<?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-6587566769135582549</id><updated>2011-12-29T00:40:50.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perpetual Playoffs</title><subtitle type='html'>Useless information about my life &amp; more useless information about my interests in sports.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-3089445438853949064</id><published>2008-04-15T14:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T14:05:29.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Stale Blog is a horrible thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, just until I make a real post, this chat should hold y'all over.  This one is actually between me and Faith.  It's one of my personal favorites.  Ever.  ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: what time did you girls get to bed last night? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: ETHAAAAAN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: Hi, btw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: Right after you sent the last text message &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: lol  hi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: I MISS YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: I MISS YOU TOO!  sniff  It's weird having everyone gone  :-/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: Yeah...  its weird BEING gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: lol  Good!  Hehe  Now you know how we feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: Although I am here in body, my mind is definitely zombified  Heh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: We pulled in our driveway at 7:30 this morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: Wow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: I slept until 12:30, lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: Good  I was hoping you would have time to sleep in for a bit3:27 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: Yeah, I did  MOm had to run to her ultrasound  And guess what?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: WHAT?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: Not one baby, not two babies...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TRIPLETS  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dies  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;literally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: OH MY GOSH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;freaks out  THAT"S AWESOME!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: lol, just kidding  ;-)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Only one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DIES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: ... ETHAN!! I"M GOING TO KILL YOU!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: falls on the floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: goes to tell her parents  brb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: lol  okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: You're so dead, Ethan  I HATE IT WHEN YOU DO THIS TO ME!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: LOL  Sorruy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: lol  It's okay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: You fall for it almost every time  ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: It just makes me feel stupid  Yeah, I fall for it every time, except on April Fools &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: Don't feel stupid  You had NO idea  It COULD have been true  so yeah  what did your parents say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: That you're an idiot. And a loser. And a moron. And a jerk.  .. okay maybe not.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me: lol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;misscallihan: .. but if looks could kill!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-3089445438853949064?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/3089445438853949064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=3089445438853949064' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/3089445438853949064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/3089445438853949064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/04/stale-blog-is-horrible-thing.html' title='A Stale Blog is a horrible thing...'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-3099272845636169796</id><published>2008-03-20T21:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T21:14:48.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/7421/footballng9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/7421/footballng9.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;: You know, I thought I recognized you. You tried out for the football team last year, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Sam Witwicky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;: Oh, no, no, that... No. That, that wasn't like a real try-out. I was researching a book I was writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Trent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;: Oh, yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sam Witwicky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;: Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Trent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;: Yeah? What's it about? Sucking at sports?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[smiles]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sam Witwicky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;: [laughs a little] No, it's about the link between brain damage and football.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sam Witwicky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;: [nods head] No, it-it's a good book, Your friends will love it. You know, it's got mazes in it and, you know, little coloring areas, sections, pop-up pictures. It's... a lot of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(We still love you, Eth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; if you like football.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6587566769135582549-3099272845636169796?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/3099272845636169796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=3099272845636169796' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/3099272845636169796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/3099272845636169796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/03/football.html' title='Football'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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-6587566769135582549.post-5973510152404683782</id><published>2008-03-18T20:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T20:45:01.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to hold ya'll over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is a chat from a couple weeks ago I meant to post earlier.  Cristina and I were just having way too much fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;6:43 PM Ethan: Cristina!&lt;br /&gt;  Whats up?&lt;br /&gt;6:44 PM me: oh not much! I am trying to choke down Dostoesky.. but I am being lazy&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Well&lt;br /&gt;  I am gonna be visiting colleges ALL next week, so I am doubling up on everything&lt;br /&gt;  I have just taken an evining break cause I needed it desperatly&lt;br /&gt;6:45 PM I am SO behind on The Brothers of K&lt;br /&gt;  Like page 76&lt;br /&gt;  I am not gonna be able to do it&lt;br /&gt; me: yeah.. this weej has been INSANE&lt;br /&gt;  and I feel like I should be on break cause Michael just finished his finals... yeah.//&lt;br /&gt;  so I have NO motivaiton&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Ha!&lt;br /&gt;  I know that feeling&lt;br /&gt;  its sucks&lt;br /&gt;6:46 PM I hate not being motivated&lt;br /&gt;  You just want to do ANYTHING but work&lt;br /&gt; me: yeah... I manged to stay up till 12:30 readin last night though....&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Whoa&lt;br /&gt;6:47 PM me: yeah.. Dante..&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I don't know how you do it&lt;br /&gt;  Both at the same time&lt;br /&gt; me: um hum!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: That is a CRAZY amount of reading&lt;br /&gt; me: hehe.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;  a lot of the time it has balenced nicely though&lt;br /&gt;  one class has ,more reading than the other&lt;br /&gt;6:48 PM but these next three weeks are going to be rather busy.. reading half a Dante book and a third of Brothers K a week&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;  Wow&lt;br /&gt;  Dante is fun&lt;br /&gt;  though&lt;br /&gt; me: he is!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: BoK is not fun...its just interesting...&lt;br /&gt;  in a dark kind of way&lt;br /&gt; me: yeah.. I think that describes it well&lt;br /&gt;6:49 PM Ethan: Its like, "Who is going to sin next? I can't WAIT!"&lt;br /&gt; me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;  talk about an immoral life stlye there&lt;br /&gt;  yeeesh&lt;br /&gt;6:50 PM Ethan: I KNOW&lt;br /&gt;  especially the father...dude&lt;br /&gt;  Thats hardcore&lt;br /&gt; me: yeah.. he is just sicj&lt;br /&gt;  sick*&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I agree&lt;br /&gt;  Especially when he was doing in front of his wife and son....man&lt;br /&gt;  You want to kill him&lt;br /&gt; me: yes!&lt;br /&gt;6:51 PM Ethan: No one really has the guts to really slap him around, though&lt;br /&gt;  Either guts or conviction&lt;br /&gt; me: yeah.. they are all sared of him&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: There is not really GOOD person...everyone is bad, which is realistic, but its depressing&lt;br /&gt; me: heck.. I would be scared of him!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I would just shoot him&lt;br /&gt;  Probably&lt;br /&gt;6:52 PM me: lol!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: For his wife's sake&lt;br /&gt; me: yep...&lt;br /&gt;  that would be the kind thing to do&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: To her, probably&lt;br /&gt;  Keep her form becoming a "shrieker"&lt;br /&gt;  That kind of freaked me out&lt;br /&gt; me: that just cracks me up!!!!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Especially when he said that they were so common&lt;br /&gt;  DUDE&lt;br /&gt;6:53 PM Beat your wife until she is psychologically unable to take it&lt;br /&gt;  Yeah&lt;br /&gt; me: oh my gosh.... the wayhe talks about it is hilarious!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: What a joke&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  LOL&lt;br /&gt;  I know&lt;br /&gt; me: wow&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: wow is right&lt;br /&gt;  What page are you on right now?&lt;br /&gt;6:54 PM me: errrr. sheepish whispers 39?&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: dies&lt;br /&gt;  REALLY?&lt;br /&gt; me: ok ok&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Whoa...that makes me SO happy&lt;br /&gt; me: I know I am a HORRIBEL! perosn&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: NO&lt;br /&gt; me: oh a wow&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: YOU ARE MY HERO&lt;br /&gt;  YES&lt;br /&gt; me: YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I FOUND A FELLOW SLACKER&lt;br /&gt; me: LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: SOMEONE THAT I AM BETTER THAN&lt;br /&gt; me: yes! high fives&lt;br /&gt;6:55 PM Ethan: Who cares if you are 100 pages behind or 150 pages behind&lt;br /&gt;  Its still too much to reallty get anything&lt;br /&gt; me: YES! TOALLY!&lt;br /&gt;6:56 PM Ethan: yeah&lt;br /&gt; me: wow..&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Clayton and I are being hilarious&lt;br /&gt; me: yeah.. he just started chatting with me..&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: claytonsandham: I feel as if I'm waiting on the edge of death!gaaa!lydiab10: lol!Dont worry about itI will be there to defend youclaytonsandham: Dude, tat'll mean you can't ever wear make-up again...lydiab10: My ultra-rays of uber-hottness will blind them and bring them to our sideLOLits a sacrifice I am willing to makeFor....You....diesclaytonsandham: HAHA!wow...Nice&lt;br /&gt;6:57 PM yes&lt;br /&gt;  We are weird&lt;br /&gt; me: DIES&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: But not gay&lt;br /&gt; me: woah&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: ;-)&lt;br /&gt;6:59 PM me: whispers He thinks make-up is evil...&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: You like that article?&lt;br /&gt; me: haha!&lt;br /&gt;7:00 PM Ethan: whispers I don't. I know some girls need all the help they can get to get guys to look at them for 2 seconds...&lt;br /&gt;  buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurb&lt;br /&gt;  n&lt;br /&gt;  wow&lt;br /&gt;  not burb&lt;br /&gt;  LOL&lt;br /&gt;  WOW&lt;br /&gt;  THAT ONE TOTALLY BACKFIRED&lt;br /&gt; me: LOL!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: A typo that killed&lt;br /&gt;  WOW&lt;br /&gt;  And I am totally kidding&lt;br /&gt;7:01 PM me: I can see what talking to Clayton does to you. :)&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: He gets all of his ideas from me&lt;br /&gt;  Tell him I said taht&lt;br /&gt; me: nods riiiiight&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: ;_)&lt;br /&gt;7:02 PM me: ok&lt;br /&gt;7:03 PM Ethan: feels left out&lt;br /&gt;  pouts&lt;br /&gt;7:04 PM writes a story about a boy who commits suicide after all of his friends leave him&lt;br /&gt; me: awwww... is everyone ignoring you... pats Eth on head&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;  I was talking to like 4 people&lt;br /&gt;  But now&lt;br /&gt;  Only myself&lt;br /&gt; me: sooooo... you are going to be up here in a month!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I find that singing to myself makes me happy&lt;br /&gt; me: WAAAHOOO!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt; me: lol.. deis&lt;br /&gt;7:05 PM Ethan: NSA called me last night&lt;br /&gt; me: dies too&lt;br /&gt;  woah!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: They saw my PSAT scores&lt;br /&gt; me: the building&lt;br /&gt;  ?&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: They want to offer me a full ride&lt;br /&gt;  No, the faculty&lt;br /&gt; me: WIWIWIWIWIIAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;  LIKE COOL!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I was shocked&lt;br /&gt;  Because its not true&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  GOTCHA&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt; me: ok.. I am goin to KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLL you&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt; me: Here I come....&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: runs&lt;br /&gt;7:06 PM WOAH&lt;br /&gt;  FREAKIY&lt;br /&gt;  Van Halen "running with the devil" JUST came on&lt;br /&gt;  I have WMA on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;  dies&lt;br /&gt; me: gets butcher knife&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Whoa....&lt;br /&gt;  easy, girl&lt;br /&gt; me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Let me tell you a secret before you do that&lt;br /&gt;7:07 PM me: You are so.. so .. something...&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I have been trying to find a way to tell you this for a long time&lt;br /&gt;  But since you have a knife at my throat&lt;br /&gt; me: hummm&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I might as well do it now&lt;br /&gt; me: dies&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I LOVE YOU, CRISTINA.&lt;br /&gt;  dies&lt;br /&gt;  Please don't kill me&lt;br /&gt; me: buuutttt now I have to KIL you!&lt;br /&gt;7:08 PM Ethan: WHY???&lt;br /&gt;  can barely type he is laughing...&lt;br /&gt; me: you can't tell me this now! gets all sentimenta;l&lt;br /&gt;  One....&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: whispers&lt;br /&gt;  It worked&lt;br /&gt; me: Two......&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I KNOW YOU LOVE ME TOO&lt;br /&gt;  DEEP DOWN INSIDEYOU KNW IT&lt;br /&gt; me: ......&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: YOU KNOW IT&lt;br /&gt;  You are illing your ONLY hope of happiness&lt;br /&gt; me: ETHAN.. NOW I say ti... I......&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: No one will EVER love you the way I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;7:09 PM me: Can't.....&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: dies&lt;br /&gt; me: Do....&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: COME ON&lt;br /&gt;  Come with me, baby&lt;br /&gt; me: STRUGGLES&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: FAR AWAT&lt;br /&gt;  We can kill other creepy people with butcher knives together i fyou want&lt;br /&gt;  Anything&lt;br /&gt;  For you&lt;br /&gt; me: knife hits floor I LOVE YOU ETH!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: DIES LAUGHING&lt;br /&gt;  We should make it a movie&lt;br /&gt; me: dies a tousdand time)&lt;br /&gt;  WOW&lt;br /&gt;7:10 PM Ethan: We should send the script to hollywood or something&lt;br /&gt; me: lol.. that would get far&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt;  Its totally original&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt; me: absolutely&lt;br /&gt;7:11 PM Ethan: Freaky nerd kid falls in love with the psycho girl murderer&lt;br /&gt;  Deep plot right there&lt;br /&gt; me: dies&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I am SO going to post this chat on my blog...&lt;br /&gt;  evil grin&lt;br /&gt; me: ahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;  No one has ever posted a chat with me anywhere before.. I must be boring&lt;br /&gt;7:12 PM Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt;  No, you are NOT boring&lt;br /&gt; me: haha.... People are always contradicting me when I say somehting like that.. they must feel sorry fo me ;)&lt;br /&gt;7:13 PM Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt;  Whatever&lt;br /&gt;  You are just saying that to get attention&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  You are fishing for a compliment&lt;br /&gt; me: AH! I resent that...&lt;br /&gt;7:14 PM Ethan: Of course you do&lt;br /&gt;  ;_)&lt;br /&gt; me: haha dies&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: ;-) *&lt;br /&gt; me: ok ok .. I am not boring.. happy? ;)&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Yes&lt;br /&gt;  FEED THAT EGO, GIRL&lt;br /&gt;  YOU KNOW IT FEELS GOOD&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;7:15 PM me: haha... do you have a lot of sisters?&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: 3&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  Ages 13, 11, and 6&lt;br /&gt;7:16 PM me: ok.. so teen and pre teen.. nice&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;  Its exciting&lt;br /&gt; me: lol! You just wait...&lt;br /&gt;7:17 PM Ethan: I will be out of the house before guys start courting them, thankfully&lt;br /&gt; me: haha! Too bad for the younger brothers ;)&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Caleb will be out too...then Nathanael will be a 14 probably&lt;br /&gt;  Dad is gonna have his work cut otu&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;7:18 PM They already have like 3 guys each that like them&lt;br /&gt;  its scary&lt;br /&gt; me: hehe...&lt;br /&gt;  yeah.. I mena.. think of Mr. C!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt;  I know&lt;br /&gt;  He has an electric fence keeping guys out&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt; me: lol!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: They have to put on a special collar after passing a test to get in&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  And where it until they get married&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;7:19 PM Thats why Aaron grew a beart&lt;br /&gt;  d&lt;br /&gt; me: Has he given you the "all guys should be rejected once and all girls should say no once" lecture&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: to hide it&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt; me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I have been rejected like 4 times already&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt; me: dies&lt;br /&gt;  so.. maybe the next one will take?&lt;br /&gt;7:20 PM Ethan: "You are cute. Wanna go out?" "I don't even know you!" "Who cares? that can change!"&lt;br /&gt;  "Oh, whats your name?"&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt; me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Just kidding&lt;br /&gt; me: Perfect&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I have only been turned down once, I think&lt;br /&gt;  about 3 years ago&lt;br /&gt;  it was a silly crush thing&lt;br /&gt;7:21 PM me: A four year old once asked me to marry him&lt;br /&gt;  does that count???&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: AWWWW&lt;br /&gt;  Yes&lt;br /&gt;  You had to tell him no?&lt;br /&gt;  Poor dude&lt;br /&gt; me: ;)&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Rings are extra hard to come by at that age, too&lt;br /&gt; me: he told me that we were going to live in a white house&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Unless he just wanted to slide a Cheerio on your finger, or something&lt;br /&gt;  Thats awesome&lt;br /&gt;  When I was little&lt;br /&gt;  Like 5-7&lt;br /&gt;7:22 PM me: dies that would work&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I used to chase girls around trying to kiss them....it never worked, and I always had to apologize to their dads after&lt;br /&gt;  Its an embarressing past&lt;br /&gt;  But yeah&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  I am a go-getter&lt;br /&gt; me: oh. my. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan.. wow! That is so funny!