<?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-30918671</id><updated>2011-12-29T17:05:55.492-06:00</updated><category term='One Month of Winter'/><category term='The Lion Roars'/><category term='W-9s'/><category term='The Rental Car'/><category term='Order Confirmation'/><category term='It&apos;s in the Blood'/><category term='In the Middle'/><category term='Good Weekend'/><category term='The Jeep'/><category term='4WD'/><category term='Glowing'/><category term='Climbing the Mountain'/><category term='It&apos;s the Sun'/><category term='Quiet'/><category term='Sunday'/><category term='Non-Stop'/><category term='The Phone Call'/><category 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or Snow'/><category term='Good as New'/><title type='text'>MY BOUTS and ABOUTS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>864</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-2639437368374639476</id><published>2011-01-27T14:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T14:33:17.237-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>peek-a-boo</title><content type='html'>I see you . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-2639437368374639476?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/2639437368374639476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=2639437368374639476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2639437368374639476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2639437368374639476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2011/01/peek-boo.html' title='peek-a-boo'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-8221588004727578633</id><published>2009-09-24T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T17:51:21.311-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>One Week To Go</title><content type='html'>Still plodding away, working on crating up my life, moving to . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who has been tolerant of me during this time period.  Mom, Dad, Scott, Barb, Mike, Tim, Julia, and the neighbors who unknowingly were gracious enough to allow me to use their dumpster, I couldn't have done it all without you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-8221588004727578633?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/8221588004727578633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=8221588004727578633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8221588004727578633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8221588004727578633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-week-to-go.html' title='One Week To Go'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1903002506169799830</id><published>2009-09-14T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T13:33:44.374-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'>I Am Atomic</title><content type='html'>I am taking a break from blogging until after I relocate.  The blog will return in October, under a new name and URL.  It is going to be more of the same; me rambling, raging, reacting, and reliving those moments that need to be written about.  I shall return, recharged and ready to write!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1903002506169799830?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1903002506169799830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1903002506169799830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1903002506169799830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1903002506169799830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-atomic.html' title='I Am Atomic'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1444026247379872787</id><published>2009-09-12T17:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T17:28:34.168-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Busy Days, Busy Nights</title><content type='html'>It's getting closer to the move and I have finally started to see a dent in the surface instead of a scratch.  With the books now gone, floor space available, Tim's help, all of the closets and shelves have been emptied, belongs sorted, packed, or disposed.  Now the overwhelming pile of storage crates is mounding.  More crating tomorrow, then the real work begins, moving furiture out, into storage.  Once that is done, I will feel better, even though the most dreaded part of moving begins. . . cleaning the place up.  Fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1444026247379872787?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1444026247379872787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1444026247379872787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1444026247379872787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1444026247379872787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-days-busy-nights.html' title='Busy Days, Busy Nights'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5620057398029844039</id><published>2009-09-10T20:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:46:21.454-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>Change Of Address</title><content type='html'>I've been to Florida countless times, talked on and on about living there, made numerous trips, thought long and hard, focused my efforts, made the decision, spent months preparing.  Then one day something changed everything and I am heading in a whole different direction.  Still moving Southeast, just not as far as originally planned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5620057398029844039?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5620057398029844039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5620057398029844039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5620057398029844039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5620057398029844039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/09/change-of-address.html' title='Change Of Address'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-9184862047395580226</id><published>2009-09-09T17:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:04:02.155-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Once Upon A Time</title><content type='html'>I have spent more time going through my belongings and the memories attached to them.  It has been quite an amazing journey.  So many little things have such fond memories.  It is hard to let go of many incidentals.  I am disposing of much clutter and stream-lining, and didn't anticipate the stroll down memory lane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-9184862047395580226?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/9184862047395580226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=9184862047395580226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/9184862047395580226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/9184862047395580226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/09/once-upon-time.html' title='Once Upon A Time'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-7456291648437698657</id><published>2009-09-05T10:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T10:25:17.063-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Boxes Of Books</title><content type='html'>I have 100s of books.  What to do with them all?  I am boxing the majority of them up and going to donate them.  I plan on keeping a number of them, one box full.  Narrowing them down is going to take some time, some thought, some effort.  Certain ones I will definitely hold on to, especially The Book Thief, others most assuredly will be put in the box to be sent off.  I didn't realize how many I really had until I started cleaning out closets and shelves and cupboards.  There are books everywhere!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-7456291648437698657?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/7456291648437698657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=7456291648437698657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/7456291648437698657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/7456291648437698657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/09/boxes-of-books.html' title='Boxes Of Books'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-2678329332203050114</id><published>2009-09-03T20:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:41:10.961-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>Completely Disorganized</title><content type='html'>Not even close to being packed and ready to move.  I just seem to be moving piles of chaos from one side of the room to the next at this point.  Pulling things from the walls, shelves, closets, and creating piles.  At some point I'm sure it'll come together and look like an organized mess, yet I just seem to create more and more piles.  I am going to call out for help soon, moving is not something one person should be doing on his own.  Help?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-2678329332203050114?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/2678329332203050114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=2678329332203050114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2678329332203050114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2678329332203050114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/09/completely-disorganized.html' title='Completely Disorganized'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-2260047046042136382</id><published>2009-09-02T17:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:01:43.563-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Deciphering</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Khhzdln_Yg8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Khhzdln_Yg8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drifted off to sleep on the couch this morning. (For those of you who are wondering, I actually have been sleeping in my bed as of late.) I had a very strange dream which I will try to convey.  I was attending a work(?) function at an old brown-brick school.  The halls were decorated with balloons, streamers; pop music playing from the sound system.  I was wandering the halls looking for someone.  Everyone there was wearing party hats; people from past jobs, old friends, extended family; people I have known throughout the years.  In each classroom there were clowns wearing popcorn bucket hats playing carnival games for prizes.  As I looked for who I wanted to meet, I wandered outside, into a light rain, lit a cigarette, and watched moving trucks trying to parallel park on the street in front of the school.  The leaves were off the trees, which were covered with lights and streamers.  I asked people entering and leaving the building if they saw who I was meeting and the answer was whatever song was playing, as if they were singing it.  I woke up at that point.  It took me a moment to recollect where I was.  Strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-2260047046042136382?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/2260047046042136382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=2260047046042136382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2260047046042136382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2260047046042136382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/09/deciphering.html' title='Deciphering'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-3847681416424042066</id><published>2009-09-01T17:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:46:09.278-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Feeling The Pressure</title><content type='html'>I realize that I am not prepared for the move as I pretend to be.  It is looming in the not so distant future and there is much to be accomplished in the next several weeks and I am confident it will all get done, just need to actually up the motivation level a bit instead of lounging about.  Tomorrow.  I am the living example of procrastination.  Had quite a nice respite from everything, traveling, roaming, wandering, wondering.  Several boxes of bubble wrap and a case of Java Monster should help get me going.  Tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-3847681416424042066?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/3847681416424042066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=3847681416424042066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3847681416424042066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3847681416424042066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/09/feeling-pressure.html' title='Feeling The Pressure'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-6797772873179902638</id><published>2009-08-21T14:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T14:16:48.387-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>Extended Play</title><content type='html'>I am going on a vacation, some days here, some days there, some days inbetween here and there.  