<?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-22652625</id><updated>2012-01-26T04:35:21.185-07:00</updated><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>The Wooden Forest</title><subtitle type='html'>Lost? You must be if you're here. Cause am I.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-4132633207705528559</id><published>2009-08-23T21:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T21:32:48.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship lol</title><content type='html'>According to http://www.friendshipstats.com I have 113 friends, 7 less than average. 75% are male, 25% are female. 40 are single, 41 are dating or married. If I contracted a deadly variant of flu, I would likely infect 9 people, 1 of whom would die. When I share something on Facebook, it is typically viewed by 15 people. If I died today, an estimated 356 people would try to attend my funeral. Based on my Facebook profile, I have a 89% probability of getting married. I am likely to earn US$2.7 million and have 2.1 children over my lifetime.  Calculate your own stats at http://www.friendshipstats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's interesting. Why can't i just all that money now right? lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-4132633207705528559?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/4132633207705528559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=4132633207705528559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/4132633207705528559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/4132633207705528559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2009/08/friendship-lol.html' title='Friendship lol'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-4411802604582035954</id><published>2009-05-31T18:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:18:34.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polarity of things</title><content type='html'>Well during my physics class my teacher had a very good explanation with a coil and a magnet. When a approaches a magnet a coil it produces an induced current. Which depends which end of the magnet is in the lead will matter in the direction. This current will produce a magnetic field that opposes the magnet and pushes it back. When it's inside it doesn't produce any more current. As it leaves the other side it once again induces more current but it attracts the magnet back towards the coil. This is all do to Flux. Flux is equal to the change in the magnetic field. So as when its in the middle the field isn't changing. Because what's going out is coming back in so the net change is zero. But when it's leaving or entering the there is a change and coil opposes the change.&lt;br /&gt;   So the example she used to explain all of this is like how women are with men. When a man makes a move on a woman she's opposes it and is like get away. But once the girl likes him she doesn't want him to leave. She pulls back on him. Thus girls are coils and men are coils. All things may be explained through physics. Isn't it great!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-4411802604582035954?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/4411802604582035954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=4411802604582035954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/4411802604582035954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/4411802604582035954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2009/05/polarity-of-things.html' title='Polarity of things'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-4435443073210453447</id><published>2009-01-06T11:52:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:19:56.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How much snow is too much snow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SWOonYYdDmI/AAAAAAAAACo/8shJk29wnlk/s1600-h/DSCN0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SWOonYYdDmI/AAAAAAAAACo/8shJk29wnlk/s400/DSCN0270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288255781976477282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SWOomms5nII/AAAAAAAAACg/zub-KGSj3_Q/s1600-h/DSCN0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SWOomms5nII/AAAAAAAAACg/zub-KGSj3_Q/s400/DSCN0269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288255768640461954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SWOomS-VjZI/AAAAAAAAACY/-0JTkzQ87gw/s1600-h/DSCN0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SWOomS-VjZI/AAAAAAAAACY/-0JTkzQ87gw/s400/DSCN0268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288255763344887186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SWOol0ouGlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FgmjuisJC5k/s1600-h/DSCN0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SWOol0ouGlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FgmjuisJC5k/s400/DSCN0267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288255755201157714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Way too much snow if you ask me. I mean it was my dream as a little kid to have this much snow. I always wanted it. But now that I'm older I want it to go away. Why won't it go away!?  Well the snow is some good news. I mean our prayers from all those years ago are finally being answered. I mean we should have plenty of water for the rest of the summer. That is if it doesn't get too hot too soon or it will all just vanish. I remember my first winter when we moved to Utah. I was only 5. We had a big storm that winter. It was 2 feet of snow in one night. They canceled church even for it. Canceled school and everything. I mean what more could a child want right? I never saw them cancel school ever again after that. But that's alright I mean we do have a snow day anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it great to have to go through all that snow to go to school!? Nope the worst thing in the world to get wet and have to sit through 5 hours of school like that. Just is terrible, I don't know why we have to pay to suffer like that. This snow has stayed around way to long. And there is twice as much snow by my house then down on campus. What is up with that? Isn't it great too to see the big puddles of water on campus that everyone marches through. Man my feet got all wet after that. Just imagine if it snows too much what are you going to shovel all the snow, it's not like we got plenty of room for it. Yeah snow is a pain when you get older. You love it while you'rea a kid. But now its not so great. Well I guess not if you're a skier or something like that. Oh well these are just some of my thoughts. If you want to knwo more just write me hehe. Laters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-4435443073210453447?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/4435443073210453447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=4435443073210453447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/4435443073210453447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/4435443073210453447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-much-snow-is-too-much-snow.html' title='How much snow is too much snow?'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SWOonYYdDmI/AAAAAAAAACo/8shJk29wnlk/s72-c/DSCN0270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-1420629918740378700</id><published>2008-12-01T14:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:41:35.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once there was a snowman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/STRUyOXrRHI/AAAAAAAAACI/1bw3zQPRCuQ/s1600-h/DSCN0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/STRUyOXrRHI/AAAAAAAAACI/1bw3zQPRCuQ/s400/DSCN0200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274934285385286770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/STRUx0jimpI/AAAAAAAAACA/-84bcqQyqVw/s1600-h/DSCN0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/STRUx0jimpI/AAAAAAAAACA/-84bcqQyqVw/s400/DSCN0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274934278455728786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/STRUxeeBLcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/M7Zp-62yTzg/s1600-h/DSCN0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/STRUxeeBLcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/M7Zp-62yTzg/s400/DSCN0194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274934272526986690" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the song. lol. Yeah last week was pretty good. Saw a few snowmen, none of them were dying like in the song but it was cool. hehe. Thanksgiving was great. Went to Pagosa Spring Colorado. We had a good time there.  You know some quality family time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-1420629918740378700?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/1420629918740378700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=1420629918740378700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/1420629918740378700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/1420629918740378700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2008/12/once-there-was-snowman.html' title='Once there was a snowman'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/STRUyOXrRHI/AAAAAAAAACI/1bw3zQPRCuQ/s72-c/DSCN0200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-3815318530515224301</id><published>2008-11-14T11:16:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T11:50:03.424-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>As life moves on we have a lot people that we met. That we interact with. That we must talk to. We sometimes don`t want to know someone but we do. These people become, our friends, relatives, bullies, just people we know, class mates, and many other things. One of the must important people that we know are our friends. Friendships can gone on for forever or even just as short as an hour. We make a lot of friends here in this life. Some we regret others we`re grateful for years to come and even into the eternities. If even of you are like me you have a whole bunch of groups of friends. Me for example have some from elementary school, junior high and high school. But surprisingly enough as it is each school I had different friends. I would always make friends with people who didn`t continue going to the same school as me. Yeah it made it a little hard to adjust but I met a lot of new people which I am very thankful for. Like to going to BYU not knowing a soul in my hall. Then I met a lot of great people. So everything always works out for the better. The wierdest was metting people who went to BYU in Recife. Well at least I saw them on campus. And there they were in Recife serving their missions. Yeah the strangest thing.