went out and played that way. Each stepped up when it was their strengths could lift the team to victory; in addition, they graciously stepped aside when a teammates strengths were critical to win. In other words, they didn’t allow their ego to deter the others from displaying their strengths. This team play resulted in a successful season and a NBA Finals victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the summer of 2004, the Lakers were forced to lose 3 All-Stars because of Kobe’s ego. The Lakers were unable to replace the talent.&lt;br /&gt;In the summer of 2008, I predict the Celtics’ players will acknowledge their teammates and continue to have All-Stars for next season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kobe is very talented, but team-player is not one of his strong areas. We continue to hear Kobe cry for help (which he got in Pau Gasol in 2007), but continues to fail in team play. I understand the NBA has invested in Kobe, but I cannot understand how he can be named MVP when he struggles to play well with the other players. Laker fans should only hope he again begs for a trade, and the management obliges. I, being a Jazz fan, only hope that the Jazz stay Kobe-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Facebook:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I decided to join the network of Facebook. I knew there were pictures of me on it, and I decided that I better sign up and determine what pictures were on the open web. My friends have given me a warm welcome, and I guess I’ll have to stay up to date with this new-fangled networking tool. And no, I haven’t seen any questionable pictures of me...(I mean there aren’t any)....,so I guess I’ll have to keep it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mets Update: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was saddened to find out that the NY Mets fired Willie Randolph. He has been a manager after my own heart. Can I say I disagreed with a few of his decisions? Yes, I think even he regrets a few of his decisions, but at the time, they seemed good. But I wish him well in the future, and I hope the NY Mets management will reconsider their error, apologize publicly to Willie, and plead for him to lead the team again. Okay, back to reality, I hope the NY Mets organization will hire somebody who can lead like Willie......because we know we need to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;New Interns: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a challenge in late June and early July. It’s the time of new interns. For my residency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;program, we had the new interns start yesterday. I congratulate them, welcome them, and finally challenge them to excel. It is difficult, but thousands before them have succeeded and so will they. And now only time, patience, and work separate them from their goal. May God grant me that patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mountain Biking:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I recently had a fever to go Mountain Biking. My friend Luke and I had a good time up along a trail off the Angeles Crest Highway. There were a few technical turns, a punishing uphill climb, and single track fun. Plus, the stream at the bottom was a nice addition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519102827228266698-6371293364411626772?l=mikejolley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/feeds/6371293364411626772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519102827228266698&amp;postID=6371293364411626772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/6371293364411626772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/6371293364411626772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/2008/06/bucket-list-bucket-list-is-list-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950996664304377182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519102827228266698.post-2906284805734898883</id><published>2008-05-31T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T18:35:02.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings from high above Phoenix, AZ. I have just departed Phoenix on my way to Washington, D.C.   A CIR convention starts this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But as I have a bit of time, I thought that I should catch up on some loose ends. Mainly, updating my blog, finishing up a presentation for work, catching a little sleep, and playing a few games...maybe chess, maybe sudoku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle and Marianne:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have had a great time after returning from Florida. My sisters Michelle and Marianne arrived the following day for a week's visit. We were saddened to discover Deborah and her family would not be joining us because of illness. We did make due however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our vacation together was fun. Here’s some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The Price is Right. I’ve been a fan for years. Perhaps this is best evidenced by a computer program based on TPIR that I created in Jr. high school. I confess my inconsistency in watching the show, but I have enjoyed it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206612009294768386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="208" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SEGaCWFMKQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uURfRywK0F4/s320/Price_Is_Right_Logo.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt; I’ve offered to take my family to the show whenever they came out, and Marianne and Michelle were the first to take me up on that offer. We didn’t know that the tickets were rather meaningless. We didn’t have reservations as we thought. We arrived at the said time, but didn’t get in the first taping of the day. Apparently large groups get priority over reserved tickets. I guess some people had arrived 4 hours before the designated time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we waited and made it in for the second taping. Ironically, our show should air today. To our disappointment, we didn’t get called down to contestants row, but we did have fun and made a new friend in a wonderful, retired woman whom we sat next to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did learn a bit about attending the show. Plan to attend the afternoon showing. It’s less busy and you’ll get in; You avoid LA’s morning rush hour; and if you don’t get in, you don’t need to wait around to see if you’ll get in the next taping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please don't forget to vote for your favorite Price is Right Game on this week's poll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Disneyland. Doesn’t everyone love this place. We had a fun time. We mostly rode the adult rides, and it was fun. Space Mountain is my fave; Indiana Jones is Marianne’s fave, and Michelle’s fave is probably the Haunted House. We also enjoyed Pirates of the Caribbean, Big Thunder Mountain, and the Matterhorn. Here’s a picture of a couple of kids on Buzz Lightyear’s ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206612726554306834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SEGasGFMKRI/AAAAAAAAAEY/4l_u-so-9Po/s320/Mike-and-Michelle-Disney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;3. Angels Baseball. In reality, we are all NY fans. I’m a Mets fan, and my sisters are Yankee fans. But since no NY was scheduled to visit LA during their trip, we got tickets to Oakland vs. Anaheim. As always, a night at the ballpark was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Hollywood Boulevard. Despite multiple trips to SoCal, my sisters had never walked Hollywood Blvd (a.k.a. the Hollywood Walk of Fame). We ventured down for