Taking a break from the chaos and the serenity and going to enjoy the dog days.  I shall return September 1st.  Until then, be good, be safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-6797772873179902638?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/6797772873179902638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=6797772873179902638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/6797772873179902638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/6797772873179902638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/08/extended-play.html' title='Extended Play'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-8639402055796958427</id><published>2009-08-20T19:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T19:52:46.175-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>Black Or Brown Cow</title><content type='html'>While I have always enjoyed having one, this Summer I have been indulging myself with a nightly brown cow.  What is a brown cow?  root beer and vanilla ice cream.  I prefer mine blended, but a float is just as delicious.  I have been tempted to use chocolate ice cream, but haven't gotten to just yet.  Then again, I am also want to use ginger ale in place of root beer, or even orange soda.  There's still plenty of days of Summer left for me to create a yummy treat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-8639402055796958427?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/8639402055796958427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=8639402055796958427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8639402055796958427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8639402055796958427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/08/black-or-brown-cow.html' title='Black Or Brown Cow'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5929843148299210574</id><published>2009-08-18T20:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:04:09.308-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Rescheduled</title><content type='html'>I am waist deep in boxes, bubblewrap, clothes, chaos, and books.  I am making progress, but it still seems like I have way too much to sort through, pack or disregard.  So what do I do?  Plan a trip for 10 days!  Oh well, it'll all be here when I get back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5929843148299210574?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5929843148299210574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5929843148299210574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5929843148299210574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5929843148299210574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/08/rescheduled.html' title='Rescheduled'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-8375651049556387778</id><published>2009-08-16T21:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:18:49.487-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>The State Of A Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Soi9d2EwoTI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Hi322oVAXZE/s1600-h/puffed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Soi9d2EwoTI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Hi322oVAXZE/s320/puffed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370750876068651314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the day wandering the fair grounds with Tim and Julia.  Stopped and ate our way through the fair, corn dogs, chocolate covered bacon on a stick, deep fried oreos, sausage on a stick with sauerkraut, buffalo burrito, mac and cheese on a stick, root beer milk, chocolate milk, blended mocha freeze, cream puffs.  Interesting day of food, music, people-watching.  Char was singing at the Budweiser Pavilion, got to see her sing, spending Saturday night hanging out with her at Shank Hall and the eastside last night wasn't enough I guess!  Booked a trip on Amtrak for next weekend this morning before heading to the fair.  Busy weekend, leading to another busy week of organizing and packing and cleaning and traveling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-8375651049556387778?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/8375651049556387778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=8375651049556387778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8375651049556387778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8375651049556387778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/08/state-of-fair.html' title='The State Of A Fair'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Soi9d2EwoTI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Hi322oVAXZE/s72-c/puffed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-3746561784011720664</id><published>2009-08-15T17:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:49:10.770-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Wall Space</title><content type='html'>Spent much of the day taking down all the pictures and things hanging on the wall, wrapping them up and packing them.  I'll continue with the process tomorrow.  It is slowly starting to look barren even though there are boxes stacked everywhere, books stacked here and there, belongings pulled off shelves, etc.  Eventually I will begin the process of hauling things to various outposts, Goodwill, Used Book Stores, and storage, narrowing down what is going with me to Florida.  Of course I am torn by wanting it all, but knowing it doesn't all have to go with me.  Picking and choosing is the fun part!  At least I know the majority of winter clothes will not be heading out of state!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-3746561784011720664?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/3746561784011720664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=3746561784011720664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3746561784011720664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3746561784011720664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/08/wall-space.html' title='Wall Space'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-254436202033110944</id><published>2009-08-13T18:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:59:11.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>Special Delivery</title><content type='html'>I was out and about, went to the book store (again), stopped by Mom and Dad's for a quick visit and returned home.  Sitting by the door was a package.  I hadn't ordered anything, so I was wondering what it could be.  It was a box of dark chocolates and a coffee mug.  Something unexpected, touching, and special.  Thank you for a wonderful gift.  Check Box 28.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-254436202033110944?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/254436202033110944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=254436202033110944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/254436202033110944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/254436202033110944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/08/special-delivery.html' title='Special Delivery'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5594440031270860084</id><published>2009-08-12T09:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T10:10:01.563-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>(Un)Social Security Updated</title><content type='html'>It has been two years in the making and still records have not been updated.  The lastest report is somewhat encouraging though.  One office located in Chicago has the correct information, but not the money collected from retaining my tax returns and rebate check.  This information must be generated at the local office, which will be doing so within the next several months.  Until this is resolved, there will be no more attempts to collect money I do not owe.  All I can do is wait for the slow wheels of government to grind its way through the process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5594440031270860084?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5594440031270860084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5594440031270860084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5594440031270860084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5594440031270860084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/08/unsocial-security-updated.html' title='(Un)Social Security Updated'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-4616699921036544484</id><published>2009-08-10T19:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T09:47:13.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'>One Day Just Like The Others</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SoGEXge4TLI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Jv7u0x3HELQ/s1600-h/footmatt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SoGEXge4TLI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Jv7u0x3HELQ/s320/footmatt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368717770193652914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from an extended weekend trip to South Bend Indiana,  took Amtrak through Illinois, Indiana, and Michigan.  Toured the Notre Dame campus, the riverwalks along the St Joseph River, Hung out at the Chocolate Cafe, crab walked on the astroturf at the college footbal hall of fame, had lots of black cows,and good conversation.  Shane is an awesome friend.  After several delays in Niles, Michigan and Chicago, I made it back home.  It is my birthday and it is just another day, but thanks everyone for the great birthday wishes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-4616699921036544484?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/4616699921036544484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=4616699921036544484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4616699921036544484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4616699921036544484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-day-just-like-others.html' title='One Day Just Like The Others'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SoGEXge4TLI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Jv7u0x3HELQ/s72-c/footmatt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-3918371673757086033</id><published>2009-08-07T09:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T09:23:08.821-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>Out Of It</title><content type='html'>I'm actually getting away for an extended weekend!  Hitting the rails and going through four states in four days.  Let the journey begin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-3918371673757086033?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/3918371673757086033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=3918371673757086033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3918371673757086033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3918371673757086033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/08/out-of-it.html' title='Out Of It'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1766285912106329919</id><published>2009-08-06T18:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:57:40.434-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>Plane, Trains, and Automobiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/po2ahzuziEw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/po2ahzuziEw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite filmmakers passed away today.  John Hughes, who created such classic movies as Sixteen Candles,The Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink and Ferris Bueller's Day Off, along with Planes, Trains, and Automobiles, among others defined the 80s, provided moments of sheer entertainment, not to mention the music soundtracks that keep me reminiscing and grooving to this day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1766285912106329919?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1766285912106329919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1766285912106329919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1766285912106329919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1766285912106329919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/08/plane-trains-and-automobiles.html' title='Plane, Trains, and Automobiles'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5356262612203995023</id><published>2009-08-04T17:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:24:22.199-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday'/><title type='text'>A Book By The Cover</title><content type='html'>So I'm at the store and I notice that on every shelf all the books are turned facedown so the back cover is displayed.  I found it rather odd, interesting.  At first I thought I was seeing things, but as I wandered aisle by aisle, it was the same.  