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt;  I got a spanked for it too...yeah&lt;br /&gt;  Good times&lt;br /&gt;7:23 PM back when you could do that and only get spanked....&lt;br /&gt;  (just kidding)&lt;br /&gt; me: I can totally piture this little guy going up the the dads... "umm, sir, I am sorry for trying ti kiss your daughter"&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt;  "again"&lt;br /&gt; me: dies&lt;br /&gt;7:24 PM Ethan: Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;  DUDE&lt;br /&gt;  this is creepy&lt;br /&gt; me: (haha I just saw what you sais above mine)&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I have a sappy Tim McGraw song playin ghte background&lt;br /&gt;  About kisisng some rando chick&lt;br /&gt;7:25 PM dies&lt;br /&gt; me: lol!!!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Wow&lt;br /&gt; me: wow.. I think songs are trying to tell you something tonigh&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt;  LIKE WHAT??&lt;br /&gt;  I need to go out and kiss some rando girl??&lt;br /&gt;  "Oh, btw, bring some roses and 2 bottles of wine..."&lt;br /&gt; me: LOL! No... they seem to be mimicking what we are tlaking about&lt;br /&gt;7:26 PM Ethan: Oh, okay&lt;br /&gt;  Dang it&lt;br /&gt;  Just kidding&lt;br /&gt; me: wow.. you are so funny!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: lol, thanks&lt;br /&gt;  Everyone tells me that...I guess you never get used to being amazing&lt;br /&gt;7:27 PM ;-)&lt;br /&gt; me: I can't imgain you and my brother together... you too must be a hoot!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Oh man, we had a BLAST&lt;br /&gt;  It was so much fun&lt;br /&gt;  We got along great&lt;br /&gt; me: FEED that EGO.. is feels GOOOOOD&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt;  You can quote me&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt; me: ok good&lt;br /&gt;7:28 PM Ethan: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;  its going to be so much fun staying with you all&lt;br /&gt;  Man&lt;br /&gt;  I can't wait&lt;br /&gt; me: wow.. yeah! :)&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I keep forgetting that I will actually be in your house, lol&lt;br /&gt;7:29 PM You are gonna come to the thing too, right?&lt;br /&gt; me: yeah! I have this list of things that we need to do..&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Sit in on classes?&lt;br /&gt; me: yes I am!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Sweet&lt;br /&gt;  So michael is gonna drive you and me to NSA in the mornings?&lt;br /&gt;  And we sit in on classes&lt;br /&gt;  And then we hang out in the afternoon, and on Saturday, and sunday, and we leave Monday morning, I think&lt;br /&gt;7:30 PM me: Well. Michael has to leave for classes at 7:00 So I am not sure what times that classes we go to start at&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Oh, okay&lt;br /&gt;  They START at 7??&lt;br /&gt;  Whoa&lt;br /&gt;  That is early, especially for college&lt;br /&gt;  B&lt;br /&gt;  R&lt;br /&gt;  U&lt;br /&gt; me: so I have a car we can drive.. if that is ok... I mean&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: T&lt;br /&gt;  al&lt;br /&gt;  NO&lt;br /&gt;  ITS NTO&lt;br /&gt;  I CAN'T DRIVE WITH A GIRL&lt;br /&gt;7:31 PM THAT WOULD BE TOO AWKWARD&lt;br /&gt;  WHAT WOULD PEOPLE SAY?&lt;br /&gt; me: classes star at 7:30 for himm but he picks pple up&lt;br /&gt;  LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I am totally kidding&lt;br /&gt;  Of course its fine&lt;br /&gt; me: ok ok.. wow.. I did not know you felt like that abou it&lt;br /&gt;  dies&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Well, yeah&lt;br /&gt;  Now you do&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  I am not good with talking to girls&lt;br /&gt;  I just kind of freeze up&lt;br /&gt;  And I start to drool&lt;br /&gt;7:32 PM And sort of stare into space&lt;br /&gt; me: oh Ethan.. yes ytou are&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I blink once or twince&lt;br /&gt; me: (FEEEED that Ego)&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: then I start smoking from the ears&lt;br /&gt;  and then I pass out&lt;br /&gt;  EVERYTIME&lt;br /&gt;  its so awkward&lt;br /&gt; me: boy.. I GOTTA see this&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: "No, really, I am fine. I just think you are so chokes HOTT"&lt;br /&gt;  passes out again&lt;br /&gt; me: you have no idea how hard I am laughing&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: See, its the masterplan to get some cute chick do to CPR&lt;br /&gt;7:33 PM ;-)&lt;br /&gt; me: people in the other room are going to kind I have gone crazy!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt; me: dies dies dies&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I come back to life every time&lt;br /&gt;  It makes them feel good&lt;br /&gt; me: amazing..&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: And since girls LOVE to be "mothers", it starts an automatic relationship...like they need to protect me&lt;br /&gt;  It works EVERY time&lt;br /&gt;7:34 PM You just have to pick the right moment&lt;br /&gt;  And make sure there aren't other gilrs around taht saw you do it before&lt;br /&gt; me: WOW.. you really have this down... how many of them break up with you in the end?&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I did that once&lt;br /&gt;  They read RIGHT through it&lt;br /&gt;  All of them&lt;br /&gt; me: too bad&lt;br /&gt;  I just can't imagin WHY!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I guess they all tell me I don't clip my toe nails often enough&lt;br /&gt;  I do it like once a year, I mean, COME ON&lt;br /&gt;  its not THAT gross&lt;br /&gt;7:35 PM me: wow...&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Not a reason to break up&lt;br /&gt;  I mean&lt;br /&gt;  With a future ahead of us like that&lt;br /&gt; me: umm.. I changed my mind.. you can't stay with us&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt;  Don't worry&lt;br /&gt;  Just throw me out on the street&lt;br /&gt;  and i will find someone to stay with in 7 minutes&lt;br /&gt; me: you will become Mocows. SECOND begger&lt;br /&gt;  dies&lt;br /&gt;7:36 PM there is a cute girl down the street....&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: "Hey, your neighbors saw how much I ate, and now I am full, although they kicked me out. Can I sleep in your garage tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;  PERFECT&lt;br /&gt;  What's her name?&lt;br /&gt;  Just so I can surprise her&lt;br /&gt; me: err.. uh... Claire&lt;br /&gt;  yeah that's it&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Yeah right&lt;br /&gt;  YOu are lying&lt;br /&gt;  You want to see me fall BIG time&lt;br /&gt; me: YOU can't prive that&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: "Hi Claire"&lt;br /&gt;  "Um&lt;br /&gt;  My name is ANA"&lt;br /&gt;  Anna*&lt;br /&gt;7:37 PM "CRISTINA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;  You, over there, dying&lt;br /&gt;  Yeah&lt;br /&gt;  I can totally see it&lt;br /&gt; me: oorrrrrr..... I could leave to the two demons that I babysit tow houses down... yeah... that is it.. CALVIN and FRANKY&lt;br /&gt;  dies yep that would be iut&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: No&lt;br /&gt;  NO&lt;br /&gt;7:38 PM I AM LEAVING TO ESCAPE CHILDREN&lt;br /&gt;  DON'T DO THAT TO ME&lt;br /&gt; me: mwuhahahahah!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I love kids, really&lt;br /&gt;  But 8 others ALL the time&lt;br /&gt;  Oh man&lt;br /&gt; me: oh believe me I know./..&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I might just have to copy paste the part where you say "I LOVE YOU ETH" on my blog&lt;br /&gt; me: well maybe I don't.. but I can imagin&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: You don't, but you can imagine&lt;br /&gt;7:39 PM me: wowo.. ok now now.. we must have context, watson.&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  Must is relative&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  Without context it is very romantic and sweet&lt;br /&gt;  Withcontext it is just funny&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  I prefer the former....how about you?&lt;br /&gt; me: ok ok you can so what ever you want..&lt;br /&gt;  I leave it up to your descresion&lt;br /&gt;  :)&lt;br /&gt;  aren't I nice?&lt;br /&gt;7:40 PM Ethan: Really??&lt;br /&gt;  Wow&lt;br /&gt;  I don't trust that niceness&lt;br /&gt;  You have a plot&lt;br /&gt;  a scheme&lt;br /&gt; me: what! I am offended! ;)&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: That youare going to unhatch at me when I least suspect it&lt;br /&gt;  Suuuuuuuuuuuure&lt;br /&gt; me: BUUUUT.. Diiner has been served...&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: The smiley face looks REALLY ticked off&lt;br /&gt; me: so I have to go now&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Okay&lt;br /&gt;  Go&lt;br /&gt; me: haha!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: thanks for talking!&lt;br /&gt; me: yeah you to!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I will ttyl!&lt;br /&gt; me: Made my day much better!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: lol&lt;br /&gt; me: I need some laughs&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Mine too&lt;br /&gt;7:41 PM Just let me know&lt;br /&gt;  I am 200 bucks an hour, btw&lt;br /&gt; me: ttyl! (and Iwill be on your blog to night)&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I will bill you at the end of the month&lt;br /&gt; me: haha&lt;br /&gt;  riiight&lt;br /&gt;  ttyl!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: lol, bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-5973510152404683782?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/5973510152404683782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=5973510152404683782' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/5973510152404683782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/5973510152404683782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/03/something-to-hold-yall-over.html' title='Something to hold ya&apos;ll over...'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-3389955551050723012</id><published>2008-02-28T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:02:59.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay, now that I have changed the picture of Tyler Hansborough to something a little less masculine, you need to watch this video. Just keep in mind that Tyler is 6' 5"... a big kid. The black dude on defense is 7' 9". That is HUGE. Even for basketball. It is so awesome. White boys still can dominate on the court! See?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=htwkRYa0gOk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=htwkRYa0gOk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-3389955551050723012?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/3389955551050723012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=3389955551050723012' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/3389955551050723012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/3389955551050723012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/02/amazing-video.html' title='Amazing Video'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-6035089026986725355</id><published>2008-02-20T13:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T13:23:29.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Rivalry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't know why, but I always seem to get into fights with the San Nicolas girls. Check this out: I had 3 of them all over my case (don't deny it, Juliet. You were totally siding with Jazz and Jaqueline...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;___________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lydiab10: Um&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: &lt;laughing&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: You are weird&lt;br /&gt;Only Jazz is suppose to do that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I?&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;And it's "With You", so it's not too out of my listening range&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: because tyou are way too smart to listen to loser music&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: &lt;dies&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Yes it is&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Blame Jacqueline!&lt;br /&gt;She's in love with all his music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: and inevitably gets it stuck in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: KissKiss....ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Eeew, not that one!&lt;br /&gt;Jazz likes that one&lt;br /&gt;NOT me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Get me a rapper with some testosgerone, PLEASE. Or you know what? How about just a singer. Yeah. Not a rapper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;With You isn't all that bad ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Kiss Kiss is, though&lt;br /&gt;How're you doing? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Doing well&lt;br /&gt;1/3 of my classes are off&lt;br /&gt;2 of the 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: All my classes are off, it's great :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: No way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: nods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: That is amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: College classes are in between the spring and winter semester...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: What do you do with yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Schola classes&lt;br /&gt;Read :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: And listen to junk music&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Took a bajillion pictures yesterday&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I'll redeem myself right now...&lt;br /&gt;turns on Bach&lt;br /&gt;Happy?&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: YES&lt;br /&gt;There you go&lt;br /&gt;I love Bach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: (Jazz is going to kill you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Tell her I love her too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: (for calling Chris Brown junk music)&lt;br /&gt;brb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Ask her if she wants to go to dinner Friday night with me&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Back!&lt;br /&gt;*Dies*&lt;br /&gt;Jazz: Uhh... no. I've already got a date for Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Jazz: With Chris Brown.&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: With WHO?? Charlie??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz: And then after him, I'm booked with like 3 other guys ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: okay, thats totally cool&lt;br /&gt;Be that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: &lt;laughing&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys would really get along well together...&lt;br /&gt;*Dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: I will remember that when youa re living in a carboard box after getting your HEART STOMPED ON&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;And I will remember the way you treated me...back-burnered me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: And I will stand there, looking down on you&lt;br /&gt;And laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Jazz: Uh huh... I don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Laugh so hard....&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: (she's running out of responses)&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: And then, and then&lt;br /&gt;I will ask you out to dinner&lt;br /&gt;And you will say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: And I will show up 45 minutes late...COMPLTELY humiliating you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: In front of everyone there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Jazz: I only like Italians, Cubans, Mexicans, and Columbians&lt;br /&gt;Jazz: And Dominicans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Well thats good, because I am molato, which is close enough to south American&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Jazz: Um, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz: I also like Spaniards!&lt;br /&gt;*Dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Spaniards are so weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Jazz: And um, Australians. And Sicilians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: You are so racist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Jazz: And RUSSIANS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: What do you got against WHITE AMERICANS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Jazz: And English!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Maybe we are rich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: LOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Hott?&lt;br /&gt;SMART??&lt;br /&gt;THE MAJORITY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: *DIES*&lt;dies&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz: The English are RICHER!&lt;br /&gt;Jazz: Uhh... no not really.&lt;br /&gt;Jazz: And Italians, Sicilians, and Spaniards are hotter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Jazz: And I don't care about brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: And the English are a dying race&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I KNOW you don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: *laughing*&lt;laughing&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Its obvious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Jazz: More reason to marry them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: KISSKISS IS MY FAVORITE SONG OF ALL TIME&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, lots of brain THERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: LOL!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Just flowing out of the ears&lt;br /&gt;Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Jazz: It is NOT my favorite song of all!&lt;br /&gt;Jazz: My favorite song of all is, "The more boys I meet the more I love my dog!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Okay, I got to go. My girlfriend wants to talk to me and she is way moer important then you, JAZZ. Peace out, Spaniard-lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: (Carrie Underwood)&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;laughing&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz: Well, BYE. I have to go... clean. Then I'll make money. And move to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;Jazz: Away from Americans. Like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Go clean. Yeah. MOve up in society to become a JANITOR&lt;br /&gt;NIIIIIIIIICE&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THE AMBITION, JAZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: LOL!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: I REALLY DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Jazz: It's better than chatting with your friend's younger sister!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline: Whatev, amigo.&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline: Oh wait, gringo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Wha...?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, gringo&lt;br /&gt;NO amigo, missy&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: &lt;rofl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you have made enemies of both my sisters...&lt;br /&gt;Jazz: Ai, ai, muchacho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: It was a blast&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: I'm loving this :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Ai, ai, MUCHACHA&lt;br /&gt;WHAT NOW, FOOL??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Oh, so talented!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: I know&lt;br /&gt;I had to lower myself down to her level&lt;br /&gt;For a second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Jazz: You mean foo'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: So that she could understand me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Jazz: Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Alright, I really have to go now&lt;br /&gt;For real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Jacqueline: Or are you speaking gringo again?&lt;br /&gt;Lol, ditto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: My girlfriend...she is demand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Thanks for chatting, Eth :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: yeah, np&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Uh huh ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Bye, Eth! Have a great evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: Alright, you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julietangelinasn: Ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydiab10: bye!&lt;br /&gt;Sent at 9:44 PM on Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-6035089026986725355?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/6035089026986725355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=6035089026986725355' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/6035089026986725355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/6035089026986725355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/02/more-rivalry.html' title='More Rivalry'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-4591652908968570705</id><published>2008-02-07T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T15:45:05.