&lt;br /&gt;       Have a lot of different circles of friends is something that is quite useful. All my freinds from my Caculus class can help me with math and stuff. My computer friends from my various computer classes help me with my video game cravings....lol and help me with my computer problems. MY friends from other places help me with all the other things. So when I have certain issues I know whom I need to contact. And they always know that they can contact me. But as we know as time goes along we all seem to either draw closer or farther apart. We can`t stay where we are. So we have to make an active choice to keep in contact or to not. This is when we learn who are our true friends. The ones that will stick with us through thick and thin. Life does has its twists and turns. Friends come and friends go, if you lose them there are more fish in the sea. There are a few other billion to choose from. Of course none of them are the same. Each is special in their own way. God has a plan for each of them and for you.&lt;br /&gt;        I remember one of my friend from being younger, we would do stuff all the time. We did so much stuff. Sleep out in his home-made fort, ride our bikes together, do scouting stuff, and I even did a front flips on my bike with him. The funnies thing I can remember that happened was that Drew got mad at him and threw a canning jar at his neck. Yeah I got pretty mad afterwards but that`s all in the past. Well after a few years he made away. I visited him every now and then. But as time went on we lost contact. Later I found out that he was into drugs and some other problems. I made me really sad to see my old friend in the situation. It makes me wonder if I was still his friend what would have happened. Maybe I could have helped him stay out of that stuff, or I could have been pulled into it. Who knows? I had anohter best friend, we went to Junior High together and always were together. We`d watch Dragon Ball Z at his house everyday and play together all day. We were the best of friends. As time went on we went to High School, I stopped seeing him, and he dropped out and he fell into drugs and some other things. Another I see this happen to. There was nothing that I could do.&lt;br /&gt;  Friends influence us for the good or for bad, that`s why our parents told us to be careful about our friends. I`m sure as you look back on your life you can see the influence of your friends that they had on you. They make you or break you. You`ll see the habits you picked up from them, the little quirks they have. Just remember imitation is must sincere for of flattery. ^_^&lt;br /&gt; Yesterday we had a great suprise party for Owen`s birthday. I mean it was quite the suprise having your birthday party a day early. Greg his brother, I call him the Wookie, kept him busy as we got everything ready and they got there and suprise!. It was good stuff. I mean I`m not quite sure how Owen felt, but I`m sure he felt good. I wouldn`t know no one ever threw me a suprise party. Nor do I want them do, I`m afraid I`d wet myself, lol, jk. That`s what friends are for though.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SR3H39yGYnI/AAAAAAAAABw/VWR3g_PQNRc/s1600-h/DSCN0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SR3H39yGYnI/AAAAAAAAABw/VWR3g_PQNRc/s400/DSCN0159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268586903384777330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       The title of friend is has a different value changing from person to person. I hold people in high esteem if they are my friends. Like on Facebook all the people I have on there I really consider my friends, ok not all but most. It`s really to identify a best friend for me, because it seems I have so many. Well at least I don`t have a lack of them..lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-3815318530515224301?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/3815318530515224301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=3815318530515224301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/3815318530515224301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/3815318530515224301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2008/11/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SR3H39yGYnI/AAAAAAAAABw/VWR3g_PQNRc/s72-c/DSCN0159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-4645901496884404661</id><published>2008-10-14T10:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:19:09.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back</title><content type='html'>Well after 2 years in hiding I am now free to telling the world what has really been happening.&lt;br /&gt;Not much has happened since the last I wrote, I mean, I lost 55 lbs, I speak portuguese fluently now and I speak english really funny. I have an awesome high collar tan line.&lt;br /&gt;Things are going great at home. The rent is really low here, the rent just costs me the time it takes to help my mom clean up. It was a little work to get everything ready for winter,but it was a good thing we did or that snow would have killed us.&lt;br /&gt;The BYU foot ball was really good, but really really cold. We won of course, 21 to 3. We should have won by a lot more, but we`ll leave for next game. I went with Owen Savannah, and Jeramy. It was great to see them again.&lt;br /&gt;Right now just looking for a job and stuff. and here`s some pics from my mish, have a fun time looking at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTexI0a8bI/AAAAAAAAABI/xy8HGRrbt-Q/s1600-h/DSCN0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 334px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTexI0a8bI/AAAAAAAAABI/xy8HGRrbt-Q/s320/DSCN0206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257071600810521010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This me and my city Recife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTevuAu-bI/AAAAAAAAAAo/APvm0M4Z9hg/s1600-h/DSCF0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTevuAu-bI/AAAAAAAAAAo/APvm0M4Z9hg/s320/DSCF0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257071576434538930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cannon ready to blast away all the pirates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTewKAytlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/AybabmKIQFw/s1600-h/DSCF0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 450px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTewKAytlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/AybabmKIQFw/s320/DSCF0187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257071583950976594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my little friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTewnluMLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NKvmUYSbbsw/s1600-h/DSCN0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTewnluMLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NKvmUYSbbsw/s320/DSCN0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257071591890497714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first family I baptized, Valmir and Nilzlene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTewwL8nGI/AAAAAAAAABA/9RFkA_GvnTg/s1600-h/DSCN0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTewwL8nGI/AAAAAAAAABA/9RFkA_GvnTg/s320/DSCN0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257071594198309986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is porto de galinhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTewwL8nGI/AAAAAAAAABA/9RFkA_GvnTg/s1600-h/DSCN0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Jake/Desktop/New%20Folder/DSCN0322.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-4645901496884404661?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/4645901496884404661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=4645901496884404661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/4645901496884404661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/4645901496884404661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2008/10/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome Back'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTexI0a8bI/AAAAAAAAABI/xy8HGRrbt-Q/s72-c/DSCN0206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-115980538295863088</id><published>2006-10-02T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T09:09:42.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Email to Blog Post</title><content type='html'>Hey just seeing if I can just email this and post a blog. Cause that would be good so that everyone can visit my blog and I don't have to write everyone evertime. So this is just testing out to see if that works. So if you're reading this, that means you'll be in for a real treat in a few months. Cause you know what, most likely there'll be a new post. &lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;span class="sg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Reach out and torch someone&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-115980538295863088?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/115980538295863088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=115980538295863088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115980538295863088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115980538295863088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/10/email-to-blog-post.html' title='Email to Blog Post'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-115925506433649414</id><published>2006-09-26T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:17:56.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIssion is calling</title><content type='html'>Well I did my last talk in my home ward for the next two years. Which was formally known as a farewell talk. It was nice getting that over. I have no idea how long it was. Everyone was telling me how impressed they were with me. That I've broken out of my shell. That they never could do a talk without at least some notes. I was also told that my talk was better than most return missionaries. So that was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have a few things to get before I leave, but I got just about everything. It's really nice to have Joe home. I'm so happy that he's here. It doesn't seem like he's been gone that long, and yet it does. I mean sooner than I know it I'll be back. There's just so many things that just cruise by and seem like no time at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-115925506433649414?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/115925506433649414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=115925506433649414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115925506433649414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115925506433649414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/09/mission-is-calling.html' title='MIssion is calling'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-115709477765292500</id><published>2006-09-01T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T00:12:57.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Pwnage</title><content type='html'>A new month a new start.  