Other people were browsing through the store and I wondered what was going on.  The thought crossed my mind that it had to be some sort of prank.  Someone must have methodically gone through the book section and turned every book around. I decided to tell a clerk.  It was done intentionally, for inventory purposes.  Made sense, but just not during shopping hours.  I still think it's kind of funny though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5356262612203995023?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5356262612203995023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5356262612203995023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5356262612203995023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5356262612203995023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/08/book-by-cover.html' title='A Book By The Cover'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-4734948813313496554</id><published>2009-08-03T18:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:29:08.867-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'>Pop Goes The TV</title><content type='html'>Today I hauled out things to the dumpster to make room for crates as I fill them.  Unfortunately the TV will be going out with everything.  As I was busy emptying the front hall of things, I heard a snap.  I stopped what I was doing and checked the living room to see where the noise came from.  I couldn't see anything amiss, so I turned to go back to what I was doing.  As I turned, there was a crackling noise, followed by a loud pop and smoke started rising out from the back of the TV set as the screen went blank.  I hurried over and unplugged it from the surge protector.  Good thing there isn't anything on TV tonight I must see.  Oh well, one less thing that I have to haul with me down to Florida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-4734948813313496554?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/4734948813313496554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=4734948813313496554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4734948813313496554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4734948813313496554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/08/there-was-snap-crackle-and-loud-pop.html' title='Pop Goes The TV'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-3088999545423110292</id><published>2009-08-02T20:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:13:57.616-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>Biking, Brats, Words, Moving</title><content type='html'>Today was an absolutely beautiful one.  I had to get out on the bike trail.  Took a nice leisurely ride along the lake.  There were a lot of people enjoying the outdoors.  Biked over to Mom and Dads, first time for that!  Spent the afternoon laying tiles, scrabble tiles with Mom, listening to the baseball game, talking, and having dinner, brat patties with kraut, onion, and swiss cheese, potato salad, beans, and pistachio pudding.  I wasn't too sure about the sandwich to start, but have changed my mind and think it was rather tasty.  I sat around for a while afterward and headed home.  I took a different route on the way back, using the streets instead of heading to the bike trail.  The streets are bumpy in Cudahy.  Settled in, watching TV and plotting the next step in getting ready for the big move.  Tomorrow starts the major push.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-3088999545423110292?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/3088999545423110292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=3088999545423110292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3088999545423110292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3088999545423110292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/08/biking-brats-words-moving.html' title='Biking, Brats, Words, Moving'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-957126049127667271</id><published>2009-08-01T16:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:28:37.305-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Already?</title><content type='html'>They weren't kidding when they said time flies.  I was making out some payments and wrote July on the checks.  It wasn't until I jumped on the computer did I realize that it is the 1st of August.  I was momentarily confused.  I shouldn't be, having been to so many Summer festivals and such, but where did the time go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-957126049127667271?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/957126049127667271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=957126049127667271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/957126049127667271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/957126049127667271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/08/already.html' title='Already?'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-7959363025125309507</id><published>2009-07-31T15:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:09:22.975-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>Vacationing</title><content type='html'>It really isn't that big of a thing, yet it seems to be.  Today, I gave my notice to vacate the apartment.  So begins the daunting task of sorting, tossing, packing, panicking, dragging, hauling, cleaning.  I am dealing with moving ten years of accumulated junk and belongings.  Today it seems insurmountable, but every day should make things easier.  I just need to stay on top of things and not procrastinate, which I find easy to do.  Work day to day, get things accomplished, until I close the door on Apartment 6 the last time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-7959363025125309507?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/7959363025125309507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=7959363025125309507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/7959363025125309507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/7959363025125309507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/vacationing.html' title='Vacationing'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-8325005754753987104</id><published>2009-07-29T17:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:21:26.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Diagnostics</title><content type='html'>The check engine light has been going on, off ocassionaly while driving the Jeep.  I figured that I should have it checked out since I am going to be driving the vehicle for a while, and for miles and miles on my journey south.  I took it in to have a diagnostic check done and the print out was several feet long, but the actual troubleshooting list was short.  The diagnostics detected a cyclinder misfire number 1 withprobable cause ignition system fault-spark plugs, ignition wires, coil (just replaced recently); vacuum leak; injector fault; high or low fuel pressure. Now to disseminate this information and figure out just what the actual issue is and get it fixed.  I was relieved it wasn't pages upon pages of defects, I do keep up with the maintenance to keep the Jeep running and I want to keep the Jeep running for some time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-8325005754753987104?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/8325005754753987104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=8325005754753987104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8325005754753987104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8325005754753987104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/diagnostics.html' title='Diagnostics'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1502377362332869968</id><published>2009-07-27T15:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T16:09:32.479-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'>Thinking About Disney</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KwIe_sjKeAY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KwIe_sjKeAY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have Disney on my mind at some point of the day, whether it's reading the latest news at MousePlanet, AllEars, Etckt, or DisneyBlog, listening to music on my Zune or CDs, or watching DVDs and youtube videos.  I was toying with the idea of going to WDW to celebrate my birthday, but with the impending move, it makes more sense to wait until then, when I can get a residents pass, (already budgeted for!). So for now it's memories of past experiences.  One that stands out is the time standing in line outside 8-Trax on Pleasure Island, waiting to get in and on comes Our House over the sound system and we all started singing along.  Disney always provides such good memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1502377362332869968?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1502377362332869968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1502377362332869968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1502377362332869968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1502377362332869968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/thinking-about-disney.html' title='Thinking About Disney'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-4971163311105159681</id><published>2009-07-26T16:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:12:58.291-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>Land, Sky, Water</title><content type='html'>Today turned out to be a nice day to get out on the bike trail.  Hopped on the bike and headed along the lake.  There were lots of people about, watching the air show.  I took several breaks along the route to enjoy the view.  I watched the Thunderbirds from the cliffs along the lake in Sheridan Park.  I was out on the trail for about three hours total, not sure how far I went, but the legs held up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-4971163311105159681?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/4971163311105159681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=4971163311105159681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4971163311105159681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4971163311105159681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/land-sky-water.html' title='Land, Sky, Water'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5125531979841460443</id><published>2009-07-25T17:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T17:37:52.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Looking And Listening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmuJJ7af0dI/AAAAAAAAAUw/keUAdBpoyAQ/s1600-h/germanfest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmuJJ7af0dI/AAAAAAAAAUw/keUAdBpoyAQ/s320/germanfest.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362530584975364562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane and his friend Doug came up from South Bend for the Cold Play concert today, started out by going down to German Fest and the Air Show.  Wandered around the festival grounds, catching the sights, sounds, smells of German culture, enjoyed a bratwurst, iced tea, bienenstich, stunt planes, and Thunderbirds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5125531979841460443?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5125531979841460443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5125531979841460443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5125531979841460443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5125531979841460443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/looking-and-listening.html' title='Looking And Listening'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmuJJ7af0dI/AAAAAAAAAUw/keUAdBpoyAQ/s72-c/germanfest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-6402912675702710859</id><published>2009-07-24T21:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T08:21:51.642-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>Hopping With Anticipation (pun intended)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/vf7iw5rOp9bmOmtJhAcyeQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/vf7iw5rOp9bmOmtJhAcyeQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true"  width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just caught this on Hulu and got excited about Disney returning to traditional hand drawn animation.  I will be going to see this in the theater once it is released.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-6402912675702710859?