an afternoon. Marianne got spooked. Granted, we didn’t want tickets for a taping for America Gladiators, especially from dudes in a less-than-impressive Spiderman suit or a Sponge-Bob Square Pants. In the end, we did visit the Kodak theatere, the Chinese theater, and stop in souvenir shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. The Beach. Any trip to SoCal could be incomplete without a trip to the beach. Marianne and I hit the boogie boards and threw the frisbee while Michelle soaked up the sun. Marianne was also dying to be covered with sand, so Michelle and I did our best. She objected when we tried to cover her face; maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e0e2e91ea149fd58" 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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De0e2e91ea149fd58%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE43F8DCAD7C3160A55AEC592DBB74AC70E4F96F.48276AD2E3CF0077FFA0A8CC4E246F3B876346B8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De0e2e91ea149fd58%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmkVmYu35AnE_CLXFVAnSCFL90VQ&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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De0e2e91ea149fd58%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE43F8DCAD7C3160A55AEC592DBB74AC70E4F96F.48276AD2E3CF0077FFA0A8CC4E246F3B876346B8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De0e2e91ea149fd58%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmkVmYu35AnE_CLXFVAnSCFL90VQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a70c34e23191062a" 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://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da70c34e23191062a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64AFF63AAFF2B8A485153D72DDB4E9C1E4FFA1F6.81765A4B7CCD4494BEDCB19AB718C4D5C0070407%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da70c34e23191062a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfrDrULIc-tALLuydCfJa7HykJ70&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://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da70c34e23191062a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64AFF63AAFF2B8A485153D72DDB4E9C1E4FFA1F6.81765A4B7CCD4494BEDCB19AB718C4D5C0070407%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da70c34e23191062a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfrDrULIc-tALLuydCfJa7HykJ70&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Little Tijuana and Little China (and little Phillipines and little.....) We had a great time on Olvera Street and in one of the walking areas in Little China. Michelle suggested that they get some toy accordians. I’m hoping I’ll be available to hear their first concert after a little practice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206622819727452450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SEGj3mFMKSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2n46MsFmHdg/s320/IMG_0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 7. Others: The Getty Villa, In-and-Out Burger, The Glendale ward including with a surprise Sunday school lesson, and games (i.e Settlers of Catan). Let’s just say we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206624035203197234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SEGk-WFMKTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/eAqzbstNqSI/s320/IMG_0278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For my Mom:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now it’s a week late, but I’d like to dedicate this to my mom. We recently reflected on my childhood rearing. Here’s a few highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One morning during my years in elementary school, my mother had told me to make my bed before leaving. I was heading out the door, when she asked if I had made my bed. I told her that I had not, and put up an argument. She won, and I marched downstairs., but instead of performing the task, I ran downstairs and then right back up. She asked if I had made my bed. I lied and left for school. To my surprise and embarrassment, my mom came to my classroom, and announced that she needed to take me out of class for about 15 minutes. She marched me home to make my bed and promptly returned me to school. You imagine I never tried that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like most children, video games, computers, and TV were exciting, and I was less enthusiastic about reading. However, my mother felt strongly about reading and would give us a book every year for Christmas. At first, I was surprised, because it was not something I usually requested from Santa Claus, but over the years, I got used to expecting an unknown book. Most of the time, the book would sit on the shelf for months, until she insisted I read it. I appreciate my mother’s emphasis on reading, because it has helped me appreciate it and discover great stories and ideas, and take time to enjoy good literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sports:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MLB:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I wrote that on the way out to D.C., but I’ve returned and now I’m intent on publishing this blog. I just wanted to tell you about my Mets. I’ve been fortunate to be able to attend several major league baseball games. My friend Dan attended the Mets/Dodgers series with me, and although the Mets struggled here in LA, they were still fun to cheer on. The Rasmussen’s also came down from Visalia to attend the Dodgers/Cardinals game. I’m still waiting to catch a homerun, but its been fun watching the best in baseball. (P.S. I hear Pedro Martinez will be back on the mound come Tuesday against the Giants. Go Mets, and welcome back pedro. We’ve sorely missed you!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206625847679396178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SEGmn2FMKVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4OLZBqbSPrI/s320/pedro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;NBA:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To my beloved Utah Jazz, I congratulation them on a fantastic season. I was sorry to see them not beat the Lakers, but they gave the Lakers all they could handle. Despite losing in the playoffs, it was a great year: 54-28 is a great record, and we played tough. I can't wait for another good year.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206710209427024226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SEHzWWFMKWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/rhzGq1iXdvA/s320/the+jazz.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519102827228266698-2906284805734898883?l=mikejolley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a70c34e23191062a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e0e2e91ea149fd58&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/feeds/2906284805734898883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519102827228266698&amp;postID=2906284805734898883' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/2906284805734898883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/2906284805734898883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/2008/05/greetings-from-high-above-phoenix-az.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950996664304377182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SEGaCWFMKQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uURfRywK0F4/s72-c/Price_Is_Right_Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519102827228266698.post-7855303582790928458</id><published>2008-05-15T16:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:10:34.