Well lately I've been finding myself saying words like noob and such a lot more. Ever since I've been watching Pure Pwnage. It's a really funny internet show about the gamer world. That's the best description I can give. There aren't really any words in the english language to desrcibe it. I would suggest everyone to watch, because it's really funny. It makes fun of gamers and stuff. Cause the main guy talks about everything as if it's a game. Like he uses words like imbal, and rush. So it's quite the laugh. If you're sensitive with things like cussing, humping actions, and spankings (all of which down to the air or a monitor) then you might not want to watch it. Or when people talk like gamers then you don't want to watch it. I would tell you about episodes but that would ruin it. I just say, go to purepwnage.com and dl(download) the episodes and enjoy. One of my favorites is #2 it's about gamers and girls. Don't worry about some of the terms they use, they refer to things in Command and Conquer: Generals Zero Hour. So you either play the game and understand or go what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be an uber-noob and not watch it, or you can be a pro and watch it. ROFL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-115709477765292500?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/115709477765292500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=115709477765292500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115709477765292500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115709477765292500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/09/pure-pwnage.html' title='Pure Pwnage'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-115622713036037964</id><published>2006-08-21T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T23:12:10.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you hear me? Do you care?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/200/DSCN0218.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sudoku the new wave hitting the nation. Well this week my family has finally given in. My mom did it the whole way home from LA. I guess that tells you how much she like it. My dad loves it too. Drew i think he just did it to pass time. I enjoy for maybe half way through one, then just do it to pass time. But now I'm home I don't think I'll be doing it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Magic Mountain was a lot of fun. But I didn't get to go on as many rides as I wanted to. One was closed, and my group was all too tired to stay longer. But I got a shirt from it, so I'm happpy ^_^ I'm wishing I took more pictures, but I'm happy with the ones I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0220.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes I know, very orginial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0222.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ignore the other people in this pic, just look at the dashing young man in blue, and that other kid in orange. And if you're wondering what's on my shirt, it's a simple math equation. Mario+shroom=Bigger Mario. I've been told that it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0223.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured we've done a foot pic before, so this was opproiate. Once my mom's wallpaper on her cellphone was my foot, now it's my eye, so I can keep an eye on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so I rode Ninja, Batman, Goliath, Jetstream, Scream!, was going to do X but it was closed. But overall it was lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course when I went to the temple, I forgot to bring my camera. And all the other places I went, so at least I got a few pictures. Well I got to see the neww Joseph Smith movie, it was really good. I got to Knott's Berry Farm. We went at 8:00pm on a Saturday, it wasn't the best idea. It was as if it was during the day. So we got on 3 rides, but only the best ones. So it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's just good to be home now. Even though it's harder to sleep in this thinner air. The wonderful weather gone. The beach thousands of miles away, instead of ten minutes. And all those other good things about Southern Cal that we all love and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time on Jake's World......well it's not really my world, unless you accept my reality as your own, then it would be, and I would be in far better condition than I am now, and you would talk to me more, and you wouldn't be reading this, you would be calling me, or at least leaving a comment so I know I'm being heard, cause people like it when you do that, cause this is a very run-on sentence, unless you think my puncuation is correct, then you're way off, just practicing writing in BoM style, you know with no puncuation at all, except the period at the very end, and how they puncuated as they published it, not puncuation on the manuscript, so I think that would be a little hard to do, well this is really good bye now, I'm not just saying it this time, you know i wasn't quite accurate with that BoM thing back there a few commas ago, I just feel like I lied to you, well I've warned you about it now I don't feel so bad, well good night, morning, or afternoon, whatever the case may be, and see you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-115622713036037964?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/115622713036037964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=115622713036037964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115622713036037964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115622713036037964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/08/do-you-hear-me-do-you-care.html' title='Do you hear me? Do you care?'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-115578446722341397</id><published>2006-08-16T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T20:14:27.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buca di beepo</title><content type='html'>Well after a long trip to Cali, we relaxed then went to dinner at Buca di beepo. My Grandparents, my fam, my aunt Linda, and my cousin Madison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0208.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's my cute little grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0209.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0214.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My  mom and dad.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0213.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some left over from the tons of food we got. Let's see we got 5 appitzers. I don't mean the little one, they're like a meal by themselves. Then we got 5 entrees, I mean it was a ton of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0212.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are only the left overs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0215.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my cous, she's autistic. My aunt Linda works at Merill Lynch, she's really smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0216.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my cute grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's only the first day of my wonderful trip, well see you tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-115578446722341397?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/115578446722341397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=115578446722341397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115578446722341397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115578446722341397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/08/buca-di-beepo.html' title='Buca di beepo'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-115536028900103576</id><published>2006-08-11T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T08:06:21.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stormy Weather</title><content type='html'>Imagine a nice sunny day. The sky is a grogeous blue. The sun beaming down and your tanning skin. A nice breeze blows by. Can it get any better? You bet, that's way too boring. You need a nice lightning storm. Some hail would be nice too. Even some big gusts of wind. Now that's exciting. It's fun weather to watch, and to be in usually. I still like to walk home in the rain. It's just so much fun, and feels so good. Some people would say, then take a shower. Pssshhh that's not nearly as good. Being out in a rain storm is so much more enjoyable. Just a little scary when you hear some really close lightning. Cause you might die like my ancestor Benjamin Franklin Stewart. He was struck by lightning while in his carriage, outside his house. The town Benjamin, Utah is named after him. That's my claim to fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Have you imagined yourself  flying around like in the movies where the wind is so strong it picks you up. You're holding onto lamp posts and other things to keep from flying into space? I have I think it sounds fun. But it sounds a little dangerous, so I'll save that for how I'll die. Have you noticed that even with the lights rain under the right roofing it sounds like it's pouring? Yeah it makes it seem really dreary. Not a good thing for you when camping. Except it makes you really happen when it stops. But you do tend to get giant pills of mud on your shoes when that happens. But who cares right? It stopped raining. Lost yet? Welcome to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A good snowstorm is fun as well. Like the one day I walked home from the testing center in shorts and sandals. In my denfence it wasn't when I went in. And as I walked out I show a reporter and her cameraman. I was so tempted to walk behind her but I figured, that it would take to long. But I got a few wierd looks from people on my way back to the dorms, the 3 other crazy people out in the storm. I'm known as a polar bear to most people. Mostly cause I enter places all white from the snow. Yeah I usually have steam coming off my head when I come in when it's cold outside. Doesn't happen much now, but it happened all the time when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I can't say I've had any close experience with lightning, but people I know have some pretty close encounters. My uncle was backpacking in Mammoth and he was in a big meadow with one tree in it, and then it started to rain and thunder, so he quickly got out of there. I think that would be pretty scary. Especially when it's the 3rd day of your 5 day trip. Remember being as a child that when you heard thunder you had take into account your shoe size for how far away it is. Now that seems so dumb. Your feet have nothing to do with your hearing. I mean come on. It's more likely your ring size is more likely to effect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   No hurricanes or tornadoes under my belt either. I mean I live in utah, our tornadoes are practically none existent. I have had plenty of earthquakes, but I don't think that involves the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake wins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-115536028900103576?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/115536028900103576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=115536028900103576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115536028900103576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115536028900103576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/08/stormy-weather.html' title='Stormy Weather'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-115488660732895442</id><published>2006-08-06T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T10:50:07.