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/6402912675702710859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=6402912675702710859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/6402912675702710859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/6402912675702710859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/hopping-with-anticipation-pun-intended.html' title='Hopping With Anticipation (pun intended)'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1692656722676175118</id><published>2009-07-24T18:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:03:39.292-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>Look Up</title><content type='html'>Driving along Lincoln Memorial drive on my way to UWM today, they were busy setting up tents for the Air and Water Show.  Over the lake planes were practicing manuevers, including the Thunderbirds.  Traffic was moving slowly so I got to watch some of the formations and stunts.  I was impressed.  Not only by the sight of the planes flying, but the the number of vendors and displays being set up. There was a Blue Angel on display that you could even sit in.  I'm looking forward to the show this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1692656722676175118?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1692656722676175118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1692656722676175118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1692656722676175118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1692656722676175118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/look-up.html' title='Look Up'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1883809242600902175</id><published>2009-07-23T20:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:38:23.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>Stop</title><content type='html'>One day I would love to just stop. Whatever. Drinking coffee, facebook, being nice, walking, memorizing faces, reading the paper in the same order every morning, driving a car, liking fish, carrying a wallet, liking people so much, smoking, fantasizing, feeding corporate greed, second guessing myself, craving chocolate, iced coffee drinks, procrastinating, forgetting birthdays, writing checks, being skeptical, daydreaming, underwear, biting my nails, judging people, reality shows, late night sundaes, checking emails, explaining myself, shaving, ironing, drive-thru windows, cell phones . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1883809242600902175?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1883809242600902175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1883809242600902175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1883809242600902175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1883809242600902175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/stop.html' title='Stop'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-4908441879573370539</id><published>2009-07-22T14:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T14:51:32.399-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>A Place To Call Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Smdtjx-ssyI/AAAAAAAAAUo/BtGRuP_BLNA/s1600-h/livingroom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Smdtjx-ssyI/AAAAAAAAAUo/BtGRuP_BLNA/s320/livingroom2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361374342887027490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Smdtj-JEiYI/AAAAAAAAAUg/GJTCbktT6hU/s1600-h/livingroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Smdtj-JEiYI/AAAAAAAAAUg/GJTCbktT6hU/s320/livingroom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361374346151758210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtjvHdJvI/AAAAAAAAAUY/u6sxTFO5-z0/s1600-h/kitchen3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtjvHdJvI/AAAAAAAAAUY/u6sxTFO5-z0/s320/kitchen3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361374342118450930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtjA1B7yI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/KuAv9sRL1dA/s1600-h/kitchen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 72px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtjA1B7yI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/KuAv9sRL1dA/s320/kitchen2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361374329693138722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtjJ1uncI/AAAAAAAAAUI/qMenhLgIgus/s1600-h/kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 72px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtjJ1uncI/AAAAAAAAAUI/qMenhLgIgus/s320/kitchen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361374332111986114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtOn82ulI/AAAAAAAAAUA/p6d9ZqVEiLQ/s1600-h/frontyard2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtOn82ulI/AAAAAAAAAUA/p6d9ZqVEiLQ/s320/frontyard2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361373979417688658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtOQjWluI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ac8OgZFqOtA/s1600-h/frontyard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtOQjWluI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ac8OgZFqOtA/s320/frontyard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361373973136709346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtOHJ2XwI/AAAAAAAAATw/bZJu98PQdoA/s1600-h/bedroom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtOHJ2XwI/AAAAAAAAATw/bZJu98PQdoA/s320/bedroom2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361373970613821186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtONGNtiI/AAAAAAAAATo/Pd32BDn6u2o/s1600-h/bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtONGNtiI/AAAAAAAAATo/Pd32BDn6u2o/s320/bedroom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361373972209186338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtNuAHQkI/AAAAAAAAATg/T7NYXMOEn90/s1600-h/bathroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SmdtNuAHQkI/AAAAAAAAATg/T7NYXMOEn90/s320/bathroom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361373963862098498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a look at my new digs in Fort Lauderdale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-4908441879573370539?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/4908441879573370539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=4908441879573370539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4908441879573370539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4908441879573370539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/place-to-call-home.html' title='A Place To Call Home'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Smdtjx-ssyI/AAAAAAAAAUo/BtGRuP_BLNA/s72-c/livingroom2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-6406144287085461294</id><published>2009-07-20T18:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:55:15.561-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'>Couch Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p3j2NYZ8FKs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p3j2NYZ8FKs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the chance to reminisce with Jan about the days living on the east side and all the fun, interesting things we did.  Videotaping some of the more bizarre moments in the apartment with floors that gleam like glass, nights of reckless abandon, turning up the music and dancing.  Dancing until you fell down.  Dancing for dancing sake and enjoying the movement, the music, the moment.  One of the best memories I carry.  We chuckled about attempting to dance like that now, and the day after our conversation, we both acknowledged that we threw on some music and just danced.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-6406144287085461294?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/6406144287085461294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=6406144287085461294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/6406144287085461294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/6406144287085461294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/couch-dancing.html' title='Couch Dancing'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-4738783226466656412</id><published>2009-07-19T17:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T17:50:23.996-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>A Day At The Festa</title><content type='html'>Tim and I went to Festa Italiana, where Julia was singing in the choir, We got to park and enter for free. Had plenty to eat and drink, cappuccino, fried eggplant, chicken parmisan, italian sausage, root beer, gelato, lemonade, cheesecake on a stick.  Saw a variety of entertainment, and I got to people watch as well.  Next weekend I'll be back down to the festival grounds for German Fest and the air show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-4738783226466656412?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/4738783226466656412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=4738783226466656412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4738783226466656412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4738783226466656412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-at-festa.html' title='A Day At The Festa'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-7177509194543722311</id><published>2009-07-17T19:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:17:17.846-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>Summer Weather</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was warm, sunny.  Not so much today.  Cool, cloudy, rainy.  For the most part Summer hasn't been much like Summer.  I like warmth, sun.  I'll deal with it, not to long before I head out to perpetual Summer (or so I think!).  Been running around, meeting up for lunch, dining out, shopping, hanging at the coffee shop, obviously browsing book stores, making the most of the days of Summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-7177509194543722311?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/7177509194543722311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=7177509194543722311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/7177509194543722311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/7177509194543722311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-weather.html' title='Summer Weather'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5522786337945883370</id><published>2009-07-15T19:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:04:18.820-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Overwhelmed, But I Got Books To Read</title><content type='html'>I wanted to read, but didn't find any book to capture my attention so I ran out to Barnes and Noble to browse through the shelves.  Spent a couple of hours, skimmed quite a number of books.  At one point, I wanted to grab about 10 different titles.  Settled on three paperbacks, all authors I haven't read before. Should keep me busy through the weekend, like having books to pick up and browse when the need to read strikes. The Toffee Mocha from Starbucks is pretty good too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5522786337945883370?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5522786337945883370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5522786337945883370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5522786337945883370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5522786337945883370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/overwhelmed-but-i-got-books-to-read.html' title='Overwhelmed, But I Got Books To Read'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-4069776014574298878</id><published>2009-07-15T15:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:46:33.755-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Overwhelmed, But I Did Get Cheese Slices</title><content type='html'>I finally ventured into Woodman's Market today after meeting Christine for lunch at Tazino's.  The store is huge.  I managed to get a parking spot close to the side doors, walked in, grabbed a cart, and wandered.  I have been meaning to go there since it opened, but haven't because of it's cavernous size.  I drifted aisle to aisle, throwing things I needed as I ran across them.  I am not sure I liked shopping there, in part, the frenzied atmosphere of too many people, the long wait at the registers, the unfamiliarity of the layout of the store, and the size of the place left me overwhelmed.  The prices were decent, got everything I had on my list, just think I like the small confines of my local grocery store better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-4069776014574298878?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/4069776014574298878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=4069776014574298878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4069776014574298878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4069776014574298878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/overwhelmed-but-i-did-get-cheese-slices.html' title='Overwhelmed, But I Did Get Cheese Slices'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-31413132780483774</id><published>2009-07-13T17:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:06:06.086-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'>It Begins</title><content type='html'>I got rolls of bubble wrap today.  