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a short</title><content type='html'>I have plenty to write about. Everything from a visit from my sisters Michelle and Marianne, a Mother's Day thought, attending the Mets-Dodgers games, and so much more. But alas, I've been busy with work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple fun strips until I get my next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200774941267372322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="345" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SCzdQRL-qSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OxsiI6Gqgg4/s320/Calvin%252Band%252BHobbes.gif" width="429" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the above, I often feel like Calvin. But mostly like Hobbes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(For those who have difficulty reading it, check out the following link:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWVerE0XOK0/RqfX4kcWy0I/AAAAAAAAAjE/8Y9T-GwstiY/s1600-h/Calvin+and+Hobbes.gif"&gt;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KWVerE0XOK0/RqfX4kcWy0I/AAAAAAAAAjE/8Y9T-GwstiY/s1600-h/Calvin+and+Hobbes.gif&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200758616096680210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SCzOaBL-qRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TV9fCWfUNfM/s320/calvin-writing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200758272499296514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SCzOGBL-qQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dBYH5PktqFk/s320/calvin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519102827228266698-7855303582790928458?l=mikejolley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/feeds/7855303582790928458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519102827228266698&amp;postID=7855303582790928458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/7855303582790928458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/7855303582790928458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-short.html' title='Just a short'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950996664304377182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SCzdQRL-qSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OxsiI6Gqgg4/s72-c/Calvin%252Band%252BHobbes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519102827228266698.post-2647440118010328628</id><published>2008-04-17T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:26:25.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blogging Education</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. Blogging by Professor Ethington:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I was recently in Northern California visiting with some friends. Like good friends, I felt fortunate to have been blessed by their generosity. Landon and Shadley informed me of the adventure and then patiently waited until I reached Visalia. We then headed in the Rasmussen's stylin' van to the Petersens in Suisun City. We played a little rock band. I admit that I'm a novice, and I was intimidated by Alex and Sydney's mad-skills, but in all, I had a great time. To my delight, the Ethington family was also visiting from Toledo, and Morgan was very good at instructing me in blogging 101. Thanks to Morgan, I've learned about making this blog more fun.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I only have two pictures from the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6p_ZOuWdI/AAAAAAAAADk/bGJiXRuQdDs/s1600-h/NorCal-trip-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192274326974257618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6p_ZOuWdI/AAAAAAAAADk/bGJiXRuQdDs/s320/NorCal-trip-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon and I finished our Sundaes without problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6qzZOuWeI/AAAAAAAAADs/0h8XLhG8PF0/s1600-h/NorCal-trip-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192275220327455202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6qzZOuWeI/AAAAAAAAADs/0h8XLhG8PF0/s320/NorCal-trip-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Florida Vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have had one fine week in Florida. Right now, I chatting with my sister-in-law, Lori. She is telling me that I should talk about the top ten most memorable experiences on this trip. Here's her wish fulfilled:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Dave's work.&lt;/strong&gt; I surprised to see that my brother already has his dream office on the 14th Floor over-looking downtown JAX. At age 33, he has reached the top, and what more can he hope to accomplish. How depressing! In reality, we had a great time as he introduced me to his co-workers who begged me for some embarrassing stories.... Lunch at the burrito gallery was pretty good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6XlZOuWbI/AAAAAAAAADU/KBhBwWcrlyI/s1600-h/IMG_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192254089088358834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6XlZOuWbI/AAAAAAAAADU/KBhBwWcrlyI/s320/IMG_0189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's an extra picture of JEA's Mr. January (P.S. Dave, I want my own autographed copy, since I hear you gave one to Julie.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6XGJOuWaI/AAAAAAAAADM/MzZGHErJZTo/s1600-h/IMG_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192253552217446818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6XGJOuWaI/AAAAAAAAADM/MzZGHErJZTo/s320/IMG_0188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;-Megan's Gymnastics.&lt;/strong&gt; My niece is not just beautiful, she is also talented. She let me come to her gymnastics class with her and her mom. She worked out for 1 hour doing tumbling and un-even bars. She is awesome. Here's a video of her tumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e8c4a17c94cd598f" 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://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8c4a17c94cd598f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1485580C325A7F84255D0F64302CED73C03125D.117D25ED49CCEB08853C12414CE115677BC340C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8c4a17c94cd598f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBP5e4lMwjElLfKmAzp3xAlLNEuU&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://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8c4a17c94cd598f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1485580C325A7F84255D0F64302CED73C03125D.117D25ED49CCEB08853C12414CE115677BC340C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8c4a17c94cd598f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBP5e4lMwjElLfKmAzp3xAlLNEuU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Saturday with the Girls.&lt;/strong&gt; An unexpected wedding forced a change of plans, but it created a fun day for me with my nieces. We made some fun cards for their aunts, played at the park, ate dinner at McDonalds (their favorite restaurant), made brownies al a mode, and watched a fun movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Sunday BBQ.&lt;/strong&gt; I enjoyed a relaxing, Sunday afternoon BBQ including Hamburgers, macaroni salad, and baked beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Late night Miracle Whip runs.&lt;/strong&gt; Life always has its share of unexpected events, and it occured late one night. The jar of Miracle Whip was empty. Panic ensued. After an awaking slap back into reality, we made what was to be a journey never to be forgotten. Every store seemed to be closed. No Winn-Dixie; No Target; No Kroger. How could life be so unfair? Could we ever see peace on Earth? Luckily, Walmart saved the day. They had six bottles left that late night, and a potential disaster was avoided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Learning to blog.