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins, cute little ones</title><content type='html'>Well my aunt , uncle, and cousins came over this weekend. My uncle Kevin, a profeesor at Gonzaga, Aunt Chirstine, Ian , and Miles, they're 5. They came all the way from Spokane Washington. They got here around 11:30 pm, having left around 9. So they had a long trip and went to bed. The next day the twins woke up and played so me Super Smash Bros. with us.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0176.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drew, Miles and Ian. So next we went up the road from us to go up Dry Canyon. It was a good hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0194.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family Photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0189.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View of Mt. Timpanogos Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0191.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View of my house, the brown one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0185.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a darling picture of my Cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the trip, we saw a Diamondback, a rattlesnake. We also saw a gardener. We saw plenty of flies and bees. It was a really fun thing to do. My arms still hurt from carrying Miles a far way, cause he was hungry, and really didn't want to walk. But eventually he wanted to walk cause his brother was. Well after that we went and had Tommy's Burger. Where they have Vienna Dogs, from Chicago. Which reminded me of Owen. But it was really good, and I had Cherry Coke which reminded me of James. Whom I get to see in like 2 weeks. Then we went home and played some Mario Kart. Later we went and had some La Careta. Well that's about it we did with them. So that's been my yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-115488660732895442?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/115488660732895442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=115488660732895442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115488660732895442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115488660732895442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/08/cousins-cute-little-ones.html' title='Cousins, cute little ones'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-115398401888859999</id><published>2006-07-26T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T00:06:58.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies in 3-D</title><content type='html'>So when you put two pair of glasses on do you see in 6-D or 4-D? I saw Monster House in 3-D today, was really cool. It's the same movie, just in 3-D. But during the previews they told me to put on the glasses but I already had them on. Nightmare before Christmas, is coming out in 3-D in Octber, so that'll be cool to see, those of you who will be here still. But you do have to buy your glasses, for $1.50? I don't know exactly cause my dad covered that part. But they are pretty dorky looking. Big thick black frames. Well the lens aren't red and blue.  Here just look at this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0170.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0170.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should have had me be the model, cause I make anything look good. I think they'll come out with new frames for each new movie, that is if 3-D comes back. Cause they really do some cool things in that movie with the 3-D. You can tell some things aren't really 3-D cause it is just an optical illusion. Thank goodness that our minds think too much sometimes. But it's bad sometimes too with certain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I did get a haircut, I got it at Fantastic Sams. I think I lost about 5 pounds from doing that. It's for some more passport pictures for my visa. And even before I go to Brazil, I'll need another haricut. I'm sure the people who'll give me them will love me, cause my hair grows way too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else happening here other than that. Still doing the same old, same old. See you next time, here in my lil world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-115398401888859999?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/115398401888859999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=115398401888859999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115398401888859999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115398401888859999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/07/movies-in-3-d.html' title='Movies in 3-D'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-115309000441169913</id><published>2006-07-16T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T15:46:44.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We went Idaho</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful drive to Rexburg  to visit my cousin and my aunt and uncle.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0077.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the 4 hour drive went to go see Pirates II it was great. Issac's baby head is shown here. From R-L Zach, my mom, Aunt Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0082.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Payson,  Zach's friend's from his mission nephew.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0083.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The entrance to the cave we visited. Called the Civil Defense Cave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0087.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was cold enough in the Cave that there was ice. It was really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0092.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No flash here, only flashlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0093.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh there's the flash. L-R Zach, Bryce(Zach's friend from his mission), my Dad, Unlce Jeff(Golden Gramps), Bryce's Dad, Drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a few tight spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0110.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay, the exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0120.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking back into the cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0122.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad had a little spill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0132.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little dune jumping, who would have thought there was some in Idaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0140.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we had some grub from Big Jud's. They had burgers that came in 1lbs, 2lbs, 3lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/DSCN0142.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;L-R my Dad, Drew, Uncle Jeff, Issac, Zach, me, Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-115309000441169913?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/115309000441169913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=115309000441169913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115309000441169913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115309000441169913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/07/we-went-idaho.html' title='We went Idaho'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-115216339123758267</id><published>2006-07-05T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:23:11.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look out world I have a camera!!!!11111</title><content type='html'>Yes it is true i now have a camera. And all you that's been around me when I have one know how much I love to use them. Yes I go on a rampage with cameras. So people have to take them away from me. But now it is mine so no one can *devilsh laugh*. But I still have some strange feeling that it will somehow... But anywho here are some wonderful pics from my wonderful camera.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/320/DSCN0033.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's me and one of my polar bears. Can you bleive he used to be as big as me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/DSCN0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/320/DSCN0029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here in my room. My bowl from my wonderful birthday cake, with a glass of milk. And my vanilla cream soda from the 4th. As you can see I have just so many things to take pictures of. I mean it's just mind blowing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-115216339123758267?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/115216339123758267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=115216339123758267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115216339123758267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115216339123758267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/07/look-out-world-i-have-camera11111.html' title='Look out world I have a camera!!!!11111'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-115151238278048957</id><published>2006-06-28T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T09:33:02.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me!</title><content type='html'>Well i'm 52 now, 52 weeks older than I was last year. I got to turn 19 as I watched Superman Returns, that was pretty cool. Well not much has happened yet, I got some birthday money from my grandpa. That's as far as the presents and other such things have gone so far.  I guess I shouldn't be expecting very much at 10:28. Lol, I just felt like posting this earlier, maybe I'll come back and add some stuff later. o.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-115151238278048957?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/115151238278048957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=115151238278048957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115151238278048957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115151238278048957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me!'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-115104027148799217</id><published>2006-06-22T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T09:27:31.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Call</title><content type='html'>Well I finally got my call to Brazil Recife mission. I report to the Sao Paulo MTC  on Oct. 4.  I'm so excited about it. I've been looking forward to this for 18 years now. All those times singing I hope they call me on a mission finally have payed off. I just can't wait till then. I get to work till then, so I guess I better search harder now. Well here's the pic of my mission. It's pretty small uh!? And I don't even recongize any cities around there lol. Well I'm super excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/brazil%20recife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 526px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/brazil%20recife.