I am beginning in the kitchen.  Going through 100s&lt;br /&gt;of dishes, pans, appliances, utensils, weeding out things I do not want to take with me when I relocate.  It's amazing how much stuff you can accumulate in ten years living in the same place.  I actually found some things in the cupboard I haven't touched since I moved in, those things are definitely being disposed of.  I plan on going room by room, until everything is crated or disgarded.  But for now, I'll focus on the kitchen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-31413132780483774?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/31413132780483774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=31413132780483774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/31413132780483774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/31413132780483774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-begins.html' title='It Begins'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-705301348515491761</id><published>2009-07-12T18:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T18:59:26.358-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>Circus Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Slp1QV9GfvI/AAAAAAAAATY/cnEISW1CU_Y/s1600-h/toomany+clowns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Slp1QV9GfvI/AAAAAAAAATY/cnEISW1CU_Y/s320/toomany+clowns.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357723630342405874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Slp1QLuOAcI/AAAAAAAAATQ/V_NC92Rx1HQ/s1600-h/paradeelephants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Slp1QLuOAcI/AAAAAAAAATQ/V_NC92Rx1HQ/s320/paradeelephants.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357723627595628994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cirus was in town and I had to go and see the parade.  I got yelled at from the Red Cross volunteers for not standing on the other side of the barricade of the watering station and then told by a woman she was saving space for her friends, who never showed.  (Clowns I tell ya.) Afterwards, wandered Bastille Days, had some garlic beef skewers, browsed through the vendors, and people watched.  It was a perfect day to be outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-705301348515491761?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/705301348515491761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=705301348515491761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/705301348515491761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/705301348515491761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/circus-parade.html' title='Circus Parade'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Slp1QV9GfvI/AAAAAAAAATY/cnEISW1CU_Y/s72-c/toomany+clowns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-7053934510682875401</id><published>2009-07-11T19:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T19:16:35.323-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>More Like It</title><content type='html'>Hot and sunny, just the kind of day I enjoy.  Now this is how Summer should be.  I woke up very early to the rumble of thunder, wondered if it would be another overcast day.  It wasn't.  Went for groceries, to the book store, bummed around Bastille Days for a while, and am considering my options for the evening.  Tomorrow is going to be another great day, with plenty to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-7053934510682875401?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/7053934510682875401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=7053934510682875401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/7053934510682875401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/7053934510682875401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-like-it.html' title='More Like It'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-8811715578628825745</id><published>2009-07-09T14:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T14:21:43.240-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>Midway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SlZDLpEDNsI/AAAAAAAAATI/xXtntflc7Uo/s1600-h/014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SlZDLpEDNsI/AAAAAAAAATI/xXtntflc7Uo/s320/014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356542674084247234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SlZDLf1vuyI/AAAAAAAAATA/M84fpuio_i0/s1600-h/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SlZDLf1vuyI/AAAAAAAAATA/M84fpuio_i0/s320/013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356542671608331042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SlZDLF3-qlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/fSvQpO5d6oQ/s1600-h/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SlZDLF3-qlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/fSvQpO5d6oQ/s320/010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356542664638376530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SlZDKq9Xa5I/AAAAAAAAASw/HneslTZun5g/s1600-h/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SlZDKq9Xa5I/AAAAAAAAASw/HneslTZun5g/s320/008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356542657413213074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SlZDKUIcLOI/AAAAAAAAASo/56pbVnGPcpw/s1600-h/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SlZDKUIcLOI/AAAAAAAAASo/56pbVnGPcpw/s320/005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356542651285646562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim, Julia, and I went down to Northpoint for dinner, over to O'Donnell Park to the circus grounds to look at the wagons, animals, and exhibits for the Great Circus Parade this weekend, and then to Leon's for ice cream last night.  I had a good time clowning around the Midway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad, Happy Anniversary!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-8811715578628825745?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/8811715578628825745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=8811715578628825745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8811715578628825745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8811715578628825745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/midway.html' title='Midway'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SlZDLpEDNsI/AAAAAAAAATI/xXtntflc7Uo/s72-c/014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1607570147704855376</id><published>2009-07-08T17:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T17:15:52.284-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>A Day At A Time</title><content type='html'>Being gone on Monday has completely thrown the week.  I wanted to get started on so many things and haven't done much of anything yet.  I have time, so that's not an issue, just need a game plan and settle into a routine.  Tomorrow. (Procrastination at it's best.) So instead I'm going to have some fun, meeting up for lunches, going out for dinners, street festivals, even the circus.  It'll all come together eventually.  I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1607570147704855376?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1607570147704855376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1607570147704855376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1607570147704855376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1607570147704855376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-at-time.html' title='A Day At A Time'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-2635327674007474011</id><published>2009-07-06T19:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T15:03:57.956-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'>Evacuated</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G-1J6QM4vqw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G-1J6QM4vqw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up later than usual, to an acrid stench in the air.  Out the window I could see an odd cloud formation of black against the bright blue sky.  Shortly afterward my cell phone rang and it was Kent telling me to get out, that the city of Cudahy had a mandatory evacuation within one mile of a major fire at the Patrick Cudahy meat packing plant.  I told him I wasn't in the area of the fire.  I turned on the TV and sure enough, the police were going door to door, telling people to leave and I was in the area being evacuated.  Within minutes, there was a knock on my door and it was the police.  I threw on a shirt, flips, grabbed my wallet, keys, cell and headed over to my Mom and Dad's.  We watched the news for a while and decided to head over to the casino.  I managed to turn $20 into $117.35 on one machine.  That was the end of my gambling.  We stayed and had an early lunch, then back to their home, watched the news, the continuous fire, and no sign of being able to return to my apartment.  I went shopping for crates to use for packing, and ate dinner with Mom and Dad.  I wanted to return home, moreso because officials said I couldn't.  At 7:00pm the order was lifted and I was able to come back.  Glad to be on my couch at this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-2635327674007474011?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/2635327674007474011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=2635327674007474011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2635327674007474011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2635327674007474011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/evacuated.html' title='Evacuated'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-8118904376992192125</id><published>2009-07-05T12:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:22:31.253-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>Bound And Determined</title><content type='html'>After much thought and consideration, the decision to move to Florida has been made.  I am going to go ahead and follow my instincts, follow a dream, and spend some time in the sun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-8118904376992192125?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/8118904376992192125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=8118904376992192125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8118904376992192125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8118904376992192125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/bound-and-determined.html' title='Bound And Determined'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-643482906389026905</id><published>2009-07-04T07:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T07:40:17.408-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Happy Fourth of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lSKkEfNWfoA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lSKkEfNWfoA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone who reads by choice, stumbles across, stalks through, random passers, enjoy the Holiday and celebrate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-643482906389026905?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/643482906389026905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=643482906389026905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/643482906389026905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/643482906389026905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html' title='Happy Fourth of July'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1613483114123984368</id><published>2009-07-03T15:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T15:18:50.251-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>On The Verge</title><content type='html'>After several (too many) days of overcast cool weather, the temperature is moving up, skies clearing out, and getting back to Summer.  I like.  Got my backpack filled with snacks and drinks for the fireworks down on the lakefront tonight, picking up Dad in a couple of hours to head on over and find a good spot to see and feel the fireworks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1613483114123984368?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1613483114123984368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1613483114123984368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1613483114123984368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1613483114123984368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-verge.html' title='On The Verge'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5444768298591856315</id><published>2009-07-01T18:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:59:47.205-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>In Tune</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LFL7BQkYjKU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LFL7BQkYjKU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this while browsing through videos today on you tube.  