&lt;/strong&gt; Lori wanted to learn how to set up her own blog. So, I helped her with my limited knowledge. I hope you will check out the link to her blog on the column on the left. Way to go Lori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Beach Day&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't know if there could have been a better day to go to the beach. One of my all-time favorite activities is building stuff in the sand. So, we set out to make a couple of sand's most fabled objects: a pyramid and a sphinx.  In addition, we had a great time in the Atlantic Ocean. See the video below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6RlZOuWZI/AAAAAAAAADE/nl4Gt48-X6k/s1600-h/IMG_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192247492018592146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6RlZOuWZI/AAAAAAAAADE/nl4Gt48-X6k/s320/IMG_0204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3c1490470f185e4c" 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://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3c1490470f185e4c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B07BBA2B997F1D2D071B416A83865D1C74EC8AE.82C238E9F4326C3BF00ED812BA685F2D75210569%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3c1490470f185e4c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvIXvTsR_mRK6wyWuhZqjPSewYbA&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://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3c1490470f185e4c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B07BBA2B997F1D2D071B416A83865D1C74EC8AE.82C238E9F4326C3BF00ED812BA685F2D75210569%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3c1490470f185e4c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvIXvTsR_mRK6wyWuhZqjPSewYbA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b0b597e66d1d995a" 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://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db0b597e66d1d995a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D492C69C752EE1C05EA4AE9C281BC018DC26341E1.83FE6B965EC9AB3CB623C5E7271E07275B8D7CCB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db0b597e66d1d995a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7-TuB4qnrqcYciSKDGTTiVMKDUE&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://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db0b597e66d1d995a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D492C69C752EE1C05EA4AE9C281BC018DC26341E1.83FE6B965EC9AB3CB623C5E7271E07275B8D7CCB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db0b597e66d1d995a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7-TuB4qnrqcYciSKDGTTiVMKDUE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Petting sting rays at the zoo.&lt;/strong&gt; Lori and the kids treated me to a day at the Jacksonville zoo. Megan and Emily told me that I was in for fun, but I had no idea until we arrived and paid $2.50 to pet live sting rays. We got a little fish food, and fed them too. I have a video below, and it shows my excitement as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aeed28b057d7e3e2" 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://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daeed28b057d7e3e2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC012E289985D8EE95202FF3810E17E2F9138FC.6F220C2E35F79B26C628E69F4766EBA03EE9D147%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daeed28b057d7e3e2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfX-CSlj3w9_91_bEIedQ2ASWoPg&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://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daeed28b057d7e3e2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC012E289985D8EE95202FF3810E17E2F9138FC.6F220C2E35F79B26C628E69F4766EBA03EE9D147%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daeed28b057d7e3e2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfX-CSlj3w9_91_bEIedQ2ASWoPg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9ca55dabe7b556cc" 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://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9ca55dabe7b556cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35C6AB08C4E3E5C0732293F13E30AEED3E68E7CC.4D218948B5EBBF02C0435CAA27167C5098A0C17D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9ca55dabe7b556cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DADvDblsT5fzz6BGw4MsKGXYgkFI&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://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9ca55dabe7b556cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35C6AB08C4E3E5C0732293F13E30AEED3E68E7CC.4D218948B5EBBF02C0435CAA27167C5098A0C17D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9ca55dabe7b556cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DADvDblsT5fzz6BGw4MsKGXYgkFI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of my nieces outside the monkey cage sharing their best monkey impression.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6O9ZOuWYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Xo7NFl41irg/s1600-h/IMG_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192244605800569218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6O9ZOuWYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Xo7NFl41irg/s320/IMG_0265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; -Running barefoot after a bus at the Kennedy Space Center.&lt;/strong&gt; This was a great day full of science and exploration. We both tried the new flight simulation machine and watched the 2 new 3D IMAX films, and concur that these are good additions. However, the best part was the new, guided tour which takes you up closer to the launch pads. We were able to ask questions to our live guide, and had a pleasant experience. After the tour however, we did have our only drama of the day.....I realized I had left my camera on the bus, just a minute or two after getting off. I went running back toward the bus. As you know, flipflops are not easy to run in, and so I flipped them off and ran barefoot back to the bus. I'm glad I got my camera back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6njZOuWcI/AAAAAAAAADc/0O3gK4pFTJ0/s1600-h/IMG_0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192271646914664898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6njZOuWcI/AAAAAAAAADc/0O3gK4pFTJ0/s320/IMG_0230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out this link to see where the International Space Station is above your home town: &lt;a href="http://spaceflight.nasa.gov/station"&gt;http://spaceflight.nasa.gov/station&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Baseball game.&lt;/strong&gt; We scored some great tickets to the Dodgers' AA-affiliate in Jacksonville, the Suns. Our seats were the first row just a few feet off center behind home plate. We also had the major league scouts sitting near us with their speed guns. We enjoyed it a lot, however we skipped out early from the gospel rock concert after watching the post-game fireworks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519102827228266698-2647440118010328628?l=mikejolley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3c1490470f185e4c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9ca55dabe7b556cc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=aeed28b057d7e3e2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b0b597e66d1d995a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e8c4a17c94cd598f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/feeds/2647440118010328628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519102827228266698&amp;postID=2647440118010328628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/2647440118010328628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/2647440118010328628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-blogging-education.html' title='My Blogging Education'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950996664304377182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/SA6p_ZOuWdI/AAAAAAAAADk/bGJiXRuQdDs/s72-c/NorCal-trip-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519102827228266698.post-6037239104983910578</id><published>2008-03-02T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T23:17:14.