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My address at the MTC is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Jacob Scott Rodgers&lt;br /&gt;Brazil Recife Mission&lt;br /&gt;Brazil Missionary Training Center&lt;br /&gt;Rua Padre Antonio D'Angelo 121&lt;br /&gt;Casa Verde&lt;br /&gt;02516-040 Sao Paulo SP&lt;br /&gt;Brazil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the MTC it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Jacob Scott Rodgers&lt;br /&gt;Brazil Recife Mission&lt;br /&gt;POB 30150&lt;br /&gt;Salt Lake City UT 84130-0150&lt;br /&gt;USA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-115104027148799217?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/115104027148799217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=115104027148799217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115104027148799217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115104027148799217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/06/mission-call.html' title='Mission Call'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-115047990693704030</id><published>2006-06-16T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T10:45:06.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PICS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/Blasto.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/320/Blasto.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/IMG_0516.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/320/IMG_0516.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/axem%20rangers.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/320/axem%20rangers.0.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I felt that I haven't posted enough pic lately. So here are some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-115047990693704030?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/115047990693704030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=115047990693704030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115047990693704030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/115047990693704030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/06/pics.html' title='PICS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114991892585464816</id><published>2006-06-09T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T22:55:25.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything goes!</title><content type='html'>I figured it's about time I have a post were I just ramble on about anything and everything. So let's start with the wonderful weather going on right now. There is a spectular lightning storm going on right now. All the lightning, it's so great. The tempature is like perfect, I could just sit out there and watch it all night. Speaking about lightning my brother, Joe, was almost struck once. It was at Martin's Cove in Wyoming. But he was ok. This shake that I'm having is so goooood. It's cookie dough, I made that must be way it's so good. OR itcould be that I was craving something sweet all day... Dinner was fantasitic, La Careta was delicious. If you haven't been there you should go.  Oh the rain makes me think of poodle..i mean puddle jumping, with Kelsey, Owen and Savannah. The first two being prolly the only ones reading this...lol Yeah all the splashing and stuff, makes me giggle like a school girl.  I have a lava lamp, in my room, I'm still not sure if I'll ever use it.  DDR is still fun. I guess I've played it a little too much. You know how I know this? When I close my eyes I see the arrows. But I'm getting better. Getting down not resting in the center but keep you feet on the directions. So hopefully I'll get that down, I definetley the best that were here tonight, but that's not saying much. Can I beat Kelsey, maybe we'll just have to see. I still wish I had a digitial camera. Cause then I could give you a tour of my room.   And if any of you think I can set you up on a date, well too bad, I don't want to do it. I've decided that it's too much work. mumble mumble mumble mumble....well i guess that's it... I thought I had more to say, oh well. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114991892585464816?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114991892585464816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114991892585464816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114991892585464816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114991892585464816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/06/anything-goes.html' title='Anything goes!'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114931595541697967</id><published>2006-06-02T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:26:26.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't winning great?</title><content type='html'>You to play something, and you come up against someone one who is supposedly better than you. You start to think, "Oh no, I'm going to get wasted." Then it turns out that you just totally kick their trash! Yeah after something like that you just feel sooo gooood. Well it might be just me, but I like to assume that everyone else feels the same way. Well I guess winning in general just makes you feel better. Even if the other people don't even stand a chance against you. But if you lose to those people you feel so bad. Cause you should have won but you didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Losing is something that we all do sometime. Either in a game or some other competion. They saw you learn no lesson when you win, but a thousand when you lose. These lessons I have usually to be about me. What is important to me? The happiness of others or mine? Is this game really that important to me? Is winning all that I live for? Is competing something I enjoy? These are just some of the questions I've found losing answers. Losing can be in several different things. In school there is competion for getting the best grades and scholarships. Losing in school can be quite discouraging. But winning can be one of the greastest joys. Getting that A you worked for so hard is so rewarding. But some people are just naturally are good in school and so we all hate them for that.  People can also lose in love, by falling out of it. It is said that, "It is better to have loved and lost then to never have loved at all." Love is something that is a precious gift that we are given. It brings so much happiness into life. But when you lose it there is an empty void in your life. A hole that needs filling. But nothing can replace it. But even greater love can repair the whole though. The love of a loving God. He'll help you fix your problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114931595541697967?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114931595541697967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114931595541697967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114931595541697967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114931595541697967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/06/isnt-winning-great.html' title='Isn&apos;t winning great?'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114905206592767443</id><published>2006-05-30T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T22:07:45.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2-3 week waiting period :(</title><content type='html'>Now All I have to do is wait 2-3 weeks before I know where and when I'm going on my mission. I'm so excited and I just can't hide it. So if you couldn't tell what I just said, my mission papers are in. So I'm doing a lil dance. *dancing* *even more dancing* *knocks over a lamp* opppss *stops the dancing* *sweeps the broken lamp under the couch* *starts whistling as he walks the from the scene of the crime* I don't know what's going to be harder waiting for the call, or to wait to leave. I guess I'll just have to see about that. Well this is hagspam(HideAndGoSeekPAndaMan) signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114905206592767443?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114905206592767443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114905206592767443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114905206592767443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114905206592767443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/05/2-3-week-waiting-period.html' title='2-3 week waiting period :('/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114896407399010541</id><published>2006-05-29T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T21:41:33.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Removing Wallpaper</title><content type='html'>Yeah that's what I did for most of the day, remove wallpaper from our kitchen walls. Man, that was just so much fun.... All the icky goopsy glue remover everywhere. It makes you all itchy. The splash from it being sprayed on the walls. But it's really fun when you get a giant strip to rip off. We got to a part where my mom srumbed all the time, so there was like no paper to get a hold of to remove it. So it was like 3' by 6" piece of wallpaper took us an hour. Some of you may be wondering why we're no0t using a steamer...well we tried it before and it didn't work :( So we're stuck with that spray. No fun at all. But at least it looks a ton better now. All of you who have came over, and if you looked at the kitchen would agree with me of how bugly it is. Yes bugly, it's a step above ugly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114896407399010541?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114896407399010541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114896407399010541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114896407399010541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114896407399010541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/05/removing-wallpaper.html' title='Removing Wallpaper'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114715447874371124</id><published>2006-05-08T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T23:01:18.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Papers</title><content type='html'>Doing my mission paers has really gotten to start thinking. I'm about to go off somewhere a preach my heart out. It's just really an amazing thing. I mean there is other stuff I would like to do but I know that this is what I'm supposed to be doing. Got the Dentist appointment over with. ^_^ Tomorrow my least favorite thing, a physical.  &gt;_&lt; Well still a lot of things to do tough. I've started to hate paper work even before I have a job. I guess its just preparing me for one. I mean the Eagle Project paper work is easy. Its just annoying to everything signed and stuff.  My mission is going to be great, I can just feel it. My brother calls us on Sunday, YAY!! That's definetly the best mother's day gift anyone can give.