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was bound to happen, and now it has. I got my first speeding ticket today. Okay, this is what happened. Thursday is the only day of the week that I don't have to drive my brother to class. Tuesdays and Thursdays he takes Algebra 2 at a local Christian school, and I drive him and Clayton Ferrazzo there on Tuesdays, and Mrs. Ferrazzo drives them on Thursdays. Well, this Thursday Mrs. F had a doctor's appointment that she forgot about, so I had to take them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My dilemma: Their class starts at 10:45 and my GB class starts at 11:00. It is tight, but I can make it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Not wanting to be late, I was clipping along at a nice pace. I was actually pulling into the United Faith Christian Academy parking lot when a policeman sitting RIGHT at the entrance waved me down. He didn't even turn on his lights. The boys got out, and opened my door, and gave him my liscens. Ends up I was going 59 in a 45. Since I was so compliant, he wrote me down for a 49 in a 45. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2 things about the whole situation are really bad. First, if I just pay the $130 and don't go to court, insurance will get info about it and I will have to pay $5000 over 5 years. In short, it would raise my month insurance from $60 a month to $147 a month. I can afford that, but it would be BRUTAL. EIther that or I could go to court on the assigned day, plead guilty, through myself down at the feet of the judge, and have him clear it. The only problem is that the court day for me is, of all days that it coul dhave been, April 4th. The day I should be sitting in NSA classes and the day I should be with my friends. That screwed EVERYTHING up. I honestly would have to miss 2 days of that weekend if I had to do that, because I honestly can't afford insurance that high. I mean, I can, but I can't, if that makes any sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BUT. There is hope. I called one of my best friends who had the same kind of situation, and he gave me the phone number from heaven. It was the phone number of the attorney that he used to get his ticket cleared without having to go to court. For $250ish I can hire this guy to go to court for me and talk to the judge and get it taken care of. And since the officer who pulled me over took the speed down 10 mph and made it look like I was only going 4 over instead of 14, it would make it even better. I have $250. Its going to hurt, but I can take it. I will still be able to go to Idaho, my insurance will still be low. So, I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; everything will be okay. But I am super distracted and I have papers to write and physics to do...ugh. Just pray that I will be okay. Thankfully my parents didn't flip, because I had everything sorted out before I told them. But yeah. Yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A-much-slower-driver-until-the-fear-of-a-ticket-goes-away-which-might-be-a-while-but-which-won't-be-long-enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-4591652908968570705?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4591652908968570705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=4591652908968570705' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4591652908968570705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4591652908968570705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-6779041578842309058</id><published>2008-02-06T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T17:22:19.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*points to picture of weird orange bird*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;THAT, my friends, is a superb example of sabotage. I took down the obnoxious one of me earlier this afternoon (I know, I was being stupid) and left it blank. Couldn't even walk away for THREE hours and I find this, this, evil flying thing on my profile. Let me assure you of a couple of things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) *I* am not counting down the days until spring training. I love baseball, but not enough to count down the days until TRAINING. The thing *I* am counting down for is my first baseball practice. I signed up yesterday. I am playing this spring. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Never trust your friends with any personal information. I mean, you should never tell them anything, even your closest friends. Of COURSE they are going to use it against you, because they know you aren't going to be mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I am still in the hunt to find out who did it. I can't remember exactly which one of my many and devoted fan club like the stickball team with the orange bird, but I will find out! I have strong suspicions it is Juliet, just because that is something she would try to do... Rest assured that I am hot on whoever's trail it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I am going to leave it because the person amazing enough to do this to me derseves to get a good laugh for probably a week. (Also I need a better picture to go up there.) So its gonna stay for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Anyone else want to make a personal statement using the profile picture on my blog? I am sure it would be a lot of fun... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-6779041578842309058?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/6779041578842309058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=6779041578842309058' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/6779041578842309058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/6779041578842309058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/points-to-picture-of-weird-orange-bird.html' title='*points to picture of weird orange bird*'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-5606488738233992945</id><published>2008-02-04T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T21:01:28.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Construction Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KEqTqT8MI/AAAAAAAAACg/3qdVfnfpB3k/s1600-h/contruction&amp;amp;gun+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161833985287123138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KEqTqT8MI/AAAAAAAAACg/3qdVfnfpB3k/s320/contruction%26gun+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KEUDqT8LI/AAAAAAAAACY/aoDGx5fb3mo/s1600-h/contruction&amp;amp;gun+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161833603035033778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KEUDqT8LI/AAAAAAAAACY/aoDGx5fb3mo/s320/contruction%26gun+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KEFzqT8KI/AAAAAAAAACQ/9-k5hkbHRrU/s1600-h/contruction&amp;amp;gun+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161833358221897890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KEFzqT8KI/AAAAAAAAACQ/9-k5hkbHRrU/s320/contruction%26gun+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KDtTqT8JI/AAAAAAAAACI/z8VF80zjld4/s1600-h/contruction&amp;amp;gun+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161832937315102866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KDtTqT8JI/AAAAAAAAACI/z8VF80zjld4/s320/contruction%26gun+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KDfDqT8II/AAAAAAAAACA/OIioxucB3Cc/s1600-h/contruction&amp;amp;gun+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161832692501966978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KDfDqT8II/AAAAAAAAACA/OIioxucB3Cc/s320/contruction%26gun+003.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;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KDUDqT8HI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0U3qCD320_Y/s1600-h/contruction&amp;amp;gun+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161832503523405938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KDUDqT8HI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0U3qCD320_Y/s320/contruction%26gun+002.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KDBzqT8GI/AAAAAAAAABw/6sIeqM8sZI8/s1600-h/contruction&amp;amp;gun+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161832189990793314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KDBzqT8GI/AAAAAAAAABw/6sIeqM8sZI8/s320/contruction%26gun+001.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;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here are some pictures of the contruction project that is going on at our house. So basically what is happening is that we ran out of space. We have 3 rooms for the kids, 3 kids to a room, and then one for mom and dad. So we decided to change our current two-car garage into a master bedroom/bathroom/mudroom. So, because we would have no garage and 4 cars, we decided to build a 3 car garage across the back of our current one. So we needed a new driveway. Here are the pictures of that being done. They are pretty self-explanatory, although they are not all quite in chronicalogical order. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-5606488738233992945?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/5606488738233992945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=5606488738233992945' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/5606488738233992945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/5606488738233992945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/02/construction-project.html' title='Construction Project'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6KEqTqT8MI/AAAAAAAAACg/3qdVfnfpB3k/s72-c/contruction%26gun+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-1306422286719082236</id><published>2008-02-04T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:52:58.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hott Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6ey3zqT8NI/AAAAAAAAACo/_MaxCgpNbKU/s1600-h/Simon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163292169633788114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6ey3zqT8NI/AAAAAAAAACo/_MaxCgpNbKU/s400/Simon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hey girls. He's available. Better grab him while you can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(20 years isn't too long to wait for a man like that, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-1306422286719082236?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/1306422286719082236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=1306422286719082236' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/1306422286719082236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/1306422286719082236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/hott-stuff.html' title='Hott Stuff'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R6ey3zqT8NI/AAAAAAAAACo/_MaxCgpNbKU/s72-c/Simon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-4289407496440389364</id><published>2008-01-31T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T17:29:59.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is something I wrote for AP Lit. I had to use two poetic devices and it could only be one sentence. Thankfully, it didn't have to rhyme. ;-) Tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victory &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roar of sound&lt;br /&gt;Rolls like a wave;&lt;br /&gt;Chanting from heaven,&lt;br /&gt;Dousing the pained bodies&lt;br /&gt;With emotions of bliss.&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/6587566769135582549-4289407496440389364?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4289407496440389364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=4289407496440389364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4289407496440389364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4289407496440389364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/poem.html' title='A Poem'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-4487443967814328986</id><published>2008-01-26T22:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T22:08:10.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Info</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I found this information really shocking. This will help you understand what I mean when I say "working all the time" or "I have to go to work." And its my excuse for not taking as many classes as a lot of you amazingly smart people. A sad excuse, but hey, it's a sad life. (Not really. Don't know why I said that...) Just check this out: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;From 1/01/07 - 12/31/07: I worked 459.33 hours for FlyCarolina Aviation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I made... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am not going to say. First of all, I don't want to sound like I am boasting. Second of all this is a public place, and not that it really matters if someone knows much I made this year (except for the IRS...just kidding), its just better to keep it safe. If you want to know, send me an e-mail and I will happily tell you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway, those numbers are amazing to me. I guess I didn't realize how much that all accumulated...duuuuuuuude. That was just kind of an eyeopener for me. Thought I would share it with you all... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.S. COMING SOON: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Post about construction at my house &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Post about my airsoft gun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-4487443967814328986?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4487443967814328986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=4487443967814328986' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4487443967814328986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4487443967814328986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/interesting-info.html' title='Interesting Info'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-1528556931254521746</id><published>2008-01-21T07:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T14:20:50.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wohoo! Hey, I was pretty close with my predictions. Patriots won by 11, and the Giants by 3. But I was RIGHT on about the what would happen if the Giants stopped the Packers running game. Giants held the Packers to well under 100 rushing yards, and look what happens: Brett Favre throws two BAD interceptions...is there money in predicting the outcome in games? That would be sweeeeeeeeeet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Shan, I am appalled that you are going for the Patriots. I know their quarterback is really hot, but, honestly, IS THAT GOOD ENOUGH? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(It actually is, I guess, for a baseball fan...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Who are the rest of you going for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-1528556931254521746?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/1528556931254521746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=1528556931254521746' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/1528556931254521746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/1528556931254521746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/super-bowl-time.html' title='Super Bowl Time!'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-256386407867331597</id><published>2008-01-07T07:17:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T13:13:36.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life At the Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R5DsPmbsvjI/AAAAAAAAABk/Cs9PleSIf3Q/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156881326098136626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R5DsPmbsvjI/AAAAAAAAABk/Cs9PleSIf3Q/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A picture is worth a thousand words...&lt;br /&gt;(Which is really convenient since I usually don't like typing more then 50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6587566769135582549-256386407867331597?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/256386407867331597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=256386407867331597' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/256386407867331597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/256386407867331597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-life-at-moment_7460.html' title='My Life At the Moment'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/R5DsPmbsvjI/AAAAAAAAABk/Cs9PleSIf3Q/s72-c/Picture+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-8328862424535128044</id><published>2008-01-07T07:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T13:52:24.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AFC/NFC Game Analysis</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;AFC Championship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;San Diego Chargers (12-5) vs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;New England Patriots (17-0) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For the Chargers to win this game, 2 things are going to have to happen. First, and most importantly, they are going to have to put pressure on Tom Brady. If Brady is comfortable in the pocket like he was against Jacksonville, his defense and play terribly and their running game be pretty much non-existant, and they still win. Tom Brady, against Jacksonville, threw the ball 26 times, and it was caught 24 times. That is amazing. But it has been proven in times past that if you can really make Tom Brady hurry (or any QB for that matter) then they will not be that consistent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Secondly, the Chargers HAVE to establish the running game with LT. Phillip Rivers (their QB) is really talented, and is really growing up to be one of the NFL's top quarterbacks, but he is not there yet, and the New England secondary is pretty much amazing. Tomilson will have to rush for over 120 yards for Chargers to win. And that is not easy to do against the Patriots. But if the Chargers can do that, then that will really allow Rivers to make easier throws and take the game off his shoulders. He should not have to carry the team, and if he does on Sunday, they will lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Other Factors: Weather. I think that, since the game is in New England, and since the Chargers are from one of the warmest places in the NFL, that if there is snow, its going to be hard for the Chargers to cope with. I know from personal experience that playing in weather that you are not used to really puts you at a disadvantage. And playing football in the cold is really tough. We will see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Prediction: New England Patriots by 14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If Upset Occurs: San Diego Chargers by 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NFC Championship Game:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;New York Giants (13-6) vs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Green Bay Packers (14-3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now this game is a lot less lopsided then the AFC game. Both teams have talented quarterbacks, more then one star at running back, and steady defenses. Weather won't make a difference in this game, since both teams are from up north. The Giants started as the Wildcard team and have knocked off the #3 and #1 team in the NFC, all in their stadiums. This is a game of two quarterbacks that are not acting their age. Eli in this 3rd (I think) NFL season and Bret in his 13th or 14th...one QB in his mid twenties and the other in his early forties. Eli Manning, the Giants quarterback, who had a really rough start to this season, has matured and improved significantly during the last half of the season and the playoffs. He has really come into his element. But he is not as good as Bret Favre. Bret has lost almost none of his touch or power, even though he is grey-haired and 40+. And he has a better head for the game, that comes, only with experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But inspite of it seeming to be a showdown between two talented QBs, the make-or-break factor is not how they perform in this game. Last week when Green Bay beat the Seahawks 42-20, the knockout punch game from Green Bays running game. Jackson (I think that is his name), #25, had over 200 rushing yards against the Seahawks, and that is very impressive. Not only does that wear a defense down, it discourages them. And it really takes the pressure off of Bret Favre, who is only human. New York MUST not allow Green Bay to run over them like that. In fact, if Green Bay rushes for over 100 yards, I don't think that New York will win. They must TOTALLY stop the run, and make Bret Favre throw the ball. Bret doesn't like to throw the ball in the cold. Look at the Green Bay/Chicago game earlier in the season: when Chicago totally stuffed the Green Bay running game, Bret Favre had to throw. And that only produced 7 points. If the Packers don't have a balanced game, then they can crumble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Offensively for New York, they need to protect Eli Manning from beginning to end. Getting sacked is one of the most discouraging things for a young quarterback, and putting pressure on a young guy like Eli will make him make mistakes: lots of mistakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Prediction: Green Bay Packers by 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If Upset Occurs: New York Giants by 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Either ways, its going to be a GREAT game. And if one of you actually read all of that, you are so becoming my hero for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-8328862424535128044?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/8328862424535128044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=8328862424535128044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8328862424535128044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8328862424535128044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/afcnfc-game-analysis.html' title='AFC/NFC Game Analysis'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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-6587566769135582549.post-7727997930542125359</id><published>2008-01-07T07:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T08:13:42.