I think it's kind of interesting.  I was able to identify all but one song.  See how much you know about Disney music, it does have a mix of old and new. I had fun, will post more quizzes as the days progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I still can not believe it's July already)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5444768298591856315?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5444768298591856315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5444768298591856315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5444768298591856315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5444768298591856315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-tune.html' title='In Tune'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5385237639676558016</id><published>2009-06-29T20:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:14:00.994-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'>Cooler By The Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sklm0Hbay8I/AAAAAAAAASg/Nvn0_ukV2io/s1600-h/beers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sklm0Hbay8I/AAAAAAAAASg/Nvn0_ukV2io/s320/beers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352922677639826370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jody and I went to Summerfest today.  Free street parking and free entry to the Summerfest grounds.  We made our way through the park, enjoying different music, food, and beverages.  The weather behaved while we were there, alternating sun and warmth, and clouds and cool breezes.  I had a really good time hanging out with Jody down by the lake for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5385237639676558016?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5385237639676558016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5385237639676558016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5385237639676558016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5385237639676558016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/cooler-by-lake.html' title='Cooler By The Lake'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sklm0Hbay8I/AAAAAAAAASg/Nvn0_ukV2io/s72-c/beers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-8381402797306531419</id><published>2009-06-28T18:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T18:27:06.959-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>Dad's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Dad.  Went over to visit, Scott, Bar, Erin stopped by, had brownies and vanilla ice cream to celebrate.  Tim and Julia arrived a bit after that and we headed out to Applebee's for a late lunch.  Back to Mom and Dad's for brownies and cinnamon ice cream for desert.  Michael came over and a rousing game of scrabble ensued.  I enjoyed the noise and the company and the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-8381402797306531419?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/8381402797306531419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=8381402797306531419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8381402797306531419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8381402797306531419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/dads-birthday.html' title='Dad&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-357299804312632874</id><published>2009-06-27T17:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:02:05.435-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Sun, Coffee, And Words</title><content type='html'>The sun was just rising when I got up this morning.  I showered, got dressed, went out for an early morning walk along the lake.  Returned home, had a light breakfast, then read for a couple of hours.  Headed over to the Fixx for a mocha latte and conversation with Jan.  We sat and talked for over three hours.  Did a little running around after that, then back home, been reading and watching TV.  I started a book yesterday, and am close to finishing it, should be done sometime this evening.  It's so easy to get lost in a good book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-357299804312632874?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/357299804312632874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=357299804312632874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/357299804312632874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/357299804312632874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/sun-coffee-and-words.html' title='Sun, Coffee, And Words'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-3024554858854152677</id><published>2009-06-26T20:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:25:23.880-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>Burgers And Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>Summer days, hot, humid.  I love it.  Perfect for going to Night Owl for a cheeseburger with fried onions and a chocolate malt and heading to the lakefront.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-3024554858854152677?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/3024554858854152677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=3024554858854152677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3024554858854152677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3024554858854152677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/burgers-and-ice-cream.html' title='Burgers And Ice Cream'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5450591078974811596</id><published>2009-06-25T18:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T18:17:14.716-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>Innocent</title><content type='html'>Life is so dull&lt;br /&gt;filled with white and black&lt;br /&gt;finding a thrill&lt;br /&gt;staring at the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in your new chair&lt;br /&gt;you're going to be there awhile&lt;br /&gt;you deserve a better life&lt;br /&gt;I deserve a better life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's going on in here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent, I'm innocent, Innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Copywritten 1986, To Fall Music MG/SR)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5450591078974811596?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5450591078974811596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5450591078974811596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5450591078974811596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5450591078974811596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/innocent.html' title='Innocent'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-3703603336459423398</id><published>2009-06-24T06:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T06:26:22.694-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Back In Wisconsin</title><content type='html'>Woke up this morning and for a moment I didn't recognize where I was!  Then it came to me.  No Palm trees out the window.  Sigh.  Heat and humidity though, which is nice.  I had an experience while in Florida.  So much to think about now.  I could live there, no doubt.  The question is do I go live there?  This is where it gets difficult for me.  As much as I want to (and I do want to), there are things here that I find just as appealling (though not the cold and snow).  Some divine guidance would be nice.  For now, I will take all things into consideration and see what goes. Thank you Mom and Dad for all your support and understanding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-3703603336459423398?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/3703603336459423398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=3703603336459423398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3703603336459423398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3703603336459423398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-in-wisconsin.html' title='Back In Wisconsin'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-652601281005855980</id><published>2009-06-23T09:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T06:13:17.422-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Florida Edition</title><content type='html'>It has been an incredible journey. The weather phenomenal, yesterday&amp;#39;s high of 100 degrees broke a record set back in the 1940s. The beaches and ocean are beautiful, the city itself is nice, easy to manuever. I am prepared for the trip north.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-652601281005855980?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/652601281005855980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=652601281005855980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/652601281005855980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/652601281005855980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-has-been-incredible-journey.html' title='Florida Edition'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5813600089141001082</id><published>2009-06-21T08:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T06:10:09.539-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>Florida Edition</title><content type='html'>Miami was busy, noisy, crowded, and a lot of fun. The Art Deco district and South Beach were crammed with people. Walked Lincoln Road, filled with shops, restaurants. Today, going to a street fair, tomorrow, the River Walk downtown. The weather is hot and humid, with mid-afternoon storms, typical Florida weather. Did I say I like it here?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5813600089141001082?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5813600089141001082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5813600089141001082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5813600089141001082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5813600089141001082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/miami-was-busy-noisy-crowded-and-lot-of.html' title='Florida Edition'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-717654150632096910</id><published>2009-06-19T16:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T06:09:43.436-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>Florida Edition</title><content type='html'>Ventured around the vicinity, noting companies today. Stopped and browsed shops, had lunch, even got my haircut. Tonight, I am going out for dinner with Jeff, then to a movie in the park. Tomorrow it&amp;#39;s Miami and South Beach!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-717654150632096910?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/717654150632096910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=717654150632096910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/717654150632096910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/717654150632096910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/ventured-around-vicinity-noting.html' title='Florida Edition'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5162909183118197228</id><published>2009-06-18T15:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T06:10:38.707-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>Florida Edition</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;ve been finding my way around the city, know how to get downtown and to the beach. Found a McDonald&amp;#39;s with free Wi-Fi so each morning I go there for coffee and search the web. I really could live here, just need to find that job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5162909183118197228?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5162909183118197228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5162909183118197228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5162909183118197228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5162909183118197228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-been-finding-my-way-around-city-know.html' title='Florida Edition'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-462399986235494430</id><published>2009-06-17T05:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T06:11:33.378-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Florida Edition</title><content type='html'>I spent the day exploring, getting to know the streets, the city, the rental car. Enjoyed the discoveries, the hot weather, the afternoon rainstorms. I really like it here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-462399986235494430?