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Approaching the present</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. Approaching the present.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like you are running in the past, trying to catch up to the present, and given up on ever getting a head of the pack in the future. That was me. As of two weeks ago, I was operating on a 2001 desktop computer running on 256K of SDRAM, and trying to run Windows XP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past year or so, I've been running in the technological past. The worst part was that I had grown accustomed to it. It became more apparent than two weeks ago during a Sunday School Presidency meeting at my home. I had the agenda on my desktop computer, and when I went to load up the agenda, my computer took 5 minutes to load the wordprocessing and spreadsheet programs. I apologized profusely in my embarrassment. It wasn't that I could afford a new computer; I just hadn't found one with the desired components at the right price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this month, I am happy to say that I made a new purchase. Here's the transition in specifications and numbers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Old:&lt;/strong&gt; desktop, 15" monitor, 256K SDRAM, DVD-ROM, CD-RW, 150GB Memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New:&lt;/strong&gt; 15" widescreen laptop, 3MB DDRAM, DVD-RW, Wireless b/g/n+, 250GB Memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Difference:&lt;/strong&gt; 20x faster RAM, 67% more memory, wireless capability (internet from my porch).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to say that I'm ahead of the game, but I 'm happy to be approaching the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. SKIING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite activities is skiing. This weekend was a highlight for me. My longtime skiing buddy was on a family vacation here in SoCal. He laughed at me a few weeks ago when I suggested he bring his skis with him. Afterall, he lives in the mouth of Big Cottonwood Canyon in Utah where the skiing devout solemny practice their religious turns. He believed it was nearly blasphemy to suggest skiing in the warm mileau of SoCal. But I convinced to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few photos and videos from our day at Big Bear Mountain Resort:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173382985652047650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R8uMamrXDyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BgCrz6gNqVA/s320/IMG_0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brett and I stand for a slope above Big Bear Lake and the beautiful valley below.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1aa48afd97009749" 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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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D08e6694f1fafea03%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331462943%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32490B2AE9351430B901CD34C49A001F1EEBDBE7.46BCFF3818DF8CB26A51A13255F4EBB524E82946%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8e6694f1fafea03%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrQ3hzfXcQl69qY_0rBqaVj5GtuU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...But like any ski trip, one of us has to take a tumble. (Sorry, Brett. I could help laughing at the end of the video.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish I could post all the videos and pictures, but some are incomplete. We had a few technical difficulties with the camera, including those involving shutter-buttons and low-battery warnings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a fun day, and although we did not ski the steep or deep of Utah, Tahoe, or Jackson Hole, we realized SoCal had some fun snow and terrain parks. And the hot tub at the end of the day didn't hurt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. A Passing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ever since I can remember, I have listened to the counsel of Gordon B. Hinckley. However, he passed away in February, and I wish to add a short tribute to his memory. He was a teacher, a devoted servant, and a visionary leader. I have felt his love and trusted his words. I saw in him a man who lived as Jesus taught. May God bless his soul, for he truly sought to make bad men good and good men better. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173409837787582258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="111" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R8uk1mrXDzI/AAAAAAAAACY/aGp4pc5SLfg/s320/HinckleyGB_95_round2.jpg" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519102827228266698-6037239104983910578?l=mikejolley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1aa48afd97009749&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6e973552752cd0b0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=83ebcfa7800274c1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8e6694f1fafea03&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b9a8158dca8dd3fd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/feeds/6037239104983910578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519102827228266698&amp;postID=6037239104983910578' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/6037239104983910578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/6037239104983910578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/2008/03/approaching-present.html' title='Approaching the present'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950996664304377182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R8uMamrXDyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/BgCrz6gNqVA/s72-c/IMG_0168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519102827228266698.post-1263099115583297381</id><published>2008-02-02T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T00:51:46.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Point #1:&lt;/strong&gt; Again, I turn to make an entry here. As January began, I set several personal goals. It's been a month now, and I guess I have a bit of work to do yet. Is this common to forget new resolutions this quickly. I think so. Check out this link for some of the statistics: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.proactivechange.com/habits/resolutions/research.htm"&gt;http://www.proactivechange.com/habits/resolutions/research.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Optimistically, I was among the 40-50% of the population that at least turned introspectively and made resolutions. Disappointingly, I'm among the 30-35% of goal-setters to forget or abandon their goals by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6Ui771Mo0I/AAAAAAAAAAg/wNnggseO29Y/s1600-h/NYM_1235.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162570960918586178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="317" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6Ui771Mo0I/AAAAAAAAAAg/wNnggseO29Y/s320/NYM_1235.gif" width="333" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Point #2:&lt;/strong&gt; Although it is point #2, it may as well be #1, because it was really what prompted me to get online and update my blog. I want to give a shout out to the NY Mets management for working dilige&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6Uj9L1Mo1I/AAAAAAAAAAo/yL8Xwi6ssSg/s1600-h/t1_santana_si.