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Part I (Ethan and Juliet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ethan: I am so glad GB starts on Thursday!!&lt;br /&gt;  me: YES!&lt;br /&gt;  I have been soo bouncy all day :-D&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I can imagine&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  If I didn't have a huge paper due that day too, I would attend both classes&lt;br /&gt;  I doubt I have time to make them both&lt;br /&gt; me: &lt;g&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: But hey, if I *can*, I will&lt;br /&gt;  me: Ooh, what type of paper?&lt;br /&gt;3:50 PM Lol, I have a class at the same time as the A class :-P&lt;br /&gt;  Otherwise I would definitely visit&lt;br /&gt;3:51 PM Ethan: Sorry, talkign to mom&lt;br /&gt;  My paper&lt;br /&gt;  me: Lol, no problem :-)&lt;br /&gt;   (Hello, Mrs. Brandt!)&lt;br /&gt;3:52 PM  Ethan: Is a comparison/contrast paper on two characters (Mr. Dimmesdale and Mr. Darcy) for AP Lit&lt;br /&gt;  The characters are optional&lt;br /&gt;  But I picked those two&lt;br /&gt; me: Whoa!! Cool!!&lt;br /&gt;  How long does it have to be?&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: No more then 1500 words...she wants us to be pithy...which is hard&lt;br /&gt;  lol&lt;br /&gt;3:53 PM So, its not long&lt;br /&gt;  Its actually so SHORT its hard&lt;br /&gt; me: &lt;nods&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: But yeah&lt;br /&gt;  me: Those are the best :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: I know&lt;br /&gt;  me: I just turned in 3 papers on Oedipus&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: I don't like the really long ones&lt;br /&gt;   Ooo, I love that play&lt;br /&gt;  me: And they all had to be under 3 pages&lt;br /&gt;3:54 PM It's amazing :-D&lt;br /&gt;  My copy is practically illegible because of all the notes I took, lol&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Did jazzy see what I said to her last night on GTAlk (she wasn't there)&lt;br /&gt;  LOL&lt;br /&gt;  That is great&lt;br /&gt;  me: Lol! I don't know, I'm down in San Diego right now :-)&lt;br /&gt;   I'll ask her when I talk to her on the phone later on&lt;br /&gt;  What did you tell her?&lt;br /&gt;3:55 PM Ethan: It was about SD beating the Colts...I was going for the Chargers...&lt;br /&gt;  I thought she would like to know that&lt;br /&gt;  ;_)&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)*&lt;br /&gt;  me: Lol!!!&lt;br /&gt;   She will be very proud of you :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: I am sure&lt;br /&gt;  me: &lt;g&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: ;-)&lt;br /&gt;3:56 PM But I always was SURE to say that there is no way they will beat the patriots&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;   I can just see her face :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: I can't, but I will take your word for it&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt; me: Lol!&lt;br /&gt;  dies Jacqueline knows you pretty well...&lt;br /&gt;  I'm reading your 13 things&lt;br /&gt;  and Jacqueline says&lt;br /&gt;3:57 PM "I bet he'll say something about food at least once"&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt;  me: "Football at least twice"&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Well, duh&lt;br /&gt;   ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  me: "And music and driving."&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: .....&lt;br /&gt;  Am I really that transparent?&lt;br /&gt;  me: Oh yeah :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: That is creepy&lt;br /&gt;  I need to get complicated&lt;br /&gt; me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Get a sad emotional side&lt;br /&gt;  me: diiiies&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: That girls think is mysterious&lt;br /&gt;3:58 PM Or something like that&lt;br /&gt; me: Somehow, that just wouldn't work with you :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: I know&lt;br /&gt;   But it would be fun to try...fun to try to be subdued online for a month&lt;br /&gt;  me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Just to get a reaction&lt;br /&gt;  me: You'd probably get a hilarious one&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Be all depressed ALL the time&lt;br /&gt;  me: lots of emails saying&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Negative comments&lt;br /&gt;  Bad advice&lt;br /&gt;  me: "ETH! Are you all right?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;3:59 PM Ethan: "Everyone sucks!"&lt;br /&gt;  me: dies&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: ;-)&lt;br /&gt;   "especially me!"&lt;br /&gt;  WE ARE A LOSERS&lt;br /&gt;  me: You're just too transparent :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Everyone would see through it&lt;br /&gt;  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: I know&lt;br /&gt;   Like some famous 7 year old said, "If the world didn't suck, we would all be in space"&lt;br /&gt; me: Re: your 13 things - can you sing 5 songs from musicals? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Musicals...probably&lt;br /&gt;4:00 PM  Does Sound of Music count?&lt;br /&gt;   And Marry Poppins&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  me: Yep!&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: And Chitty-Chitty-Bang Bang?&lt;br /&gt; me: &lt;rofl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Wow&lt;br /&gt;  Most definitely!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I totally could!&lt;br /&gt;  me: dies&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: What about Shirley Temple?&lt;br /&gt;  SHE WAS SO HOT&lt;br /&gt;   ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: (just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;  me: LOLOL!!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;laughing&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And yes, she counts :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Too bad she is my GRANDMA's age...&lt;br /&gt;  Dang it&lt;br /&gt;4:01 PM me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;  My sisters and I loved all her movies...&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I did too&lt;br /&gt;  me: and our favorite one was the one where she was a teenager&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Although I will never admit it&lt;br /&gt;  me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;   We have probably seen almost every classic musical&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: "The good ship lollipop"&lt;br /&gt; me: Lol!&lt;br /&gt;  Yep :-D&lt;br /&gt;  My brothers adored "Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm"&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: "Animal crackers in my soup"&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  me: Although now they won't admit it :-P&lt;br /&gt;4:02 PM  Ethan: Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm?&lt;br /&gt;  We have the book&lt;br /&gt;  Never seen the movie&lt;br /&gt;  Never READ the book ,actually&lt;br /&gt;  me: The book is fun&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Didn't sound....interesting&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt; me: The movie is better :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Lol!&lt;br /&gt;  It is more of a girl book...&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: No, really??&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt; me: but the boys still love it, &lt;g&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;4:03 PM  Ethan: Heheh&lt;br /&gt;  me: 'nother re: 13 things&lt;br /&gt;  Why do you hate blogging?&lt;br /&gt;  :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Did you read my responce to Shannon?&lt;br /&gt;  me: Aha! I see it now, reading&lt;br /&gt;   Lol, you definitely have to keep doing it :-D&lt;br /&gt;4:04 PM  Ethan: I guess&lt;br /&gt;   If you say so...&lt;br /&gt;  me: Yours is one of the few blogs the whole SN clan reads...&lt;br /&gt;  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;  I do :-D&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: THEY ALL READ IT?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;  me: Like when you posted about your trip&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Like, as in EVERYONE?!&lt;br /&gt; me: I heard it from Leo&lt;br /&gt;  Well, all of us kids :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Still...&lt;br /&gt;  me: And Mom and Dad hear what happens, lol&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: My family doesn't even read it, lol&lt;br /&gt;  me: Lol!!&lt;br /&gt;4:05 PM  My family reads two blogs...&lt;br /&gt;   Yours&lt;br /&gt;   and the Wheelers&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Thats awesome&lt;br /&gt;   I feel special&lt;br /&gt;  me: They find entertainment in knowing things about my friends before I know it :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: lol!&lt;br /&gt;   (am I really that entertaining???)&lt;br /&gt; me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;  Yes, you are :-D&lt;br /&gt;4:06 PM  Ethan: Wow&lt;br /&gt;  me: &lt;grins&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: I guess I have to keep posting&lt;br /&gt;4:07 PM  me: Yep! Unless you want the wrath of the SN's...&lt;br /&gt;   ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Which would be tragic&lt;br /&gt; me: :-D&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I would lose half of my most devoted fans&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  me: &lt;rofl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: But yeah&lt;br /&gt;4:08 PM  What are you doing in SD?&lt;br /&gt; me: Helping my Nina with her kids :-)&lt;br /&gt;  My Nino just got home from the hospital on Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;  So, I'm here with Jacqueline :-)&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: knows enough spanish...&lt;br /&gt;   ;-)&lt;br /&gt;   Cool!&lt;br /&gt;  me: Lol!&lt;br /&gt;4:09 PM  It's gorgeous here&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: I know...&lt;br /&gt;  me: We're just 5 minutes away from the beach&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Those Chargers are going to get a rude awakening playing the Pats in the SNOW in NE&lt;br /&gt; me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: They probably have never even seen snow...&lt;br /&gt;  me: Hey!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;rofl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: "I read about it in a ESPN magazine once..."&lt;br /&gt;4:10 PM me: &lt;dies&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: (Phillip Rivers)&lt;br /&gt;   "They say its cold."&lt;br /&gt;   "I'm not even sure what that means..."&lt;br /&gt;  me: Laughing&lt;br /&gt;  I'd love to see Jazzy's response to that...&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Well, she's never on&lt;br /&gt;  And when she is&lt;br /&gt;  Shes never there&lt;br /&gt;  And when she's there AND on&lt;br /&gt;  I'm not there&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;4:11 PM me: Lol!&lt;br /&gt;  True...&lt;br /&gt;  She's rarely online&lt;br /&gt;  oh brb&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Good for her&lt;br /&gt;  k&lt;br /&gt;4:13 PM And oh, I thought you would like that comment I made about being ready to discipline children on my blog...I figured you would relate ;-)&lt;br /&gt;4:14 PM  me: Back!&lt;br /&gt;   LOL!&lt;br /&gt;   Oh yes :-D&lt;br /&gt;   I told my Mom...&lt;br /&gt;   And she thought it was hilarious, &lt;g&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt;4:15 PM  me: :-D&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;  What can I say?&lt;br /&gt;  You can call me Mr. Mom&lt;br /&gt;  (Which is a pretty good song)&lt;br /&gt;  me: LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;   Never heard of it&lt;br /&gt;   By whom?&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: YOU HAVEN'T?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt; me: Uh oh&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: By Lonestar&lt;br /&gt;  COuntry&lt;br /&gt;4:16 PM  me: Ahh, that explains it&lt;br /&gt;   I'm sadly deficient in my country music knowledge :-D&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;makes&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: No worries&lt;br /&gt;   You know Shania Twain&lt;br /&gt;  Thats enough&lt;br /&gt;   ;-)&lt;br /&gt;   FOR ANYOE&lt;br /&gt;   NE*&lt;br /&gt;  Right?&lt;br /&gt;  me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;   Of course! &lt;lol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:17 PM  Ethan: Right&lt;br /&gt;   ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  me: Not that I had heard it before this summer...&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: .........&lt;br /&gt;  me: and that was during COUGHS interesting circumstances&lt;br /&gt;   :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: YOU HADN'T HEARD THE SONG BEFORE I SANG IT?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;  Well, sorry to ruin it for you...&lt;br /&gt;  wow&lt;br /&gt; me: LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;4:18 PM Yeahh... as I said, sadly deficient of any country music knowledge&lt;br /&gt;  :-D&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: My version is not hte best one to here...actually, on second thought, it IS, because that will make you like the Original THAT MUCH MORE&lt;br /&gt;   So maybe I should have a version of EVERY song&lt;br /&gt;   Out there&lt;br /&gt;   Aritists would pay me&lt;br /&gt;  me: LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: So THEIR original cds would sell more&lt;br /&gt;  me: You could be a billionaire!&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Because my version sucked&lt;br /&gt; me: People would appreciate real music...&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: ;-)&lt;br /&gt;   EXACTLY&lt;br /&gt;   You could be my manager&lt;br /&gt;4:19 PM  me: You can start a cultural revolution! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;  Oh yeah :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: And get a 25% cut&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt; me: dies&lt;br /&gt;  Jacqueline wants to know when you went to Mexico...&lt;br /&gt;  and where in Mexico you went&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: Jasmine can make my Music Video outfits...&lt;br /&gt;  me: &lt;lol!!!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:20 PM  Ethan: And she can get a 10% cut&lt;br /&gt; me: really laughing&lt;br /&gt;  I'm sure she would be... um, honored!&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: The rest of the SN's can be the core of my fanclub&lt;br /&gt; me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: And make teeshirts&lt;br /&gt;  And banenrs&lt;br /&gt;  and stuff&lt;br /&gt;  me: rofl&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Wigs with haircuts like mine...&lt;br /&gt;  Totally awesome&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  me: You're having too much fun with this :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Lol!!&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: OH, I HAVE IT&lt;br /&gt;4:21 PM  me: Uh oh&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: THE ULTIMATE MERCHANDISE&lt;br /&gt;  ETHAN BRANDT BOBBLE HEADS. EVERYONE WILL LOVE THE #33!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;  I LOVE IT&lt;br /&gt; me: &lt;waits&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  LOL!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: That WOULD be amazing&lt;br /&gt;  me: The concept fame gets to your head doesn't even apply here...&lt;br /&gt;  The IDEA of fame gets to your head!&lt;br /&gt;  :-D&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt;4:22 PM Well, if by posting once every 3 months of my blog makes me famous with a family I barely know...there are no limits to the possiblities for me&lt;br /&gt;   Since I am obvisouly gifted&lt;br /&gt;   With...&lt;br /&gt;   Um...&lt;br /&gt;  Um...&lt;br /&gt;  me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: (what am I gifted with?)&lt;br /&gt; me: That's an excellent question&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;4:23 PM Gifted with....&lt;br /&gt;  thinks&lt;br /&gt;  We know it's not an excellent voice&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: waits&lt;br /&gt;  Exactluy&lt;br /&gt; me: And it can't be your good looks&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: 'That has been established a LOGN time ago&lt;br /&gt;   HEY&lt;br /&gt;  me: &lt;mischevious&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I know some people who would BEG to differ&lt;br /&gt;  me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;   Uh huh...&lt;br /&gt;4:24 PM  Ethan: I know your sex too well, you just say things like that to secretly veil your undying love, devotion, and affection&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  me: LOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;   Mr. Collins should take notes from you ;-)&lt;br /&gt;4:25 PM  Ethan: If you logout right now, its oka&lt;br /&gt;  y&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: I couldn't blame you&lt;br /&gt;  I know&lt;br /&gt;  me: :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Actually, I took notes form Mr. Collins&lt;br /&gt;  as you can probably tell&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  And what a teacher he is&lt;br /&gt;  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;  me: Oh really? &lt;dripping&gt; I would never guess...&lt;br /&gt;  :-D&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: I Know&lt;br /&gt;   It really seemed SUPER originial&lt;br /&gt;   Like EVERYTHING I say or do&lt;br /&gt;4:26 PM  Or think&lt;br /&gt;  me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;  Ethan: Or eat&lt;br /&gt;  Wha??&lt;br /&gt; me: LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt; Ethan: How did that slip in there?&lt;br /&gt;  Wow&lt;br /&gt;  ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;  me: Diiiiies&lt;br /&gt;   You are hilarious, Eth :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-7727997930542125359?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/7727997930542125359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=7727997930542125359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/7727997930542125359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/7727997930542125359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/part-i-ethan-and-juliet_07.html' title='Part I (Ethan and Juliet'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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-6587566769135582549.post-9021739467345985416</id><published>2008-01-07T07:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T08:10:19.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Part II (Me and Juliet)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ethan: ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I'm not smart...hilarity doesn't get you into college&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;4:27 PM me: Lol!!&lt;br /&gt;You could be a commedian ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: It gets you in trouble once you are IN college&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;Its a flooded market&lt;br /&gt;me: You and KB could host your own show...&lt;br /&gt;Lol!&lt;br /&gt;Too true&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: And they don't make enough money&lt;br /&gt;And they travel&lt;br /&gt;Not good for a family&lt;br /&gt;me: Lol!!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: I would have to find a reall serious wife to balance it out&lt;br /&gt;And I don't reallty want that&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;4:28 PM You are a nut :-D&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: I mean&lt;br /&gt;If your wife is more mature then you are&lt;br /&gt;You ain't gettin no respect&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: (and I am speaking, OF COURSE, from personal experience)&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;dies&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Since I have been married so many times&lt;br /&gt;me: Oh, of course&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: For so many years&lt;br /&gt;4:29 PM Yeah&lt;br /&gt;me: You have SUCH a wide range of experience to speak from...&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Exactly&lt;br /&gt;me: :-D&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: (And I'm not even Mormon)&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Wow, I have to be carefu;&lt;br /&gt;That already eliminates a large part of my audience&lt;br /&gt;When I travel to Utah&lt;br /&gt;me: dies&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: I can see it now&lt;br /&gt;4:30 PM Going to Utah...&lt;br /&gt;Selling 5 tickets&lt;br /&gt;me: Lol!!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Because I made a mormon joke&lt;br /&gt;dang it!&lt;br /&gt;My career ends&lt;br /&gt;I have no college education&lt;br /&gt;me: Your whole career is gone!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: My family is starving&lt;br /&gt;My wife hates me&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU KNOW WHAT I WILL DO????&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU???&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;4:31 PM Ethan: POST ON MY BLOG&lt;br /&gt;THATS WHAT I WILL DO&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: BECAUSE THAT MAKES EVERYTHING FEEL BETTER&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;me: Enjoying your caps lock?