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/462399986235494430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=462399986235494430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/462399986235494430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/462399986235494430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-spent-day-exploring-getting-to-know.html' title='Florida Edition'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5435291052933544122</id><published>2009-06-15T06:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T06:56:25.312-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'>Delayed</title><content type='html'>No plane on ground in Milwaukee to take me until 1:07pm.  That's a long time from the original 6:10am departure.  I'll head back to the airport in five hours...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5435291052933544122?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5435291052933544122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5435291052933544122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5435291052933544122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5435291052933544122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/delayed.html' title='Delayed'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-2246105612062248630</id><published>2009-06-14T15:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T15:18:17.311-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>Eight Days</title><content type='html'>so the song goes . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bags are packed, I'm ready to go . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving on a jet plane . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-2246105612062248630?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/2246105612062248630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=2246105612062248630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2246105612062248630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2246105612062248630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/eight-days.html' title='Eight Days'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-2567000366305499491</id><published>2009-06-13T21:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:09:55.913-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Haunted</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/62BM_CV_FM0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/62BM_CV_FM0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the day sorting through things to pack for the trip to Florida.  I want to make sure I have something to wear for any ocassion that may present itself.  This isn't just a vacation, so I can't just take flip flops and a swim suit!  I wrestled with my concious over packing socks.  Tonight on TV, I watched Haunted Mansion, based on the awesome ride at Disney World.  I find it entertaining (the movie), find the ride even moreso.  It got me thinking, maybe I need to make a day of it and head over to the Magic Kingdom while in Florida.  Oh yeah, it's not a vacation. It's awfully tempting though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-2567000366305499491?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/2567000366305499491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=2567000366305499491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2567000366305499491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2567000366305499491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/haunted.html' title='Haunted'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1664099337569987885</id><published>2009-06-12T17:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:58:08.355-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>The Blood That Moves The Body</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, at the Oncologist, I was expecting to hear that everything is going fine, no issues, come back in six months.  Well, that didn't happen.  This time instead of having low levels, I had elevated ones instead.  Additional blood work done shows no real problems relating to lymphoma.  Thankfully. Now I can head down to Florida with a clear mind and focus on &lt;em&gt;eight days to change my life&lt;/em&gt;. I had a 3 card Tarot reading about my personal journey and the results were rather surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Context - Ace of Swords: Your mind will become sharp and clear. It will be ready to accept new challenges and you will be ready to discuss these new opportunites with others to make the best out of what presents itself.&lt;br /&gt;Focus - Priestess 2: The Priestess represents your dreams. They are sending you a message. You should focus, maybe, on a repetitive dream for the answer. This is our innermost voice attempting to help us out with its wisdom. &lt;br /&gt;Outcome - Devil 15: The Devils card symbolizes some negative place. You are in some sort of uncomfortable situation that you need to free yourself of. It may represent bad habits that need to be dropped such as greed, being blind to truths, etc. It urges a cleansing of the negative karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read into it what you will, but I think it is rather compelling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1664099337569987885?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1664099337569987885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1664099337569987885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1664099337569987885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1664099337569987885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/blood-that-moves-body.html' title='The Blood That Moves The Body'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-8684662378121585521</id><published>2009-06-11T18:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:45:43.788-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>One Of My Favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5IQ9mpFZz9c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5IQ9mpFZz9c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always laugh my ass off (LMAO) anytime I catch Family Guy on TV.  It's shown twice daily locally and numerous times nightly on cable, so anytime I need a laugh, I can tune into the adventures of Peter Griffin, a bumbling, but well-intentioned, blue-collar worker. Peter is an Irish American Catholic with a prominent Rhode Island/Eastern Massachusetts accent. His wife Lois is a stay-at-home mother and piano teacher, and has a distinct New England accent from being a member of the Pewterschmidt family of wealthy socialites. Peter and Lois have three children: Meg, their teenage daughter, who is frequently the butt of Peter's jokes due to her homeliness and lack of popularity; Chris, their teenage son, who is overweight, unintelligent and, in many respects, a younger version of his father; and Stewie, their diabolical infant son of ambiguous sexual orientation who has adult mannerisms and speaks fluently with what some consider an upper-class affected English accent and stereotypical archvillain phrases.[6] Living with the family is Brian, the family dog, who is highly anthropomorphized, walks on two legs, drinks Martinis, smokes cigarettes and engages in human conversation, though he is still considered a pet in many respects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many recurring characters appear alongside the Griffin family. These include the family's colorful neighbors: sex-crazed airline-pilot bachelor Glenn Quagmire; mild-mannered deli owner Cleveland Brown and his wife (ex-wife as of the fourth-season episode "The Cleveland–Loretta Quagmire") Loretta Brown with their hyperactive son, Cleveland Jr.; paraplegic police officer Joe Swanson, his wife Bonnie and their baby daughter Susie; paranoid Jewish pharmacist Mort Goldman, his wife Muriel Goldman and their geeky and annoying son Neil; and elderly homosexual ephebophile Herbert. TV news anchors Tom Tucker and Diane Simmons, reporter Tricia Takanawa and Blaccu-Weather meteorologist Ollie Williams also make frequent appearances. The possibly deranged and ethically challenged Mayor Adam West (voiced by and named after the real Adam West) rounds out the recurring cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Wikipedia for the outline and Seth McFarlane for creating such an out of control, hilarious, highly entertaining TV show.  Today I needed to laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-8684662378121585521?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/8684662378121585521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=8684662378121585521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8684662378121585521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8684662378121585521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-of-my-favorites.html' title='One Of My Favorites'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5833395418992558679</id><published>2009-06-10T19:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:08:50.459-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>All Systems Go</title><content type='html'>In days I will be setting out on a journey, one I have dubbed &lt;em&gt;eight days to change my life&lt;/em&gt;. I have started to gather things together for the trip, downloaded the GPS Navigator program on my cell phone for when I motor through Florida, I just may have an idea of where I'm going.  While I will be driving a rental, the Jeep had a minor issue that concerned me for a bit but turned out to be a loose heat protector that made a lot of noise.  Doctor appointments have been encouraging and good.  I have found my inner spark after a long dark period and have now stopped blaming myself solely for things that have transpired over the course of time, recognizing those involved have their own "issues" that have nothing to do with me.  Going through the cycle of renewal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5833395418992558679?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5833395418992558679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5833395418992558679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5833395418992558679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5833395418992558679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-systems-go.html' title='All Systems Go'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-6469978963045155152</id><published>2009-06-09T17:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:58:57.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Certainty</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lvKtDea7AUk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lvKtDea7AUk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-6469978963045155152?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/6469978963045155152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=6469978963045155152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/6469978963045155152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/6469978963045155152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/certainty.html' title='Certainty'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-6547134938150180567</id><published>2009-06-08T20:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:33:31.123-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'>Uncertainty</title><content type='html'>Today I admitted to someone other than myself my insecurities, doubts, and the tumultuous self destructive journey I have been on.  Opening up and letting my fears, faults, and troubles out seems trivial to hear, but sparked a realization in me that hasn't been there for quite some time.  What has plaqued me and kept me spiralling for months now has been the fact that I lost my faith in things around me. Trust, decency, respect.  I have been beating myself up because I lost those aspects around me and have become wrapped up in finding it around me.  I am flawed, and been asking for forgiveness and understanding, but never had I done that for myself.  In speaking about my issue, I realized that the faith in myself is still present, not lost, as I perceived it to be.  That being said, I still have plenty to comprehend within myself and work to stand again.  I've made mistakes, none out of malice or spite, so I am not the monster I have come to believe I must be.  I still ache from things that have happened, but in time I will know how I will live with those scars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-6547134938150180567?