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114715447874371124?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114715447874371124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114715447874371124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114715447874371124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114715447874371124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/05/mission-papers.html' title='Mission Papers'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114612891377765764</id><published>2006-04-27T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T02:08:33.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again at the home again</title><content type='html'>WOW!!!! Finals are finally over(I'll never get tired of that one). The fun may now begin. For some the fun ends in a week. Cause they're going to Spring Semester.....0.o....For others like me it's going to be 2 years of hard work.  I'd go over all the things people are doing but....that'd take me way too long to type it out. So if I left you out...well...just get used to it. It's nice being home again. Even though I've only been here for ummmm four hours. Why is saying good bye so hard. It's only normal to leave people behind. Be they from Michigan, California, New York, Utah, Colorado, or even Illinois(Cause who's from there anywho?) I guess when you say good bye though, some people are going ahead of you. So that can make you feel just about a foot tall. Also when you don't see people for awhile a lot could have happened. You might have wanted them there for something. And they weren't!!!!!!!!! lol.....I'm going to miss all my friends that I made in college. Well I guess some made friends with me.....but I'm still going to miss them. It is now time for me to start working on my mission papers.....scary thought. A job is also to be something that I'm supposed to get...hmmm who would want to employee me....who knows!? I finally can start cooking my own food again. Yesssssssss.... Yumm tuna sandwiches....dreams do come true. Well see you next time.....well maybe not see but umm you'll see what I type.... &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114612891377765764?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114612891377765764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114612891377765764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114612891377765764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114612891377765764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/04/home-again-at-home-again.html' title='Home again at the home again'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114515053066073027</id><published>2006-04-15T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T18:22:10.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Kind of Homework</title><content type='html'>I got two of the best assignments that I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;1)Take a Nap&lt;br /&gt;2)Eat a carton of ice cream&lt;br /&gt;I mean can it get any better?  Well maybe like play some video games or something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114515053066073027?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114515053066073027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114515053066073027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114515053066073027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114515053066073027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-kind-of-homework.html' title='The Good Kind of Homework'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114471960526472795</id><published>2006-04-10T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T18:40:05.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Games Parodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vgcats.com/comics/images/041122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 692px; height: 1460px;" src="http://www.vgcats.com/comics/images/041122.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vgcats.com/comics/images/021206.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 700px;" src="http://www.vgcats.com/comics/images/021206.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vgcats.com/comics/images/040513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 692px; height: 1900px;" src="http://www.vgcats.com/comics/images/040513.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are so true that I felt all should see these. Have any questions just ask me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114471960526472795?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114471960526472795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114471960526472795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114471960526472795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114471960526472795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/04/video-games-parodies.html' title='Video Games Parodies'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114418672601441467</id><published>2006-04-04T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T14:38:46.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School is almost OVER!</title><content type='html'>Winter semester is coming to a close here. Only 10 days of class left. Then finals for a week. YAY!!! With school being over though, that means I get to say good bye to everyone...:'( &gt;_&lt;. Well I'm sure we'll keep in contact for maybe a few weeks then it won't happen anymore. Except some special people. Which is usually like one person. And sometimes it's even more than that. Well I found finals week to the funest week in school. Cause some people, like me, don't really need to study for some classes, so we play instead. And that week is Savannah's B-Day is guess we'll need to plan something. And this time I need to remmeber to sell back my books^_^ We sure do have a lot of things left to do before this semester is over. Like hiking the Y and going places to eat. And even going to see Arsenic and Old Lace. Any more ideas just a post them cause that would help me remember them ty. I still can't believe that school is almost over. It still feels like it just started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114418672601441467?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114418672601441467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114418672601441467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114418672601441467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114418672601441467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/04/school-is-almost-over.html' title='School is almost OVER!'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114370252171861964</id><published>2006-03-29T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T00:16:39.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandaman</title><content type='html'>No this is not how I got my hideandgoseekpandaman handle. That came from CTR(Crash Team Racing).   This is one of my first stuffed animals if not THE first. His name is Jealous.  He's been through a lot. He's had an ear ripped off. Head sewn back on twice. Thats a lot for one little guy. He's been left out in the rain several times.  He's in the shape that most people would threw him out. But he's so important to me that I'd never do that.  I dont sleep with him.  If I did anywas he's head would probably would come off.  Well with the ear thing, well me and my brother were fighting over him for some reason so I was holding onto his with my teeth.  My brother was pulling on is body. And there was this rip and his ear was in my mouth and the rest of him was with my brother.  He still has the original stuffing in his head. But it's as hard as a rock.  His nose is gone, I dont remember why.  He's not very black and white. It's more of a tan than a white. Well here he is.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/IMG_0492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 371px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/320/IMG_0492.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/IMG_0494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 371px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/320/IMG_0494.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114370252171861964?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114370252171861964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114370252171861964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114370252171861964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114370252171861964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/03/pandaman.html' title='Pandaman'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114308911939529142</id><published>2006-03-22T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T22:21:33.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain Humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Here are some actual logged maintenance complaints and problems as&lt;br /&gt;submitted by Qantas pilots and the solution recorded by maintenance&lt;br /&gt;engineers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;(P = the problem logged by the pilot.)&lt;br /&gt;(S = the solution and action taken by the engineers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Left inside main tire almost needs replacement.&lt;br /&gt;S: Almost replaced left inside main tire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Test flight OK, except auto-land very rough.&lt;br /&gt;S: Auto-land not installed on this aircraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Something loose in cockpit.&lt;br /&gt;S: Something tightened in cockpit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Dead bugs on windshield.&lt;br /&gt;S: Live bugs on back-order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;P: Autopilot in altitude-hold mode produces a 200 feet per minute desce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;nt.&lt;br /&gt;S: Cannot reproduce problem on ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Evidence of leak on right main landing gear.&lt;br /&gt;S: Evidence removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: DME volume unbelievably loud.&lt;br /&gt;S: DME volume set to more believable level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Friction locks cause throttle levers to stick.&lt;br /&gt;S: That's what they're there for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: IFF inoperative.&lt;br /&gt;S: IFF always inoperative in OFF mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;P: Suspected crack in windshield.&lt;br /&gt;S: Suspect you're right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Number 3 engine missing.&lt;br /&gt;S: Engine found on right wing after brief search.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;P: Aircraft handles funny.&lt;br /&gt;S: Aircraft warned to straighten up, fly right, and be serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Target radar hums.&lt;br /&gt;S: Reprogrammed target radar with lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Mouse in cockpit.