&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: And then, after that, I willc ome to you and beg for some money, sicne you are going to be rich and famous by 25&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: (shift is cooler then caps lock)&lt;br /&gt;me: (nuh uh, caps lock rules the world)&lt;br /&gt;4:32 PM (with an iron fist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nods&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: ....actually, maybe I do have hope. If people like you go out there and try to crack a joke, THEN MAYBE PEOPLE MIGHT JUST POSSIBLY THINK I AM FUNNY?!?!&lt;br /&gt;(just kidding, just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;That was so mean&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: I feel like a jerk now&lt;br /&gt;me: Dies&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Sorry&lt;br /&gt;4:33 PM me: Don't apologize :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;really&gt;If I put all of this in a blogpost...&lt;br /&gt;ponders&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Well, I already did, but if you had said so earlier, I might not have...&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;I probably should post it on mine&lt;br /&gt;Because I have nothing better to say&lt;br /&gt;YOU HERE THAT, READERS!!&lt;br /&gt;4:34 PM I HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO SAY&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;That you don't know how to spell ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: I LOVE FOOTBALL, FOOD, AND IGLOOS&lt;br /&gt;YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT&lt;br /&gt;Please post a comment&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: And I will get to it as soon as I can&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;me: Between Shan, KB, and I...&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: ;-)&lt;br /&gt;me: You always get comments ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Way too many&lt;br /&gt;I will have over twenty by the end of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;4:35 PM me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: But yeah&lt;br /&gt;Its crazy&lt;br /&gt;My mom asked me why most of the people that were reading/responding to my posts were girls, and why all teh people that texted me/I texted where girls...&lt;br /&gt;4:36 PM I had to explain&lt;br /&gt;That guys don't usually like to chat&lt;br /&gt;For just he sake of chatting&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: When we text, we say "be there in 5"&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;"When is practice tonight"&lt;br /&gt;Same with blogging, in general&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;me: Lol!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: I think she gets it now&lt;br /&gt;4:37 PM me: &lt;g&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: I mean, it really takes a girl to make a conversation lively&lt;br /&gt;Even if they aren't talking&lt;br /&gt;Like now&lt;br /&gt;See&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: I am being obnoxious&lt;br /&gt;And jackin my jaw&lt;br /&gt;me: laughing again&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: To you&lt;br /&gt;But, if it was a guy&lt;br /&gt;4:38 PM There would be a dead silence...&lt;br /&gt;(not awkward, just dead, awkward silences only happen with guys and girls, heh)&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Guys with guys don't have awkward silences ;-)&lt;br /&gt;me: dies&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Or, at least not in the south&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in San Fran&lt;br /&gt;But yeah&lt;br /&gt;me: You know what's hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: don't really want to talk about that&lt;br /&gt;me: You have been talking this whole time&lt;br /&gt;and I've barely said a bunch of "LOL"s&lt;br /&gt;4:39 PM and you still keep talking :-D&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: LOL&lt;br /&gt;me: It's great&lt;br /&gt;:-D&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: What can I say? It doesn't take much to encourage me&lt;br /&gt;me: I noticed :-D&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: My joke tank is getting empty&lt;br /&gt;dude&lt;br /&gt;not good'&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;rofl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: I still have to be awake for another 2 or 3 hours&lt;br /&gt;4:40 PM me: How shall you ever survive? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;These 13 things are fun to read...&lt;br /&gt;4:41 PM and Jacqueline still wants to know when/where you went to Mexico, lol&lt;br /&gt;(she just came in)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: I went ot Cancun for vacation with my uncle and aunt and their kids 3 or 4 years ago&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome&lt;br /&gt;me: Ahh, cool!&lt;br /&gt;I love going down to Ensenada...&lt;br /&gt;4:42 PM The boys love it because we get tacos all the time :-P&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Can't hate that!&lt;br /&gt;;_)&lt;br /&gt;;-) *&lt;br /&gt;me: Lol&lt;br /&gt;4:43 PM Ethan: I just posted on the JI forum&lt;br /&gt;me: Whoa! The kids just woke up from their nap... I heard a huge crash from their room.&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Now my joke tank is OFICIALLY empty&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh&lt;br /&gt;Someone fall off the top bunk?&lt;br /&gt;me: No, I think they're playing Spiderman&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: (done that before)&lt;br /&gt;me: and actually trying to climb the walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;listening&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: To fall off the bed AND play spider man&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;4:44 PM me: Yeah, that was the bookcase they tried climbing&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: niiiiice&lt;br /&gt;me: Alexis just got stuck in one of the cubicles, &lt;dies&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Its got good foothold and handholds&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;me: And a good hiding spot, apparently :-P&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Thats awesome&lt;br /&gt;4:45 PM Where exactly do you live, if not in SD then?&lt;br /&gt;I thought you lived there&lt;br /&gt;me: I live in West Covina, it's two hours north of here :-)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Oh, okay&lt;br /&gt;What does your dad do for work?&lt;br /&gt;me: He works at a real estate company, manager of the help desk :-)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: (sorry if I ask serious questions, I am letting my tank recharge)&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;4:46 PM Ethan: Cool! What company?&lt;br /&gt;One of the big ones?&lt;br /&gt;me: He's amazing with computers :-)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Like Allen Tate or Caldwell Banker?&lt;br /&gt;me: It's actually pretty small, just the LA area&lt;br /&gt;which is big enough, lol&lt;br /&gt;MRMLS :-)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: thats awesome&lt;br /&gt;lol, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;MR must be a certain extention of the MLS&lt;br /&gt;4:47 PM My dad does realestate&lt;br /&gt;He and a guy from our church started a company&lt;br /&gt;Just the two of them&lt;br /&gt;Buying foreclosures&lt;br /&gt;Fixing them up&lt;br /&gt;And selling them&lt;br /&gt;me: Ahh, cool!!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: (caleb and I do a lot of the work...we get paid, of course)&lt;br /&gt;So dad just got his brokers liscens&lt;br /&gt;So we can put our house and any other houses on the MLS&lt;br /&gt;Which is nice&lt;br /&gt;4:48 PM me: Cool!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;He is hoping the CPD (Covenant Property Development) will get big enough so he can leave US Airways...if that DOES happen, its a long ways away&lt;br /&gt;Heh&lt;br /&gt;4:49 PM me: Neat! Daddy owns a small business with his friend also...&lt;br /&gt;It advertises for all the classical ACCS schools&lt;br /&gt;I love working with that&lt;br /&gt;I do all the graphics for their websites, flyers, etc.&lt;br /&gt;It's a blast :-D&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;What does ACCS stand for&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?*&lt;br /&gt;4:50 PM me: Association of Classical Christian Schools&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Cool!&lt;br /&gt;Is that nationwide&lt;br /&gt;me: Mainly, all the Doug Wilson inspired schools&lt;br /&gt;Yep!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Or local?&lt;br /&gt;Ah, okay&lt;br /&gt;Sweet&lt;br /&gt;me: It's actually pretty cool, if you look at the list of ACCS schools&lt;br /&gt;You'll find names like "Franklin Family, Independent, Texas"&lt;br /&gt;And a bunch of other Scholars :-D&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Cool!&lt;br /&gt;me: Like, the school Annie goes to, that's ACCS :-)&lt;br /&gt;4:51 PM Ethan: I bet Covenant Classical in Concord is too, then&lt;br /&gt;Thats awesome&lt;br /&gt;me: Yep!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: (Concord is 35 min north of here, got friends that go/went there(&lt;br /&gt;)*&lt;br /&gt;me: Ahh, cool!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: What kind of church do you go to?&lt;br /&gt;As in, denomination?&lt;br /&gt;me: Daddy started a school down here in San Diego&lt;br /&gt;4:52 PM Southern Baptist :-)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Awesome...&lt;br /&gt;I love Baptists, actually&lt;br /&gt;me: Although we would go to an OPC, if there was one near us, lol&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: I don't agree completely with theology&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;They have a love for ministry and the gospel that some presbyterians, I think, lack&lt;br /&gt;4:53 PM Ministry meaning missions&lt;br /&gt;Heh&lt;br /&gt;me: Oh yes, that's what I love about our church.&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: that was a type&lt;br /&gt;typo*&lt;br /&gt;me: Lol!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Southern Baptist ALL the way out in Cali...wow&lt;br /&gt;That rocks my socks&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;4:54 PM Ethan: Of course, its not the same, since your pastor is probably not southern&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL&lt;br /&gt;me: Definitely not :-D&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;It counts for something? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: absolutely&lt;br /&gt;brb&lt;br /&gt;me: 'kay!&lt;br /&gt;6 minutes&lt;br /&gt;5:01 PM Ethan: oka, back&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;phone call&lt;br /&gt;me: Welcome back!&lt;br /&gt;No problem :-)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: THANK YOU&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO LOVED&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD I DO WITHOUT YOU?!?&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;5:02 PM Has anybody ever told you that you are crazy?&lt;br /&gt;Just out of curiousity :-D&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: NEVER&lt;br /&gt;I mean&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;All the time&lt;br /&gt;Heh&lt;br /&gt;me: Rofl&lt;br /&gt;Why am I not surprised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;g&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;me: :-D&lt;br /&gt;5:03 PM Ethan: Wow&lt;br /&gt;That was lame&lt;br /&gt;And I am insane&lt;br /&gt;Feel the pain?&lt;br /&gt;Because the shame&lt;br /&gt;me: Lol!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Of the really weak brain&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;5:04 PM me: Your poor joke tank...&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: I RAN OUT OF WORKS&lt;br /&gt;me: Works?&lt;br /&gt;Rofl&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: SEE!&lt;br /&gt;Words&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;me: I think they're running away from you ;-)&lt;br /&gt;You scared them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nods&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:06 PM Ethan: Heh&lt;br /&gt;I misuse them&lt;br /&gt;I deserve it&lt;br /&gt;me: True&lt;br /&gt;:-D&lt;br /&gt;5:08 PM When this song finishes, I have to get back to my history paper :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bounces&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: What song?&lt;br /&gt;me: It's wonderful having to write so much&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline is listening to Bubbly :-D&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: .........&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;5:09 PM NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;me: mischevious grin&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;dies&lt;br /&gt;me: Don't you just LOOOOVE that song?&lt;br /&gt;What do you think is worse - Buble's Everything or Bubbly?&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: "It starts in my toes, and I crinkle my nose, whever you go, I always know"&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: "You make me smile now, stay for a while now..."&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;me: I don't even know the lyrics!&lt;br /&gt;And you do&lt;br /&gt;That's scary :-D&lt;br /&gt;5:11 PM Ethan: I now&lt;br /&gt;know*&lt;br /&gt;Like I said&lt;br /&gt;I like music&lt;br /&gt;me: Lol, true&lt;br /&gt;But next time I see you...&lt;br /&gt;You HAVE to sing Bubbly for me&lt;br /&gt;and I'll video-tape it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;adamant&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:12 PM Ethan: Only with music&lt;br /&gt;And a mic&lt;br /&gt;me: I agree with you on that...&lt;br /&gt;Acapella&lt;br /&gt;Um&lt;br /&gt;Scary ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Mouth proved that&lt;br /&gt;5:13 PM me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, even if I did get you to sing it acapella&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it would still go on everyone's iPods...&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;g&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Absolutely&lt;br /&gt;NOT&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;5:14 PM me: Lol!&lt;br /&gt;5:15 PM Aha! The song has faded melodiously... leaving a ridiculously romantic sister humming now...&lt;br /&gt;I need to wake her up to reality :-P&lt;br /&gt;And finish that paper&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Alright&lt;br /&gt;Save this chat&lt;br /&gt;me: Thanks so much for chatting, Eth! :-D&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: And send it to me via e-mail&lt;br /&gt;It is totally going on my blog&lt;br /&gt;me: Don't worry, I save them all :-D&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: For no other reason&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: Then...&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;be lame&lt;br /&gt;me: dies&lt;br /&gt;All righty then :-D&lt;br /&gt;5:16 PM Bye, Eth! Have a great evening!&lt;br /&gt;Ethan: You too!&lt;br /&gt;ttyl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-9021739467345985416?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/9021739467345985416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=9021739467345985416' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/9021739467345985416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/9021739467345985416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/ethan-i-am-so-glad-gb-starts-on.html' title='Part II (Me and Juliet)'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-4733142124799252443</id><published>2008-01-07T07:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T20:24:29.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip to the Groovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Alright, here goes nothing. Please, I beg of you, don't read the entire thing. I already have a feeling that it is going to be VERY long. ("Very" is up for interpretation.) Well, here I go, on the road again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(sorry, couldn't help myself. Bob Seger is awesome...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, like all trips begin, mine begins with a motorized vehicle. Two, actually. I mean, it BEGAN with one but I used two. I drove to the airport, parked in Long Term Parking, and hopped on a shuttle to the US Airways terminal. I got on my flight no problem. I got a window seat, which really was no big deal (whether you like window seats or not) because the flight itself was only 25 minutes. I mean, you listen to Freebird and maybe 2 other songs on your iPod and you are already decending into Raleigh. How sweet is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, I landed. I am STARVING right now. I haven't eaten since 8 in the morning (its 3:30 in the afternoon) since I had a TON of chores I had to get done before dad would let me go. But thinking the Groovers would be RIGHT outside waiting on me, I, like an idiot, go outside. Its a little chilly. Minutes later, I get a phone call from KB telling me to get comfortable because she was 30 minutes away. Being the gentleman/cool person that I am, I told her that I was TOTALLY okay with that and was feeling just fine. That was a LIE. I was freezing cold, super hungry, and had a serious case of jet lag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(I hope you didn't fall for that one...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, she finally pulls up, with Kenny riding shotgun, and Jesse and Virginia in the back. I throw my gear in, say hi, give hugs, shake hands, and all that good stuff. Then we leave. On our way to KB's fiddle lessons, we stopped at a gas station. This was obviously providential, because it had a large store there too. So, I got a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos chips, kindly offered everyone some, and hated the people for the next 5 minutes that actually accepted my offer and took a chip. ;-) We got to KB's lesson, sat down, and made fun of her behind her back for almost and hour. (I also got to know Kenny a little better during that time. Nothing bonds people together like cruel and snide remarks about a person you both know. ;-)) After squeaking on her thing for an hour, we leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't think I have ever felt more loved at any time in my life then the reception I got from the Groover girls (younger ones, that is.) I stepped out of the car and they about took me down with hugs. Anna especially. I swear her middle name is spitfire. Or volcano. Or maybe even cannon. Lets just say that her personality fits her hair color perfectly. ;-) Anyway, I managed to drag myself inside (heh) and say hi to Mr. and Mrs. Groover. I threw my bags down, ate some dinner (chili dogs, baby) and me, KB, Kenny, Virginia, Jesse, Mr. Groover, Anna, and Rebekka all went to Jellybeans, a rollerskating rink. There we met up with KB's best friend Hana and her roommate, Jill, and we skated for almost 4 hours. It was a blast. I had to drag Anna a couple of times around the rink before she got comfortable (the loud music and fast skaters were a little intimidating) but after around 10 times she felt comfortable enough to do it herself a couple of times, which was a relief to us all. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then we went home, played a game with notecards and pencils that I forget the name of (I was losing it that night. It was past midnight by that time and I had been up since 6:30) and then we went and watched a Brian Regan video, which I TRYED to stay awake in, but fell asleep laughing (no lie) and woke up laughing 5 minutes later after a hilarious joke. I was subconsciously listening and dreaming about the jokes...it was weird. So yeah, then we went to bed, and I was asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The next morning, I wake up to hear a strange voice outside Jesse's door. I look at the clock: 9 AM. I listen again, and think, "Is that HANA out there?  THIS early in the MORNING??" Sure enough, she showed up right around 9 and hung out with us for the rest of the day, night, and the following day. It was awesome. So the first thing we did was eat breakfast, which is one of the six most important meals of the day (some people have three, I have six.) Then we went down to shoot KB's Glock. I don't like Glocks and shooting it then cemented that dislike, although I didn't do too badly. I just don't like them. I don't know why. But its a handgun, so it is going to be fun regardless of what kind. We shot for almost an hour. I shot my last clip as fast as I could, which is always fun. It was actually Hana's FIRST TIME SHOOTING A HANDGUN. I couldn't believe it. I mean, she is KB's BEST friend. Wow. That was shocking. But she did well, for a girl. (Just kidding, just kidding.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;After that, we played some frizbee and threw the football around and walked through Yonder Valley in KB's front yard. It was just fun to hang out and do pretty much nothing. I love doing nothing. At least, for a while. A couple days of nothing is awesome, but after a while it wears down on you. ANYWAY, back on topic. We found out that Jesse has a decent spiral, Kenny has got quite a bit of power in his throw for a lacross player, Hana can catch a frizbee and KB is so completely and utterly unathletic that it doesn't even deserve mention...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*ducks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just kididng. As far as form/technique goes, she can throw and catch with the best of them. She just lacks a WEE bit of power. But, thankfully, I saved the day, and balanced out the forces with an amazing amout of agility, form, speed, muscle, good looks, and humility...