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162572081905050450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="245" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6Uj9L1Mo1I/AAAAAAAAAAo/yL8Xwi6ssSg/s320/t1_santana_si.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ntly for the best off season pitching available to them. This week's trade for Johan Santana and subsequent contract negotiation has made me and all NY Mets fans proud. We love seeing quality pitching on the mound, and I believe that Santana is going to be solid. I'd tag Santana and Pedro as the best 1-2 punch in MLB pitching. And then you look at el Duque, Perez, and Maine to follow. Wow! I think we'll see the Mets rebound to a tremendous year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Point #3:&lt;/strong&gt; Living 2 minutes from Pasadena, I decided to see my first Rose Parade up close. I send out my thanks to Coach T. for saving me a spot in her drive-way. We then walked a couple of blocks and saw the world famous parade. I'm posting a few pictures of my favorite floats. &lt;/div&gt;(Remember, all floats in the Rose Parade must be made of organic material.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162658247538942834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6VyUr1Mo3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/V4_ya11-UJQ/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's here it for my city of Alhambra for putting together a fun float for the year of the rat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162664367867339698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V3471Mo7I/AAAAAAAAABY/7RYDlVZJ_yg/s320/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was the years most controversial float, heralding the upcoming summer olympics in Beijing. It was controversial because it shows support of China's government and their labor laws. There were very few protestors, and the rest of us enjoyed it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162661554663760786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V1VL1Mo5I/AAAAAAAAABI/rrbH5HQ9SPs/s320/IMG_0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was a favorite by the state of New Mexico. I like that they highlight the state's pre-eminence at drawing aliens to Roswell. But when it's done it flowers, it doesn't seem to weird....just more artistic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162663324190286754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V28L1Mo6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/173BX-mXwBI/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Doesn't this look relaxing and fun. The frog learning to hula at the bottom of a erupting volcano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V5zb1Mo8I/AAAAAAAAABg/g_cV5vIqXzc/s1600-h/IMG_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162666472401314754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V5zb1Mo8I/AAAAAAAAABg/g_cV5vIqXzc/s320/IMG_0124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V6sr1Mo9I/AAAAAAAAABo/ZEctbQPmTo8/s1600-h/IMG_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162667455948825554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V6sr1Mo9I/AAAAAAAAABo/ZEctbQPmTo8/s320/IMG_0088.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;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;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V7db1Mo-I/AAAAAAAAABw/fBfmuVJ1dUs/s1600-h/IMG_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162668293467448290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V7db1Mo-I/AAAAAAAAABw/fBfmuVJ1dUs/s320/IMG_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V8EL1Mo_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/TX5-bMP4PMs/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162668959187379186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V8EL1Mo_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/TX5-bMP4PMs/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Point #4:&lt;/strong&gt; Finally, my sister Kim and her family visited me. Kim had promised to take her daughter to Disneyland in discussions with her daughter during potty training. So, true to her word, Kim brought her and the rest of her family to visit. Besides a great time at Disneyland, we also managed to play some games, see the beach, and hear a little false doctrine. Trip complete! I am going to squeeze in a picture of us at Disneyland on a "special" trolley.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V-xL1MpAI/AAAAAAAAACA/jf4L6MXwpKk/s1600-h/IMG_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162671931304748034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V-xL1MpAI/AAAAAAAAACA/jf4L6MXwpKk/s320/IMG_0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162672627089450002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V_Zr1MpBI/AAAAAAAAACI/WXIMW3eMzc8/s320/IMG_0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V_Zr1MpBI/AAAAAAAAACI/WXIMW3eMzc8/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6V_Zr1MpBI/AAAAAAAAACI/WXIMW3eMzc8/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519102827228266698-1263099115583297381?l=mikejolley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/feeds/1263099115583297381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519102827228266698&amp;postID=1263099115583297381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/1263099115583297381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/1263099115583297381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/2008/02/beginning-2008.html' title='Beginning 2008'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950996664304377182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/R6Ui771Mo0I/AAAAAAAAAAg/wNnggseO29Y/s72-c/NYM_1235.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519102827228266698.post-2755303566767295148</id><published>2007-12-25T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T21:50:37.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It has been another year, and I want to send a short greeting to share a few highlights of my year. Each year, I like to do it with a theme. This year, the writer’s guild strike is a big news story in Los Angeles. As most TV dramas are in re-runs, producers have embraced the no-writers-necessary game show with its impromptu responses. In lieu of the current game-shows craze, I’m electing to share my year in review by gameshow-style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;The Price is Right&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;In February, I found an apartment where the price was right. So, I took it. The move was only about 3-4 miles away, but I had a lot of help. I really enjoy the new place. I have great neighbors and a small plot to garden. I never thought I had a green thumb, but I think my family genes move me to garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Who wants to be a Millionaire?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Everyone knows I love to ski. I didn’t think I’d be able to get any time in for skiing this past year, but I did. In which state, did I ski for the first time this year?