&lt;br /&gt;S: Cat installed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Noise coming from under instrument panel. Sounds like a midget pounding&lt;br /&gt;on something with a hammer.&lt;br /&gt;S: Took hammer away fro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;m mid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/inspiration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 282px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/320/inspiration.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;et&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114308911939529142?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114308911939529142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114308911939529142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114308911939529142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114308911939529142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/03/plain-humor.html' title='Plain Humor'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114281779734640632</id><published>2006-03-19T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T18:23:17.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth About Computers</title><content type='html'>If People Thought of Cars like they do about  Computers - Tech-support people will find this especially amusing ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Motors doesn't have a "help  line" for people who don't know how to drive, because people don't buy cars like  they buy computers -- but imagine if they did . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "General  Motors HelpLine, how can I help you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER: "I got in my car and  closed the door, and nothing happened!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "Did you put the key  in the ignition slot and turn it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER: "What's an ignition?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "It's a starter motor that draws current from your battery and  turns over the engine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER: "Ignition? Motor? Battery? Engine? How  come I have to know all of these technical terms just to use my car?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "General Motors HelpLine,  how can I help you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER: "My car ran fine for a week, and now it  won't go anywhere!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "Is the gas tank empty?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER:  "Huh? How do I know!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "There's a little gauge on the front  panel, with a needle, and markings from 'E' to 'F.' Where is the needle  pointing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER: "It's pointing to 'E.' What does that mean?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "It means that you have to visit a gasoline vendor, and  purchase some more gasoline. You can install it yourself, or pay the vendor to  install it for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER: "What!?" I paid $12,000. for this car!  Now you tell me that I have to keep buying more components? I want a car that  comes with everything built in!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "General Motors HelpLine, how can I help you?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER: "Your cars suck!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "What's wrong?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER: "It crashed, that's what went wrong!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "What  were you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER: "I wanted to run faster, so I pushed the  accelerator pedal all the way to the floor. It worked for a while, and then it .  crashed -- . and now it won't start!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "It's your  responsibility if you misuse the product. What do you expect us to do about it?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER: "I want you to send me one of the latest version that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't crash anymore!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "General Motors HelpLine, how can I help you?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER: "Hi! I just bought my first car, and I chose your car because  it has automatic transmission, cruise control, power steering, power brakes, and  power door locks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "Thanks for buying our car. How can I help  you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER: "How do I work it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "Do you know how  to drive?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER: "Do I know how to what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPLINE: "Do you  know how to drive?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER: "I'm not a technical person! I just want  to go places in my car!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114281779734640632?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114281779734640632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114281779734640632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114281779734640632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114281779734640632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/03/truth-about-computers.html' title='The Truth About Computers'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114231921473334707</id><published>2006-03-13T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T23:53:34.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission calls Mission calls everywhere and not one for me...</title><content type='html'>About everyone I know is now going on a mission.  Let's see one of my friends is going to DC south, one's going to Dominican Republic, one's going to California Long Beach.  I mean, I look around everyone is turning in their papers, and I'm just sitting there twittling my thumbs.  I'm kinda of afraid of going, but I know I'll do a good job.   I'm really excited at the same time.  There are other people though who are 100 times more excited than I am.  Right now I'm just looking forward to spending some time with my family.  Cause school right now isn't that challenging.  Well not in the way I want it to be that is.  I mean the memorizing and stuff is hard, but I hate that stuff.  I find it to be rote and bothersome.  I was really good at it at high school. Being at college though, I'm not so good.  My study habits are the same.  So, right now I'm trying something new.  Reading it out loud to myself.  So far it has worked wonders.  I'm remember stuff more readily.  So I hope that works out.  I was having the same problem last semester, so I know it's not the girls.  Last semester my classes where much better than this semester.  Cause last semester I had classes I actually like the stuff I was learning about.  So I guess I just need to plan better next semester. ^_^  College is still great.  I just love it so mooch. lol i mean much.... Byu us just a great place to be.  Still hate those CS labs.  grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr....&gt;_&lt; But um I'll get over it.  If it doesn't get better soon, I'll just have to go visit my dad. Cause he'll know how to fix it.  Reading what Abe Lincoln is fun to read.  That guy is just amazing.  He learned just about everything from reading.  What a brilliant mind that man had.  Wow this sure did get off the title. I guess I decieved all three of you that read this. LOL. Well thats it for this time. TTFN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114231921473334707?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114231921473334707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114231921473334707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114231921473334707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114231921473334707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/03/mission-calls-mission-calls-everywhere.html' title='Mission calls Mission calls everywhere and not one for me...'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114205845527170775</id><published>2006-03-10T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T23:27:35.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zelda.com/universe/_img/game/legendzelda/set1/ss5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 469px; height: 351px;" src="http://www.zelda.com/universe/_img/game/legendzelda/set1/ss5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm so excited about the new Legend of Zelda coming out. It's supposed to come out on April 15....but we all know that it always gets pushed back. Knowing my luck it will come out when I'm on my mission. Then I'll have to wait two years....But I guess, I wont have to buy it then. Cause someone else in my family is bound to do it...I mean look at theis pic.  Doesn't it just look awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114205845527170775?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114205845527170775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114205845527170775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114205845527170775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114205845527170775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/03/twilight-princess.html' title='Twilight Princess'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114140451428094998</id><published>2006-03-03T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T10:04:29.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://students.cs.byu.edu/%7Erodgersj/stick%20funny.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 204px;" src="http://students.cs.byu.edu/%7Erodgersj/stick%20funny.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured this is something that everyone should see once in their life.  So here it is. I hope you enjoy it.  I found this one day on a forum, so i decided to put it on my computer and I've been sharing it ever since then. This is just an animated GIF, which I still wish I knew how to make these...grrrrr....gah? Whatever....Anywho if you have any cool animated GIF's I would like to see them. I still really like this one.  The explosions and stuff....the sword fighting....&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and ummmmmmm.........&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the sword fighting. &lt;('.')&gt; &lt;('.'&lt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;('.')&gt; (&gt;'.')&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/22652625-114140451428094998?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114140451428094998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114140451428094998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114140451428094998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114140451428094998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-is-this.html' title='What is this?'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114102253810484137</id><published>2006-02-26T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T23:43:21.