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;After that, we went in, ate a late lunch, and went out to swing dance. I tried as HARD as I could to delay the inevitable. I karaoked Shania Twain on video camera with a mic on the Groover's PA system for the whole world to hear/see. I sang Freebird and Bubbly (don't ask; KB just wanted to see if I would do it. I guess I didn't dissapoint her, heh.) And then, we danced for like 45 minutes. I am proud to say that I have increased my incredibly versatile and extensive "move list" from one swing dance move to TWO swing dance moves. Actually, make that 3. I can spin a girl (sort of), dip a girl (kind of), and do an Around the World with anyone under 100 lbs (maybe.) ;-) So if you are feeling suicidal, come dance with me. *sings Frank Sinatra*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Hey there cutes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;put on your dancing boots, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and come DANCE WITH ME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Come dance with me, what an evening for some turpsicord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pretty face, I know a SWINGING place, come dance with me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Romance with me on a crowded floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And while the rhythm swings what lovely things I'll be saying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;For what is dancing except making love set to music...playing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(There is my karaoke for the day. You are all welcome.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So yeah, it was a blast. After that, we went inside, ate some dinner, and then SAID GOODBYE TO KENNY!! It was so sad. That guy is awesome. (And although he claims otherwise, he is a very good swing dancer, and, unlike me, although I try to make everyone think otherwise, he obviously enjoys himself doing it.) So yeah, the Jeep left and we all cried. Not really, but you get the point. That night we watched a movie: "The Greatest Game Ever Played" (which is a lie, because we ALL know that football is and was the greatest game ever played) about GOLF. I had such a good time being obnoxious and guessing what was about to happen. I actually pretty much got everything right. I mean, the underdog wins (duh, like no one saw THAT coming) and he doesn't get the girl because she is way to beyond him socially. Of course, his father hates him and he has to try hard, in true Disney fashion, to win his LOVE back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;It sucked in a cool way. I liked it. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So yeah, *I* was ready to stay up LATE that night and hang out, since it would be the LAST night we would see each other. But EVERYONE else besides me and Virginia wanted to go to bed, and me and Viriginia decided without discussing it that it would probably be really boring staying up all by ourselves, so we went to bed too. Besides, we had church in the morning. So, I packed all my bags that night and got everything ready for the trip home, and went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I woke up, took a shower, got dressed for church, ate breakfast, and then we all went to church. Me and Virginia rode in Hana's car while the rest of the family braved it while Jesse drove the Big White Monster to church (he has his permit.) Virignia discovered a mandolin in the back seat and instead of being helpful with directions, she screwed around with it the whole time until we passed our exit. So, we doubled back, and still got their early. (Which says a LOT about how Hana drives. She is a girl, in that sense, after my own heart.) And then church. Regretfully, the pastor of Pilgrim OPC was not feeling too well (sore throat or something) so Arie Van Eyke preached to us. Very good sermon in Hebrew 13 (the benediction.) But what was REALLY cool was that that was the day that both KB and Jesse were to be admitted into the church as communicate members. Their pastor wanted to be a part of that, so he asked them the questions, and then prayed. But the BEST part was when Van Eyke got up to pray after, and he mentioned Jesse and KB, he called KB Mary Beth. Hana, me, Virginia, Jesse, and the Wills in front of us all had a sudden coughing fit in the middle of prayer. It was amainzg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But it was really cool to be there for their first communion (KB's and Jesse's, that is.) A very cool time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So after the service, I decided to be social and went around (after getting some cookies and amazing Carolina Coffee, which I had black) talking to Zach Simmons, Annie Slaughter, Kim and Kyle Will, and some other people there whose names I don't remember. It was fun. Afterwards, we decided to stay in the adult Sunday School in which they were discussing Biblical parenting. They were using the Bible (of course) and the book Shepherding a Child's Heart, which we have. Anyway, I really found out that I am going to be an amazing parent when I grow up. I have the natural desire to discipline children, which is obviously not what the rest of the world feels. ;-) Just kidding. It was an introduction to the future since that was the first week of that particular discussion. It was some good stuff, although not immediately applicable for me right now. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And then, after that, we went to the park to have a picnic lunch. We decided to do that instead of go home because it was already 1 PM, their house was around an hour away, and my flight left at 4:30. It just made sense to stay in the area. So I changed into some more comfortable clothes, ate, threw a football around with Jesse (he has definitely gotten better) and then we went on a random walk on a trail. During the walk I managed to hit Hana in the back of the head, COMPLETELY unintentionally, with a football, and I was driven to my knees and a hug to force her to accept my apology. ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So finally it was time to to leave for the airport. Hana wanted to get home, so I said goodbye to her there. Then we drove to the airport. Hana called me on the way and told me to go to 96.1 FM on the radio. It was Freebird. ;-) Mr. Groover turned it on for about 20 seconds, and then off. He said it was too repetetive. It kinda is, but it is also an aquired taste. ;-) I had strategically placed myself in the back seat of the van so that when we got to the airport I could systematically go down each row and give everyone a hug goodbye. It worked perfectly. So they drove away, and a cloud went over the sun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(not really.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, once in the terminal, it ends up my flight is PACKED. Since I am flying non-rev, it means that I am standby. I can only get on if there are extra seats. It ends up that there is only ONE extra seat and 4 stand-by passagers besides myself. I had already started looking into the later flights when the gate agent called me up and said that I got the only seat. WHICH WAS SO COOL. It comes down to seniority in the company, and I guess my dad, who has worked there for 7 years, had more then anyone else there (7 years isn't that much, so that was kind of surprising.) So yeah. I landed in Charlotte, hoped on a shuttle to Long Term Parking, got my car, paid the 11 bucks to get out, got on the interstate, and went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was an awesome trip. I would love to do it again sometime soon. But yeah, since I have written this much, I think that I am not going to post on here for another 6 years, just to balance it out. Next time I do so it will be announcing the birth of my first child or something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy, everyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-4733142124799252443?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4733142124799252443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=4733142124799252443' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4733142124799252443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4733142124799252443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-trip-to-groovers.html' title='My Trip to the Groovers'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-5759013578297940395</id><published>2008-01-07T07:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T09:44:23.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BCS Championship Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Louisiana State University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAINST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohio State University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna guess who *I* am going for? ;-) Go Tigers, baby! It really should be an amazing game. I mean, its football. All football games are amazing. But this one will be EXTRA amazing. Just because I will be watching it, eating frozen pizzas, drinking Dr. Pepper, and will have a friend over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out. Kick off now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Added:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was a GREAT game. Ashton was going for Ohio State, so that was a lot of fun. He had his chance to get all over me when OSU took a 10-0 lead. He was already saying that it was over...little did he know. LSU then scored 31 consecutive points. (You can imagine the smack talking that was going on, heheh.) The final score was LSU 38, OSU 24. Ohio State has been to the past two college basketball championships and the past two college football championships, and has lost EVERY time to an SEC team. (Both basketball to Florida, one football to Florida and one to LSU.) What does that say about the dominance of the south? Them Yankees can beat us in baseball or maybe in hockey, but who cares? They don't stand a chance against us in football.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Also, a really depressing thought came to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;THAT WAS THE LAST COLLEGE FOOTBALL GAME OF THE YEAR! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Talk about sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh well, at least the NFL will be going for 4 more weeks (counting the Pro Bowl.) My life isn't over: yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-5759013578297940395?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/5759013578297940395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=5759013578297940395' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/5759013578297940395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/5759013578297940395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/bcs-championship-game.html' title='BCS Championship Game'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-8948871785726705550</id><published>2008-01-07T07:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T07:19:56.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post Coming Soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hopefully in the text couple days I will be able to get a decent sized post up about my trip to the Groovers (which was totally awesome.)  If you want pictures, go to KB's Xanga.  ;-)  And believe me, she has some good ones.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just wanted to make you all scream with anticipation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-8948871785726705550?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/8948871785726705550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=8948871785726705550' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8948871785726705550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8948871785726705550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-post-coming-soon.html' title='New Post Coming Soon!'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-8353305893976407495</id><published>2007-12-08T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T22:21:06.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SURPRISE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-8353305893976407495?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/8353305893976407495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=8353305893976407495' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8353305893976407495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8353305893976407495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/12/surprise.html' title='SURPRISE!!'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-434077711021230544</id><published>2007-09-01T12:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T12:22:00.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't we just SCORE?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;That basically sums up my frustration after a 12-0 loss to our division rivals, Mt. Zion.  Our defense played really well.  First of all, they were HUGE and FAST (a.k.a. black)!  Their lineman were averaging pretty close to 300 lbs, their receivers and backs were all in the 200s.  It was scary.  But despite that, our defense didn't let them score at all in the 2nd half, and gave the offense plenty of opportunities to get on the board.  We turned the ball over like 6 times, couldn't score 2-3 times when we were about 10 yards away...it was REALLY frustrating.  So, we are now 2-1, and second behind Mt. Zion.  We aren't too worried about it; we will see them again in the playoffs and get payback then.  One thing we did really well: we NEVER gave up.  We never give up.  That is just something our team doesn't do.  Even when there is only 2 minutes left and there is no way we can win, we will still go as hard as we can and make someone HURT.  Although they were bigger then us, we took 2-3 players out of the game with injuries.  It was smashmouth football.  It was a blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Personal Note:  I had a really frustrating game.  I am just too dang short to play against a 6' 4" wide receiver, and thus they scored their first touchdown to MY man.  5 yards away, threw it up to the back corner of the endzone, I played it perfectly, all over my man, but I just can't jump high enough, touchdown Mt. Zion.  That ticked me off big time.  Coaches weren't mad at me though, which was good.  They said I did a really good job, and I was just too short.  What can I say?  It pretty much sucks, but they all won't be like that.  So after the first series I basically watched the whole game, which was really frustrating, espcially when the guy they put in for me missed a very important tackle.  Oh well.  I will just have to dominate at Fayetville.  ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;GO PRIDE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-434077711021230544?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/434077711021230544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=434077711021230544' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/434077711021230544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/434077711021230544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-cant-we-just-score.html' title='Why can&apos;t we just SCORE?!'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-8248286115750058801</id><published>2007-08-28T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T07:44:00.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 (#5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So this past week my music tastes really took a shift in genre. I seriously doubt if any of ya'll recognize these titles, or even the artists, but since I like these songs the best this week, here they are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Crank That (Soulja Boy) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2 Like This (Mims)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Blame on Me (Akon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;4) Bartender (T-Pain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;5) Me Love (Sean Kingston)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;See what hanging out with all my black friends is doing to me?! ;-) No, it has to do with football. It's football music. Crank up the bass, roll down the windows, and oh baby. It's rap time! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, all those comments to prove that I am obviously not *that* into the whole rap thing. I just listen to it on the radio. ;-) See, there is still hope for me (although I basically know all these songs by heart, now, lol.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-8248286115750058801?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/8248286115750058801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=8248286115750058801' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8248286115750058801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8248286115750058801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/08/top-5-4_28.html' title='Top 5 (#5)'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-59875335010830776</id><published>2007-08-24T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T11:55:46.947-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yeah, baby!  It's pretty cool being 17, since I have never been 17 before.  So yeah.  ;-)  But the best part of today is that we play a game tonight!!  Wohoo!!  Our JV beat their JV 39-0, so I am not too worried about it.  If we come home tonight with a shutout, that would be the best present ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh, if you want to see something pretty cool, go to this link: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leaguelineup.com/welcome.asp?cmenuid=1&amp;url=carolinapridefootball&amp;amp;sid=221531000"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;http://www.leaguelineup.com/welcome.asp?cmenuid=1&amp;url=carolinapridefootball&amp;amp;sid=221531000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then scroll down to videos, and watch the WBTV one, and if you want to watch our first game, you can go down to Game Video, type in "cpcoach" (no quotation marks) and watch it there.  So yeah.  Let me know if they work for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Other then that, I just had my first AP Physics class, and it is going to be HARD!!  Man.  We will see how well I do, but I am just hoping that will be able to survive that class.  That was kind of a downer on my birthday, but its all good.  ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-59875335010830776?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/59875335010830776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=59875335010830776' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/59875335010830776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/59875335010830776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-my-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s my birthday...'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-5278144860439812644</id><published>2007-08-20T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T09:50:54.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Game 1 - Win</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And it was amazing.  I started my first varsity game on Friday, and man, it was a blast.  We played a team called Derita Christian.  It was their first year as a school and as a football team, so they didn't have a lot of kids (probably around 20 on the team) but they were ALL black, except for one white wide receiver.  They were pretty small, averaging about 180 lbs and in between 5' 9" and 6' 2".  But they were FAST.  They were a one-man team, though.  They had a very fast and quick quarterback, and he ran for probably 200+ yards.  All they would do is snap the ball to him, and he would wait in the pocket until our 3 defensive linemen got through, then he would run around them, and just take off, leaving just 2 inside linebackers to take him, because his receivers had cleared our corners and outside linebackers (when I say clear, I mean that they ran deep patterns so that their quarterback would have plenty of space to run.)  By the end of the first half, altough we were up 12-0, we had completely changed our defense around to control that guy.  He always wanted to run outside; never up the middle.  So we started the second half with a new contain defense, which meant that no matter what, us corners and outside linebackers were not to allow that guy to get outside of us...we were to force him inside where we would get help from our inside linebackers, linemen, and safteys.  It worked really well, and I had 3 tackles in a row on one series (I ended the game with 5 tackles.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But they finally scored in the 3rd quarter, making it 12-6 (we blocked the extra point).  Our offense in the second half was atrocious, with less then 50 yards and no points.  But our defense held strong until the end, and I mean to the END.  The game ended up going down to the wire.  Score: 12-6.  11 seconds left in the game, no timeouts left for anyone, they have the ball on our 5 yard line (meaning they are 5 yards away from a touchdown.)  The crowd is screaming, the adrenaline is pumping, and then the ball was snapped.  Hand-off down the middle.  Their running back makes it to the 3 yard line, gets hit, fumbles, one of their lineman picks it up, 1 yard away from the endzone.  Our middle linebacker hits him inches away from the goaline and holds him there until me and our safety come and help Rigo tackle him on the one yard line.  We win the game, crowd going bonkers, everyone jumping up and down and screaming.  It was awesome.  Y'all should have been there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Game 2 will be on Friday, at 7:30 PM.  We will play Hickory Grove Baptist, a team that won their first game as well.  I'll give recaps like this for all of our games.  Sorry if it bores you...you will just have to get over it.  ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-5278144860439812644?