&lt;br /&gt;A) Colorado&lt;br /&gt;B) Wyoming&lt;br /&gt;C) California&lt;br /&gt;D) Utah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Answer: C. California. I never thought that snow could last in warm southern California, but it does in the Big Bear area near San Bernardino. In February, four of us rented some skis and tore it up on the rails, box tops, and massive jumps of a local ski resort. This getaway trip was truly worth a million bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;The Amazing Race:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In May, I made a business trip to Philadelphia with about 10 colleagues. We had a great time in the meetings, but even better, we had a great time touring the city and its unique history. On the way home, we had a road-block in Las Vegas where we had to spend the night. The next day, I got home in time to welcome my sisters Michelle and Marianne to a SoCal vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Survivor:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Competition amongst my family was peaking in late June this past summer. For the first time in more than 2 years, all my siblings and their families gathered to my parents’ home. This was truly a survivor experience as 24 people crowded in one house at one time can always stir up “a few differences of opinion.” We had fun feats of strength including board and card games. Our pride was on the line during the reward challenge which paired my brother Dave, my pregnant sister Camille, and myself in a golf match. I won’t specifically mention who won, but common sense says my poor handicap still prevails against a pregnant woman swinging clubs and a brother who hadn’t played in a year. In the elimination vote, I lost and returned to work first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;1 vs 100&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am excited to have three new nephews. Which of the following is not a name of one of my new nephews? A) Jett, B) Dane, C) Issac, or D) Ronald McDonald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Are you smarter than a 5th grader:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Which college has my deepest sports devotion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hint #1:&lt;/span&gt; I thoroughly enjoyed cheering them on with my friends Landon and Shadley in a game at the Rose Bowl versus UCLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hint #2:&lt;/span&gt; I had a ticket to their game versus San Diego State, where I had hoped to see the Petersen’s, the Burnham’s, and the Rasmussen’s. Unfortunately, it was postponed due the fires this year, and I was scheduled at the hospital the day it was rescheduled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hint #3:&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to attend their bowl game in Las Vegas thanks to my sister Camille’s generosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Answer:&lt;/span&gt; BYU! (Go Cougars!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Jeopardy!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;With the dismal fall of my New York Mets in September, I needed to rebound by playing a daily double in some unconventional sports. I attended my two events of unconventional sports for the first time this year:&lt;br /&gt;A) Wrestling and Skateboarding,&lt;br /&gt;B) Surfing and Volleyball,&lt;br /&gt;C) Golf and Wrestling, or&lt;br /&gt;D) Volleyball and Soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Answer: C. Golf and Wrestling. My friend Morgan’s company got us box seats at the Staples Center to see the WWE Smackdown with an appearance by Stone-Cold Steve Austin. We all know its fake, but they make it fun. Morgan and I also went this month to see Tiger Woods beat some excellent golfers in the Target Invitational in Thousand Oaks, California. These sports may be polar opposites, but they were both very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Deal or No Deal:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I’m still working hard in my residency training in Internal Medicine. Recently, I was offered the chief resident position for the 2009-2010 academic year. I felt honored to have the confidence of the residency directors, but I asked to have some time to consider the offer. After discussion with my family and a few friends, I made the deal. It will give me an opportunity to give back to a great residency program, which has given me many fulfilling opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Wheel of Fortune:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Location where I’ll celebrate Christmas this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AT&lt;/span&gt; _&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HOSP&lt;/span&gt;_&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;_&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yes, as surely as people are sick, many of us physicians must work Christmas day. I am trying to spread a little cheer amongst the patients. Although I will celebrate Christmas day at the hospital, I have found time to reflect on the meaning of the holiday. I am grateful for the gift of God in sending his Son to redeem mankind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope that you are well, and I want to wish you the happiest of holiday seasons!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;strong&gt;The Bachelor:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(Does it require any further clarification? This saga is the story of my life and has been renewed going into the new year.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519102827228266698-2755303566767295148?l=mikejolley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/feeds/2755303566767295148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519102827228266698&amp;postID=2755303566767295148' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/2755303566767295148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/2755303566767295148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Happy holidays!'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950996664304377182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519102827228266698.post-1312339212064901187</id><published>2007-11-06T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T11:18:49.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My sister has been encouraging me to add something to this blog. She tells me that she checks it more often than I do. So in order to appease her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I can recap a bit of halloween. I moved into a new neighborhood this year, and it's always difficult planning for how many kids (and their parents) will be soliciting candy from you. Based on previous years and adding a little for safety, I bought 3 bags of candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My first visitor was my 3-year-old neighbor, Gabriel. He came about a week before halloween to practice. He did very well with a bit of coaching that first night. Halloween came, and he didn't disappoint; he rolled up as Thomas the train, and asked boldly for a treat. I then got several other Gabriel-type kids streaming to my door for candy, candy, candy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the night rolled on, I gave candy to a few tricksters, and many treaters. However, I regret that the candy was gone by 8pm. Luckily, there was a break in the flow of kids, and I closed the door, turned out the light. I apologize to all the kids who came by after 8pm; I've learned my lesson and will need more candy next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here's a Halloween poem that I liked by Teresa J. Shuck (unknown to the author):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'Twas the Night of Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twas the night of Halloween and all through the streets,&lt;br /&gt;children were smiling about all of the yummy treats.&lt;br /&gt;The pumpkins were carved and lit up with great care,&lt;br /&gt;in hopes to give each passerby a great scare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The grown ups were nestled all snug on the couch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;waiting to fill each child's little pouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And Pa watching football and I by the door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;waiting for screams of more, more, more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When out in the yard their rose such a clatter,&lt;br /&gt;I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.