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancer Center Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/IMG_0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/320/IMG_0280.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right, according to my research that, the Cannon Center food does increase your chances of having cancer.  So stay away if you can.  If you had it, its too late.  I weep for you :,(  #_#.  Don't worry if you had it though.  It only increases it by .0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001%.  So no worries.  Cause everything causes cancer, so dont eat, sleep, or do anything if you don't want cancer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114102253810484137?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114102253810484137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114102253810484137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114102253810484137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114102253810484137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/02/cancer-center-food.html' title='Cancer Center Food'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114081450888185741</id><published>2006-02-24T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T13:59:12.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/failure.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/400/failure.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy have to be to dumbest creatures on the planet.  Even dumber than the dinosaurs.  Dumber than the a speck of dust. Cause when we mess up we like to do it big time for some reason.  No little mistakes.  I guess if we're going out, we'll do it with a big bang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114081450888185741?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114081450888185741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114081450888185741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114081450888185741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114081450888185741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/02/dumb-boys.html' title='Dumb Boys'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114071452069963961</id><published>2006-02-23T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T10:08:40.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick in the Dorms!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/1600/crashwithngin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/189/2308/200/crashwithngin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in the world are you supposed to do when you're sick in the dorms? I mean you obviously dont go to class.  But what about food!? You supposed to go get everyone else sick by going to the cafeteria?  No matter what its a win lose situation.  Cause you could go to the vending machines....But thats not very filling...Oh well.  I guess I'll just have to figure something out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114071452069963961?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114071452069963961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114071452069963961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114071452069963961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114071452069963961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/02/sick-in-dorms.html' title='Sick in the Dorms!!!!!!'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114041101386967573</id><published>2006-02-19T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T21:52:19.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cheat</title><content type='html'>Who really is The Cheat? Is he a hunk of cheese that got too close some ooze?  Or a drawing of a cheetah gone wrong? You decide! Well I personally think it doesn't really matter cause he's cool anywho.  No one can compete with the cute and cuddliness of The Cheat.  Everyone should have their own personal The Cheat.  If you're wondering who in the world is The Cheat...well take a look! &lt;a href="http://www.homestarrunner.com/500cheats.html"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114041101386967573?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114041101386967573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114041101386967573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114041101386967573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114041101386967573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/02/cheat.html' title='The Cheat'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114030287263127977</id><published>2006-02-18T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T12:07:29.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Don't Know Me!</title><content type='html'>1. WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR KITCHEN PLATES?&lt;br /&gt; Royal Blue, cause thats just a great color.&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?&lt;br /&gt;None, unless you want to count my text book, but I wish I was.&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?&lt;br /&gt;  Well, its just my desk so...stains from some food, books, soda cans, pencil sharpener, and my other things&lt;br /&gt;4. FAVORITE BOARD GAME?&lt;br /&gt;  Rail Baron&lt;br /&gt;5. LEAST FAVORITE SMELLS? &lt;br /&gt;  Up-Chuck, Stinky Pefume, and Rotting garbage&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING? &lt;br /&gt;  Just five more minutes&lt;br /&gt;7. FAVORITE COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;  Refer to question 1&lt;br /&gt;8. LEAST FAVORITE COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;  puke green, I think its self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;9. HOW MANY RINGS UNTIL YOU ANSWER THE PHONE? &lt;br /&gt;  Twice, cause that's just the way I work.&lt;br /&gt;10. FUTURE CHILD'S NAME? &lt;br /&gt;  Well, my intials are JSR so it would be cool to have a childs intials to be JJR,cause SR ans JR..&lt;br /&gt;11. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA?&lt;br /&gt;   Easiest thing ever, Caramel.  You should try some Karamel Sutra sometime. It's from Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's &lt;br /&gt;12. DO YOU LIKE TO DRIVE FAST? &lt;br /&gt;   On rollercoasters yes, on the road...well if its on a video game.&lt;br /&gt;13. DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL? &lt;br /&gt;   You bet. Cause they're all warm and cuddly.&lt;br /&gt;14. DO YOU LIKE THUNDERSTORMS?&lt;br /&gt;   Well as long as I'm not on a mountain with were I'm the tallest thing around... then yes.&lt;br /&gt;15. WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR? &lt;br /&gt;   Well it would have to be a hotwheels, cause I don't even own a real one yet.&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT IS YOUR SIGN?&lt;br /&gt;   Llama...wait zodiac sig...umm Cancer  &lt;br /&gt;17. DO YOU EAT THE STEMS OF BROCCOLI?&lt;br /&gt;   No way, the tops are the best!&lt;br /&gt;18. IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;   Super Hero! Cause I already fly and shoot lazer beams, I might as well put them to use. &lt;br /&gt;19. IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY COLOR HAIR, WHAT WOULD IT BE? &lt;br /&gt;   Blue, cause it's just a kool color.&lt;br /&gt;20. IS THE GLASS HALF FULL OR HALF EMPTY? &lt;br /&gt;   It's completely empty, cause I drunk it all.&lt;br /&gt;21. FAVORITE MOVIE? &lt;br /&gt;   Too many to count, you can just guessm cause you might just get it right.&lt;br /&gt;22. DO YOU TYPE WITH YOUR FINGERS ON THE RIGHT KEYS? &lt;br /&gt;   Oh course, it's my style of typing, so which ever keys any finger presses is right.&lt;br /&gt;23. WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED?&lt;br /&gt;   Dust, monsters, a box, and a gremlin&lt;br /&gt;25. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?&lt;br /&gt;   ummmmmm, curling &lt;br /&gt;26. YOUR SINGLE BIGGEST INTENSE PAIN?&lt;br /&gt;   Cutting the tip of my finger off.&lt;br /&gt;29. KETCHUP OR MUSTARD?&lt;br /&gt;   mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;30. HAMBURGER OR HOT DOG? &lt;br /&gt;   Bratwurst, but you got to do it right, with boiling them with beer, butter and onions, neer-beer that is.&lt;br /&gt;31. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON?&lt;br /&gt;   Spring, cause not too warm not too hot, and the rain is great, well I guess it snow sometimes&lt;br /&gt;32. THE BEST PLACE YOU HAVE EVER BEEN?&lt;br /&gt;   412 feet in the air going over 120 miles per hour on the Dragster.&lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT SCREEN SAVER IS ON YOUR COMPUTER RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;   picture slideshow, well if it goes on&lt;br /&gt;34. FAVORITE FAST FOOD? &lt;br /&gt;   In and Out Burger&lt;br /&gt;35. WHAT IS YOUR BIRTH NAME?&lt;br /&gt;   Jacob Scott Rodgers&lt;br /&gt;36. ANY NICKNAMES?&lt;br /&gt;   Jake, Paco, Moku, Mokujin, Juno, Jaqob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114030287263127977?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114030287263127977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114030287263127977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114030287263127977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114030287263127977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-dont-know-me.html' title='You Don&apos;t Know Me!'/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22652625.post-114029643576523381</id><published>2006-02-18T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T16:09:11.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well this is the number one post.  As in the first one.  Well just starting this thing. Feel free to ask me questions on things you wish to learn about me. But i do reserve the right to refuse to answer the question.  Well the reason for the Wooden Forest... Well my handle is usually Mokujin.  And if you any know anything about Tekken. You would know that he's just a Wooden Person.  And if you know Japanese. You would know that Mokujin means wooden person or forest person. So thats why its the Wooden Forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tekken.it/tekken3-mokujin.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22652625-114029643576523381?l=woodenforest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/feeds/114029643576523381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22652625&amp;postID=114029643576523381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114029643576523381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22652625/posts/default/114029643576523381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodenforest.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-this-is-number-one-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mokujin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18203489140342955092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QyPJvUT4jHQ/SPTRNomfHzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N-k8_V-F8Y8/S220/DSCN0062.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