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/5278144860439812644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=5278144860439812644' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/5278144860439812644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/5278144860439812644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/08/game-1-win.html' title='Game 1 - Win'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-6180248394059535588</id><published>2007-08-13T15:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T15:11:47.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;GAME WEEK, BABY!!  We have a game on Friday, and I am so siked!!!  I am also really excited because I will be starting my first varsity game.  Man, I can't wait.  You can tell when it's game week in practices; there is a bunch of hooting and hollaring and the intensity goes up BIG time.  I love it.  ;-)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, besides that, life is going pretty good.  The truck is out of the shop, and dad was satisfied with the repair (which means they did a really good job.)  I will have it paid off by the end of the month, so that is good.  I have my bases covered, and that is important.  ;-)  Besides that, all I am doing is working (and football practice), and I am &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; to find time to answer Katie Beth's e-mail.  I thought Faith's were long...oh my gosh.  It makes Faith's e-mails look like postcards.  I swear it needs freakin' chapters, lol.  So, KB, just to warn you, it might be a while before you get a nice, long responce, heh.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So yeah, just plodding along, dreading the start of school with my entire being.  Yeah.  It's August.  It's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-6180248394059535588?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/6180248394059535588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=6180248394059535588' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/6180248394059535588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/6180248394059535588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/08/its.html' title='It&apos;s...'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-3918878044024293582</id><published>2007-08-13T11:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T11:26:08.099-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 (#4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here they are again, ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Sweet Child of Mine - Guns &amp; Roses (amazing guitar)&lt;br /&gt;2. Red Ragtop - Tim McGraw&lt;br /&gt;3. Lights - Journey&lt;br /&gt;4. Whiskey Girl - Toby Keith&lt;br /&gt;5. Freebird - Lynyrd Skynyrd (that song never gets old)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post later today about other stuff that's going on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-3918878044024293582?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/3918878044024293582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=3918878044024293582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/3918878044024293582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/3918878044024293582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/08/top-5-4.html' title='Top 5 (#4)'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-5273855020262142707</id><published>2007-08-09T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:37:37.015-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Global Warming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok, maybe not, but it has been RIDICULOUSLY, INCREDIBLY, UNIMAGINABLY &lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt; this past week.  Oh my gosh.  It was 107 degrees at &lt;em&gt;5 o'clock PM&lt;/em&gt; today.  INSANE!  Try practicing outside with full pads and helmets like that.  And I haven't even mentioned the humidity.  Yesterday morning it was so humid you couldn't see the sun, although there were no clouds in the sky.  We were &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; a cloud.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But no matter how hot it gets, I like it a LOT more then the cold.  I will take 100 degree weather over 10 degree weather &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; day.  I would even take 100 degree weather over 40 degree weather.  Hot is good, although no rain is not.  We are in a drought, and I am not allowed to wash airplanes, heh.  Trying to stay busy with other stuff, but yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok, I just rambled on about nothing.  Sorry to put you through that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-5273855020262142707?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/5273855020262142707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=5273855020262142707' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/5273855020262142707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/5273855020262142707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/08/global-warming.html' title='Global Warming'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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-6587566769135582549.post-7204453297570457621</id><published>2007-08-06T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T21:49:42.247-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 (#3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here they are, y'all:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) You Shook Me All Night Long - AC/DC (I also sang this with 3 friends at a reception...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Boonedocks - Little Big Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) Amarillo by Morning - George Strait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;4) Teardrops on my Guitar(?) - Taylor Swift (completely objective comment: she has a SEXY voice, &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; she is only 17.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;5) Adam's Song - Blink 182&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-7204453297570457621?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/7204453297570457621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=7204453297570457621' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/7204453297570457621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/7204453297570457621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/08/top-5-3.html' title='Top 5 (#3)'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-2248141927798008780</id><published>2007-08-04T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T21:08:04.537-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blood...and other things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And it wasn't ours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We played our first full-padded scrimmage last night against a different team.  We killed them, 24-0.  It would have been 30-0 but we fumbled in the endzone on our first drive, and they got the ball back.  But I started as cornerback (wohoo!) and completely shut down my man.  They threw it to him once, but I was able to break it up.  I had no tackles, thanks to our defensive line, who wouldn't even let the running back &lt;em&gt;get&lt;/em&gt; to me, although I jumped on the pile more than once so I wouldn't feel left out.  When you get that adrenaline pumping...man!  Needless to say, it was a blast.  Even better then swing dancing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;;-)  *dodges multiple shoes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway, just thought that I would let you know what has been going on.  I am actually pretty proud of myself for starting varsity, especially when half the team is black and when I am the smallest by at &lt;em&gt;least&lt;/em&gt; 20 pounds.  Tooting my own horn, maybe.  But hey!  That's football.  :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The truck is still in the shop, and should be out by next Wednesday at the latest.  So that's good.  I have been working extra hours so that I can get the stupid thing paid off.  It really takes the motivation out of you when you know that you are working for free...basically.  When the money you make is already consumed...man.  Not a good feeling.  But enough whining.  I have learned my lesson: short, yellow steel poles can really sneak up on you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I love August...for a few reasons.  (1 My birthday, 2) Football officially starts, and 3) Football officially starts.  The last two are really important.  You know its August when the sports section in the paper is split 50/50 talking about baseball and football.  Love to see guys in pads again.  Guys with bats and gloves were getting old.  IT IS UPON US!  LONG LIVE FOOTBALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-2248141927798008780?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/2248141927798008780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=2248141927798008780' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/2248141927798008780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/2248141927798008780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-bloodand-other-things.html' title='First Blood...and other things'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-8705973494102734453</id><published>2007-08-01T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T19:58:50.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me in Pads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/RrEeLClN4II/AAAAAAAAAAo/KwUwEHcF1aw/s1600-h/Ethan2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093885828553105538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/RrEeLClN4II/AAAAAAAAAAo/KwUwEHcF1aw/s320/Ethan2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/RrEd-ClN4HI/AAAAAAAAAAg/0l5YIg_q_Og/s1600-h/Ethan3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093885605214806130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/RrEd-ClN4HI/AAAAAAAAAAg/0l5YIg_q_Og/s320/Ethan3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Except for my sweet cleats and socks, and for not tucking my jersey in, that is how I look in a game. Black's are home, whites away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-8705973494102734453?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/8705973494102734453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=8705973494102734453' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8705973494102734453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8705973494102734453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/08/me-in-pads.html' title='Me in Pads'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_oIdDQFyWbcY/RrEeLClN4II/AAAAAAAAAAo/KwUwEHcF1aw/s72-c/Ethan2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-6517468096223437595</id><published>2007-07-31T07:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T13:18:56.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeeehaaa!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We had our first padded practice yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;AND IT WAS A BLAST! Man, I forgot how much fun hitting was, especially when you are going up against guys that are 180 lbs at full speed. Wow. Can't describe it. I really need to get someone to videotape some of our hitting drills so that I can show ya'll what it is like. The only bad thing about it was that my shoulder pads were a little loose, so on every hit they came up and hit my jaw, which is now severely bruised. I would say that it is almost impossible to chew, but as Katie Beth knows, nothing will stop me from chewing. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Highlight: Although I am the smallest kid on the varsity team by at least 20 lbs, I had both coaches and some players tell me that I had a lot of guts. And I can prove it because I already have a couple of chunks taken out of my helmet. YEAH, BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-6517468096223437595?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/6517468096223437595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=6517468096223437595' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/6517468096223437595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/6517468096223437595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/07/yeeehaaa.html' title='Yeeehaaa!!!'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-7018745962349859445</id><published>2007-07-31T07:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T07:33:08.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Good News</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;On the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recommendation&lt;/span&gt; of a friend, I took the truck to another body shop yesterday to get another estimate.  Man, I am so glad I did.  They were $800 cheaper, and would do the exact same thing.  So it's going to be close to $2500 opposed to the $3300 it was going to  be originally.  So, I am pretty stoked about that.  I am going to try to get the truck in to them today and get it fixed.  Thank the Lord for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(Pictures coming later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-7018745962349859445?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/7018745962349859445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=7018745962349859445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/7018745962349859445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/7018745962349859445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/07/some-good-news.html' title='Some Good News'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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-6587566769135582549.post-4730491873889741968</id><published>2007-07-30T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T21:07:13.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, guys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am just too tired to post tonight, although I have a lot to post about.  We had our first practice in full pads today (which is the most fun I have had in a LONG time...ok, maybe since SA) and I am just beat.  I will have more time tomorrow afternoon, so I will try to spend some time posting then.  Just bare with me; the posts will come.  And pictures too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh, just to warn you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I got a haircut.  I am going to want feedback on it.  ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-4730491873889741968?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4730491873889741968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=4730491873889741968' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4730491873889741968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4730491873889741968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/07/sorry-guys.html' title='Sorry, guys...'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-8941295406753150523</id><published>2007-07-27T18:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T19:07:16.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sickning Crunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, yesterday afternoon I was making a run to the storage units where we are, well, storing some stuff. Dad needed me to get a certain item from out of one of the buildings, so I was the man for the job. Due to some miscommunication, I took dad's brand new truck (2007 Chevy 2500) instead of the van, which I was suppose to take. (I didn't find out that I wasn't suppose to take the truck until later.) So, Caleb and I drive down to storage, dig around in there for a LONG time, and can't find what we need. We call dad, let him know the situation, he's okay with it, we leave. Then...it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The driveway to the storage units is narrow and off of a 4-lane road that is especially busy in the afternoon (the time Caleb and I were there.) Since it was a 4-lane road, there are two lanes on each side, obviously. So, I look for an opening in traffic. The left lane of the two is full of cars going around 45 mph, but the right lane, the one I am adjacent to anyway, is open. So, I turn sharply into the right lane in order to avoid getting the nose of the long truck hit by cars in the other lane. I make the turn, but not without CRUSHING in the side of the truck against a yellow metal pole that stood about 3 feet high, meant to keep vehicles off the grass. I will post pictures later, but let me assure you the damage was HUGE. I took the truck to a body shop this afternoon for an estimate: $3,300. And I have to be good for it. What is left to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-8941295406753150523?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/8941295406753150523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=8941295406753150523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8941295406753150523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8941295406753150523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/07/sickning-crunch.html' title='A Sickning Crunch'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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-6587566769135582549.post-3741911101327463023</id><published>2007-07-27T18:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T18:49:06.567-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok, so our football team played Westminister Catabwa Christian School again on Tuesday in a padless, 7-on-7 game. And we COMPLETELY turned the tables on them. We won 24-0, and I had a pretty good game. I started defense and knocked down two passes. Doesn't sound like a lot of every little thing counts in football. So I was pretty happy about that. We play these guys next Friday in pads, and THAT will be a blast. So, although Tuesday was good, what happened yesterday ruined my whole summer. Big time. Read above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-3741911101327463023?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/3741911101327463023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=3741911101327463023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/3741911101327463023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/3741911101327463023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/07/revenge.html' title='Revenge'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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-6587566769135582549.post-8328803594502493601</id><published>2007-07-23T14:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T14:50:47.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 (#2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanks to a reminder from Shannon, here are my top five songs of the past week. (Overlook that fact that they are a day late.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. Beautiful Girls - Van Halen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. Man, I feel like a Woman - Shania Twain (that one is for you, KB &amp; Juliet...is that YouTube video up yet? ;-) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. Walk On - Boston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. Paycheck Friday - Toby Keith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. Drinkin' Bone - Tracy Bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You gotta listen to country in the summertime, baby. And of course, classic rock is always good. The whole pop/hip-hop thing loses a lot of appeal for me in the summer; I don't know why. Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-8328803594502493601?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/8328803594502493601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=8328803594502493601' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8328803594502493601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8328803594502493601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/07/top-2-2.html' title='Top 5 (#2)'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-4567496030777286076</id><published>2007-07-21T15:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T16:03:23.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Straightening Things Out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Our team met for practice last night with an attitude of quiet discouragement and less quiet frustration.  On top of getting whomped by a bunch of little white guys, the church at which we practiced had moved us from their nice, green field to the back corner of their property, which was composed largely of an old softball field.  You appreciate grass much more after being tackled on pavement-like dirt.  We went through our typical warm-up drills/stretching in total silence, broken only by an occasional "ouch" when someone found a tight muscle.  Then we broke up into three groups: linemen went to go do their drills with their coach, and then the offense and defense started going through their formations and plays.  Our new head coach (Coach Chuck) watched the defense (of which I was a part of) make some adjustments that our defensive coach (Coach Dean) thought would help us and simplify things.  They did just that, but Coach Chuck, who is suppose to deal with the offense ONLY, started criticizing Coach Dean in what he was doing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The casual discussion intensified into a strained argument after about five minutes.  Coach Dean, sick of the argument, finally said, "Coach, just let me run the defense and you run the offense."  Coach Chuck responded, "Whatever you say, Dean, but I am going to have fun picking you defense apart."  You should NEVER talk like that in front of your players to a fellow coach.  That lowers their respect for the entire staff and encourages back-talking and a lapse in discipline.  Anyway, when we got into our huddles, Coach Dean, who is a very laid back and relaxed kind of a guy said, "I want you guys to go out their and put this offense on their ******* ******.  You understand?!"  