&lt;br /&gt;Away to the door I flew like a flash,&lt;br /&gt;I did it so fast I got whip lash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The moon on the kids and their costumes galore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shined bright on the street of ghosts, goblins and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When what to my wondering eyes should appear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but a devil, a witch and a princess with real tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I bent down to ask what was causing her to cry,&lt;br /&gt;I saw an empty bag and I didn't know why.&lt;br /&gt;So I emptied my bowl and loaded her bag just right,&lt;br /&gt;and proclaimed HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ALL AND TO ALL A FRIGHTFUL NIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In lieu of halloween, I'm going to recommend a website that can magically transform anyone into a Simpson character. I believe many people know about the website, but in case you have not.....try the following links to see how this author looks...simpsonized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://simpsonizeme.com/ecard.php?lang=en_us&amp;amp;code=wcbdoabewhaiodsukfcbwfoxxegoolwb" target="l"&gt;http://simpsonizeme.com/ecard.php?lang=en_us&amp;amp;code=wcbdoabewhaiodsukfcbwfoxxegoolwb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://simpsonizeme.com/ecard.php?lang=en_us&amp;amp;code=mbxxbigvnpgnojeuhaosaiuumkbqrqca" target="_blank"&gt;http://simpsonizeme.com/ecard.php?lang=en_us&amp;amp;code=mbxxbigvnpgnojeuhaosaiuumkbqrqca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which do you like better? Send me an email and tell me at &lt;a href="mailto:mikejolley@hotmail.com"&gt;mikejolley@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. Don't forget to forward the link to your simpsonized picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519102827228266698-1312339212064901187?l=mikejolley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/feeds/1312339212064901187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519102827228266698&amp;postID=1312339212064901187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/1312339212064901187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/1312339212064901187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950996664304377182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519102827228266698.post-4891695754412762153</id><published>2007-09-19T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T21:52:56.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday #30</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;30! I've recently turned thirty, and now that I've pulled out all my gray hairs and taped them on the mirror as a reminder of my limited youth, I'm coping well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;I was on-call in the medical ICU when midnight struck. I was in the middle of the 2nd of 4 procedures, and admitting 5 new critically ill patients. I confess that I had help from my stellar intern, Chris, and my enthusiastic 4th medical student, Ilan. They mainly helped with cross-cover issues and admitted 2 patients. Strong work from our team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Overall, it was a busy night. After signing out to the on-coming team, I left the hospital feeling fatigued, but knowing it was my 30th birthday. I was determined not to let this event pass without celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Together with some other friends, we had planned a fun day, starting with a pool party at Erin's. The weather outside was warm, and the water was brisk, but the cool shiver was just what I needed to stay awake. We hung out at pool side sipping lime smoothies. So as evening approached, we all got ready for dinner. We went to Burger Continental on Lake Ave in Pasadena. I have been there before on Monday nights when they have a burger special for $2, and free karoke, but this was not Monday. Dinner was good, but on the weekends, they have a greek band and a belly dancer. It was rather funny. My friends jeered and they announced that it was my birthday, and that's when I got encouraged to stand up and do my own belly dance with her. It was fun, and thankfully short (about 15-30 seconds), but my friends managed to get a few pictures...(how embarrassing)....I guess I'll publish them here, although I fear my dancing will scare the small kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/RvHL7b7oCeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/554QnTNtTRU/s1600-h/Mike_and_belly_dancer2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112091274012789218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/RvHL7b7oCeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/554QnTNtTRU/s320/Mike_and_belly_dancer2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112091561775598066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/RvHMML7oCfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dS5SEa94fOQ/s320/Mike_and_belly_dancer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;For all those who feel inclined to read on after such shocking photos, we went back to my friend Tamar's house after dinner. We ate cake and ice cream, they insisted on singing, and then we sat on despair rollercoaster of BYU football as this year's team managed to lose to Tulsa.&lt;br /&gt;I confess that I had difficulty staying awake towards the end of the party. It's the usual fatigue that settles in after 41 straight hours of wakefulness. Predictably, I slept very well that night, and as a token of good fortune, the following day was my day off from work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519102827228266698-4891695754412762153?l=mikejolley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/feeds/4891695754412762153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519102827228266698&amp;postID=4891695754412762153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/4891695754412762153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/4891695754412762153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/2007/09/birthday-30.html' title='Birthday #30'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950996664304377182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhSAAuUOUIY/RvHL7b7oCeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/554QnTNtTRU/s72-c/Mike_and_belly_dancer2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519102827228266698.post-6253356200067962527</id><published>2007-08-21T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:59:49.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jolley</title><content type='html'>What's up? It's my blog, and I'm going to try and do this. I'll do the regular posting of some pictures, telling about activities of daily life, and linking you to fun websites. In addition, I hope to add in a fun perspective with some creative writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time: Topic #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519102827228266698-6253356200067962527?l=mikejolley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/feeds/6253356200067962527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=519102827228266698&amp;postID=6253356200067962527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/6253356200067962527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/519102827228266698/posts/default/6253356200067962527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikejolley.blogspot.com/2007/08/michael-jolley.html' title='Michael Jolley'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07950996664304377182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