All of us players were like, "Whoa.," since this coach had never gotten into our faces like this before.  He was so mad.  So we broke huddle, and lined up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And we DESTROYED the offense.  We played against them for two hours of non-stop football.  By the end of that time, the defense had accumulated TWELVE interceptions (5 of which were returned for touchdowns), numerous knock-downs, and a couple of plays where we covered so well that Coach Chuck couldn't find an open man...even after 15 seconds!  (In highschool ball, a QB usually has about 5 seconds to throw before he gets sacked.)  The offense completed about 10-15 passes in those two hours, and only 2 of them were for more then 10 yards, and NONE of them were touchdowns.  It was a great practice, and I believe that Coach Chuck will leave Coach Dean alone to run defense from here on out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Coach Dean told me that I was going to start varsity defense at cornerback at our next scrimmage, so I am pretty happy about that.  Man, I love football.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.S.  I had an interception which I returned for a touchdown, as well as a tip which one of my fellow teamates intercepted.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-4567496030777286076?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4567496030777286076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=4567496030777286076' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4567496030777286076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4567496030777286076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/07/straightening-things-out.html' title='Straightening Things Out...'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-4022367218325358679</id><published>2007-07-20T15:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T16:00:54.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7-on-7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;What a disappointment.  I left the Groover farm a day early in order to play in a football scrimmage the following day.  I was under the impression that it was going to be a full-contact, serious scrimmage, although when I got there I was informed it was going to be two-hand tag with helmets.  You call that football?!  Geez.  The evening went wrong for a couple of reasons, mentioned below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Head Coach - &lt;/strong&gt;This year our team got a new head coach.  It was something to look forward to at first, since everyone seemed to blast last years 3-8 season on the previous head coach, but our joy has turned to tears for a couple of reasons.  First of all, Coach Chuck is new, and since he is new, he doesn't know the experienced players from the unexperienced.  So when it came time to put an offense together, he picked seniors and black kids.  That didn't annoy me or anything...especially since I didn't get to play offense for even one down, and when I really was better then half the kids out there.  Most of the black kids he picked are new to football and/or to our program, so  they didn't know what they were doing.  Also, he coached 10 years as a coach for 10 year-olds, so his playbook is just about pathetic.  It is so basic that it is frustrating.  We have talented wide-receivers, since almost all our offense for the past 8 years as a team has been passing, it seems so imprudent to swtich to an all-running offense.  50-50 would be great.  Looking at things now, the real way we are going to win games is through defense; just don't let the other team score.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sissy-Ball&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Man, the other thing that bugged me was that we couldn't hit them.  Gosh!  Two-hand tag in football?!  What is that?!  By the end of the practice, I wanted to take every single one of those kids' heads off.  If we had played a real game in pads, that team wouldn't have even scored.  But they did, and more then us, for the next thing that ticked me off.  Some of us (including myself)tackled them anyway, when it could possibly be confused with tripping over their feet and falling on them...heh.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheating&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- &lt;/strong&gt;Techically, the other team wasn't, but as far as the practice goes, they were.  You see, 7-on-7 is a game where you only pass.  The offense starts at the 50 yard line, and has ten plays to score as many times as they can.  Each time you score, you start back at the 50.  Now, in a real football game, like when teams can run the football as well as pass, safteys (the centerfielders of football) start 10-12 yards back off the line of scrimmage so that they can have a head start on a wide-receiver who might go deep but still be close enough to the play if the other team runs.  So, Westminister Catawba (the other team), knowing that we couldn't run, played their safteys &lt;strong&gt;20&lt;/strong&gt; yards back, giving them a huge advantage.  Also, a linebackers first read in a game is run.  That means that they should take a step forward, expecting the run.  Did their linebackers do that? Heck no.  They backed up without even thinking.  Just little things like that make a HUGE difference, especially when our coaches wanted us to play the game like we would for real.  Na...it wasn't frustrating or anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We "play" them again Tuesday and maybe next Thursday.  Hopefully we can change some things, get some pads, and have fun.  Got to leave for practice in about 20 minutes.  I'll keep you posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-4022367218325358679?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4022367218325358679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=4022367218325358679' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4022367218325358679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4022367218325358679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/07/7-on-7.html' title='7-on-7'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-4733817017524933812</id><published>2007-07-18T20:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T08:34:06.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Globetrotter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok, so maybe not a globetrotter, but I have certainly been all over the east coast in the past two weeks. Man, it has been so long since I have posted on this thing that I barely recognize my color scheme. Did I pick that out? It's not like it's ugly or anything... *rolls eyes* So, since it has been so long since I have posted, and since there is NO way on earth I can possibly recount all that has happened in the past 4 months, I will just talk about the past two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virginia&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Christian Worlview Student Conference&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early Monday morning two of my friends and I drove up from Charlotte, NC to Newport News, Va for the CWSC. Mapquest said that it was going to be a 7+ hour drive...yeah right. We got there in just above six. I guess that pretty much speaks for Jordan's (my friend) driving habits. Won't lie about it, though: driving fast is a heck of a lot of fun. Ok, that was a side-tangent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we stayed there for a week, although it seemed like a month. Although the speakers were good, everything else about the conference was bad: the kids (most of them dorks), the food (inetible at times, and that is saying a lot coming from me), the dorms (so cold at night that I still have a runny nose), and the rules. Gosh, you think they would trust you a bit, especially since we are almost ALL homeschooled and we were all Presbyterians. Not that that means anything, although it should. So, without going into much detail, I enjoyed the classes, which was the part I was expecting to dread. I met one really cool kid there, though. Ian, from Richmond, and we are going to try to do something on Labor Day or Spring break. Anyway...that was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pennsylvania&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Schola Academy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This event brought light into my soul, rest and sleep back to my body, and most importantly, food into my stomach. Not to mention learning 5 new dances and hanging out with the COOLEST PEOPLE ON EARTH!! So yeah, back to the story. I had to get a cab from the conference to the airport, and it need to pick me up at 4:30 AM. Turns out security wouldn't let the cab in, so while I am running around a large school campus trying to find this guy or somebody who would help me find him (which is hard to do at 4:30 in the morning) the clock is ticking and I CAN'T miss my flight. After calling the cab place and talking to the security guard on duty, they finally let the dude come to me...with a police escort. Crazy. Long story short, I get to my gate BARELY in time, but I made it. After that, the weekend was without hitch or bump (except when I stepped on my poor partners toes while dancing, yeah...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll know what happened after that, so yeah. I will hit the highlights: I ate until I was full, Mr. C threw me a pass with a FOOTBALL!, I increased my swing dancing talent significantly (which is not saying much) and I also learned 4 other dances, not to mention reading great books, seeing Mr. C and other Scholites in person. What could be better? (That's rhetorical, by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;North Carolina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - &lt;/strong&gt;Groover House&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a blast, too. I got to drive a 15 passanger van for 150 miles through Virigina, I got to ride the biggest dirtbike I have ever riden (that's not a boast, an XR 100 is pretty small), and I met more people from Schola and from other online classes. It was a blast. I would post more about it (and still might) but my brother is kicking me off the computer. You are probably asleep right now, so it doesn't make a difference, but I am just trying to make up for my lack of posts recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out, ya'll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-4733817017524933812?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/4733817017524933812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=4733817017524933812' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4733817017524933812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/4733817017524933812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/07/globetrotter.html' title='Globetrotter'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-8876848176795134778</id><published>2007-04-01T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T08:31:30.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And no, this has nothing to do with sports, believe it or not. Every Sunday night I am going to try to post my Top 5 favorite songs of the past week. Just a little tradition I thought I might like to do. So, for this past week my Top 5 were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5) BTO - You Ain't Seen Nothing Yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4) Steve Miller Band - Wide River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3) .38 Special - Hold On Loosely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) Foreigner - Head Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Journey - Don't Stop Believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And all this proves that I should have been born in the 60s or 70s. ;-) I'm outdated, but I could care less. Personally, I think that man stopped making good rock and roll in the mid 90s, though an occasional song might pop up here and there. The 60s-80s were the days, and I love 'em. You name any band from that day, and I probably have a song I love by them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok. Now you know more about me then you wanted to. I will post my next five next Sunday. Until tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-8876848176795134778?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/8876848176795134778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=8876848176795134778' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8876848176795134778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/8876848176795134778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/04/top-5.html' title='Top 5'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-7560823650837941909</id><published>2007-03-31T11:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T08:34:33.384-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More...coffee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am really dragging right now. My mom hired me out a couple weeks ago to baby sit yesterday night for a family at our church. (She usually asks me first, but she forgot this time, heh.) So, I get there around 8, expecting their 6 year-old, 4 year-old, and not ever 1-year old to be tucked and bed and snoozing peacefully. Wishful thinking. The two oldest were fine, but poor Issac bawled for about 45 minutes. Thankfully, I am a really thick-skinned, crusty guy (that just means I am the oldest of 9) so it didn't bother me at all, and soon he discovered his thumb and was quiet. Bedtime was easy, thankfully, for all of them...at 9:30. I was thinking, "Good grief, I should be going to be in an hour!" Anyway. The parents (the Snapps. Annie Slaughter knows them) didn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'t come back until midnight. So I read some Calvin and watched about 6 episodes of Dukes of Hazzard (which Calvin would love, heh) until they got home. Everything is good, we chat for an hour, I get $40 and leave at 1 AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then...I had to go to work at 8:00 AM in the morning. Need I say more? That Doffee mixture is looking &lt;em&gt;mighty&lt;/em&gt; good right now, heh. I will sleep well tonight. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-7560823650837941909?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/7560823650837941909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=7560823650837941909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/7560823650837941909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/7560823650837941909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/03/morecoffee.html' title='More...coffee...'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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-6587566769135582549.post-9108648246879666725</id><published>2007-03-29T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T08:34:52.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UNC Tar Heels</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh yes, they are my team. I have loved them for over half a decade, closely following their football, basketball, and baseball seasons. I cheered when they won the NCAA Basketball Championship 2 years ago, and I likewise wept when they lost last week to Georgetown in the Elite Eight in the NCAA Basketball Tournament. Yes, they are out. But before you brush this post away as sentimental fluff (which it is), let me give you some information that would cause you to appreciate their progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Carolina 'Heels entered this season with a team full of unexperienced freshmen. With only 2 seniors and 3 sophmores, the 'Heels were not expected to go anywhere. Young teams are good...for the future. But Carolina's freshmen (Ty Lawson, Brandon Wright, Ellington, and more) lifted the team to win the ACC Championship game (which is their division) and take a 1st place seed in the national tournament. They cruised to the Elite Eight, defeating all opponents by at least 10 points. And then came the game for the Final Four. #1 UNC vs. a more experienced #2 Georgetown. The game went down the wire. Not just to the wire, but to overtime. But Carolina lost their handle, and fell to Georgetown 96-84 in OT. But it was not without much effort, struggle, and work to get there. Watch out, America. UNC will be a national championship team in one or two years. The 'Heels will be unleashed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Random Information:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tyler Hansborough (sophmore center for UNC) looks a lot like my best friend Luke LaPlant, who makes me look like a amature at basketball. (Which I am, heh.) Also, Tyler is probably the teams most valuable player, and he could make it big in the NBA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok, I am done. Bedtime for Ethan. More tomorrow. Shutting up. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-9108648246879666725?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/9108648246879666725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=9108648246879666725' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/9108648246879666725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/9108648246879666725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/03/unc-tar-heels.html' title='UNC Tar Heels'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587566769135582549.post-64734536850713545</id><published>2007-03-29T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T08:35:04.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time for Fasting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yesterday our church had a day of fasting and prayer. In the past 5 years, our session (a.k.a. board of elder for all you non-reformed readers out there) has discplined 6 people in our congregation. 3 resulted in excommunication while the other 3 were suspended from the Lords Supper for a period of time. Of those six, only 1 has repented and come back to us and to Christ. We prayed for 3 hours last night for the remaining 5, pleading with God to bring them back to us. Our hunger was to remind us of our reliance upon the Lord and it was to remind us to pray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Soul-threatening sins (all sins are soul-threatening, but I mean grievous sins that makes one doubt the faith of another) are always a shock to a congregation. How easy is it to believe that the man who took communion with you last week and who had every appearance of being a strong Christian left his wife and children for some skanky, low-life, gothic, chick? Its heartbreaking, and that is only one case. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But what I find so awesome about our congregation is their devotion and love for these people. It is obvious in the way they pray. Many churches would desert these people to the desires of their flesh, but not mine. And it is something I am thankful for. God forbid, but there may be a time in my life when I need church discipline, and I will remember the hours spent praying for those who left before me and how much the leavers hurt the church. And I will remember God's amazing grace when he brought back one from the pit of his sin. Its amazing, and God's promise to leave the 99 in search of the 1 is encouraging, and we should praise Him for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;On a lighter note: it was really hard for me to skip lunch on Wednesday. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-64734536850713545?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/64734536850713545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=64734536850713545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/64734536850713545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/64734536850713545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/03/time-for-fasting.html' title='A Time for Fasting...'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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-6587566769135582549.post-7665166597115607709</id><published>2007-03-28T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T08:35:26.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OK..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have to post this fast since I am going to work in like...5 minutes, but that triple post is me taking out my anger on the Blog Spot for not letting me post sooner. So if it happens again, you know why. Well, I got to run. Airplanes are calling my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-7665166597115607709?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/7665166597115607709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=7665166597115607709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/7665166597115607709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/7665166597115607709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok.html' title='OK..'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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-6587566769135582549.post-698110190551057420</id><published>2007-03-26T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T08:35:41.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;My first post, wohoo! Man, how many times have I posted for the first time. Whatever. This is for real for real. Really. I will not switch blogs AGAIN! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6587566769135582549-698110190551057420?l=ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/feeds/698110190551057420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6587566769135582549&amp;postID=698110190551057420' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/698110190551057420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6587566769135582549/posts/default/698110190551057420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ethansperpetualplayoffs.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-i-go.html' title='Here I Go'/><author><name>Ethan B.</name><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>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