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/6547134938150180567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=6547134938150180567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/6547134938150180567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/6547134938150180567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/uncertainty.html' title='Uncertainty'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-2805657688607453363</id><published>2009-06-06T17:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:53:44.189-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Playing In The Yard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Si0Jw30JItI/AAAAAAAAAR8/kTtrz2bOTtU/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Si0Jw30JItI/AAAAAAAAAR8/kTtrz2bOTtU/s320/003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344939067979670226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Si0JwQDXXBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/by4b1vnMo78/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Si0JwQDXXBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/by4b1vnMo78/s320/002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344939057306098706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dogs were barking wildly, so I went to see what the commotion was. Scout and Gem were toying with an injured bird. I got the cats into the barn, tempting them with treats. The bird is alive, in shock, but hopefully it will recover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-2805657688607453363?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/2805657688607453363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=2805657688607453363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2805657688607453363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2805657688607453363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/dogs-were-barking-wildly-so-i-went-to.html' title='Playing In The Yard'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Si0Jw30JItI/AAAAAAAAAR8/kTtrz2bOTtU/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-437575383522528257</id><published>2009-06-05T18:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:57:41.447-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>Outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Si0Krfy9ITI/AAAAAAAAASM/NZYnG2F_fI4/s1600-h/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Si0Krfy9ITI/AAAAAAAAASM/NZYnG2F_fI4/s320/005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344940075144519986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Si0KrN2KJ0I/AAAAAAAAASE/aXtXipxCv1s/s1600-h/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Si0KrN2KJ0I/AAAAAAAAASE/aXtXipxCv1s/s320/004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344940070326118210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out here, you hear the birds, horses, cows, coyotes. I&amp;#39;m used to hearing cars, airplanes, neighbors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-437575383522528257?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/437575383522528257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=437575383522528257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/437575383522528257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/437575383522528257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/out-here-you-hear-birds-horses-cows.html' title='Outside'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Si0Krfy9ITI/AAAAAAAAASM/NZYnG2F_fI4/s72-c/005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1394092497867052310</id><published>2009-06-04T09:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:49:40.948-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>I'm Going To Vegas!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, not really, just going to be house sitting while Scott and Barb go to Vegas.  Four days with Baxter, Dory, Scout, and Gem.  Four days of pretending to be a homeowner!  Four days to soak in the hot tub!  I'll be going mobile.  So there will be a post or two from the cell phone!  Ahh technology!  Ahh hot tub!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1394092497867052310?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1394092497867052310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1394092497867052310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1394092497867052310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1394092497867052310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-going-to-vegas.html' title='I&apos;m Going To Vegas!!!'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-3265960721549243415</id><published>2009-06-03T11:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:59:17.207-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>I wrote this back in 2002 for whatever reason.  I've posted it here once.  I read it and it got me thinking about things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I couldn’t help but stare at myself in the mirror. Happiness. Anger. Fear. Weariness. Innocence. Loathing. Humility. Frustration. Temptation. Failure. Many were well represented. I almost didn’t recognize myself even though I know myself. I saw things etched there that no longer mattered, affect me throughout, things that haven’t taken there toll yet. I saw too much. I was still that timid little boy awed by the world around me. If I looked hard at myself I could catch a glimpse of him staring back at me in awe and wonder. How one could be marked and weathered and aged.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about what I want to do, where I want to go, what I want to change.  I've been thinking about people who have come into my life, thinking about people who have gone too.  Thinking how people effect and change a person (me) as I make my way, trying to find the balance, the harmony, the things that make me who I am, the things I am capable of, being witty, enthusiastic, popular, intelligent, gifted, vibrant, magnanimous, charismatic, principled, self-sufficient, compelling, sentimental, accomplished, noble, healthy and work on being less bombastic, dissatisfied, ruthless, demanding, opinionated, mawkish, egocentric, defensive, foolhardy, willful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking how nice it would be to have Char call me up and say hey let's go shout out suggestions for the actors at the next Comedy Sportz show, or to have Brian call me and say let's go over to the bookstore and browse the shelves, Doug to call me up and say we need to get down to Six Flags and ride the Raging Bull a few times, Kim to call and say let's go rent some movies and sit up all night talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about how things were, when did things change?  Enough is enough.  You have caused too many problems.  You have crossed the line.  You have taken advantage of things for the last time.  Is that who you see me as?  I am not that person. I have been thinking that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking about how Mom calls and says you want to play a game of scrabble and order a pizza?, about Tim and Julia calling and saying we need to get down to the Outlet Mall in Kenosha, or Jody calling and saying "Cha-Ching", Pat calling from Michigan and saying I was just thinking about you, thought I'd give you a call, Christine calling and saying it's all about the Big Mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking about the people in my life, the people I wanted in my life, the ones who make a difference, the ones I could talk to about anything and everything.  Focusing on what made the world a little better, brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reflect upon the good times, the not so good times and think of the people who get me through it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-3265960721549243415?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/3265960721549243415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=3265960721549243415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3265960721549243415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3265960721549243415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-8943356384595973161</id><published>2009-06-02T19:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:10:22.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Late Night Scrabble Games</title><content type='html'>Since I have time (too much) on my hands and mind, I stay up late into the wee morning hours playing Scrabble online.  I've been playing for weeks now, one on one with people from around the world.  I mostly have been playing against two people, Scott from Fort Lauderdale and Shane from South Bend, game after game.  We chat, play words, sometimes help each other, sometimes badger each other.  I look forward to these tournaments throught the week.  Sometimes a game stretches over a number of days, playing when we can.  Sometimes it's a marathon, two or three games in a night.  When that occurs, the next day is pretty much wasted, I am burnt out and exhausted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-8943356384595973161?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/8943356384595973161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=8943356384595973161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8943356384595973161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8943356384595973161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/06/late-night-scrabble-games.html' title='Late Night Scrabble Games'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-8918896473933562239</id><published>2009-05-31T16:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:20:56.990-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>Cooler By The Lake</title><content type='html'>I went for a bike ride along the lake today.  The sun was out, seemed inviting, so I got on the bike and headed for the trails.  The sun shining can be deceiving, it was definitely cool out, not as warm as yesterday.  Needless to say, I pedaled on.  Got a rhythm going as was enjoying the ride. Along the way, a deer started to cross the path and stopped directly in front of me, blocking my way.  I slowed to a stop about ten feet from the animal and we looked at each other.  I fumbled for my cell phone to get a picture, talking to the deer, telling it that I was going to snap a picture.  The deer watched me for a while, turned it's head, glanced back at me, then turned back into the brush.  By the time I got to the camera feature, the deer was gone.   With the trail open again and nothing blocking me, I continued on the route. I found the encounter pretty amazing, pretty darn cool if you ask me.  Just wish I had been able to capture the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-8918896473933562239?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/8918896473933562239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=8918896473933562239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8918896473933562239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8918896473933562239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/cooler-by-lake.html' title='Cooler By The Lake'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-4984860724265271342</id><published>2009-05-29T21:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:11:48.530-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SiChOoj-0rI/AAAAAAAAARs/J1I5twL7UQM/s1600-h/up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SiChOoj-0rI/AAAAAAAAARs/J1I5twL7UQM/s320/up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341446430839984818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and saw the latest Disney/Pixar movie UP today.  It was entertaining, funny, touching, and magical.  The talking dog, his obsession with squirrels, and the South American bird named Kevin brought laughs and memories.  I definitely left the theater in an UP mood!  Go see it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-4984860724265271342?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/4984860724265271342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=4984860724265271342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4984860724265271342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4984860724265271342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/up.html' title='UP'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SiChOoj-0rI/AAAAAAAAARs/J1I5twL7UQM/s72-c/up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5436944505617124723</id><published>2009-05-28T13:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:03:13.735-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>Get The Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sh7fumn7QqI/AAAAAAAAARk/psqOklfJ7KE/s1600-h/camra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sh7fumn7QqI/AAAAAAAAARk/psqOklfJ7KE/s320/camra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340952199842972322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an Olympus Stylus digital camera that has gone on many trips and took some wonderful pictures of my adventures.  On one of the last trips, I used it to take some in the water, as it could be used in a water environment as long as it isn't submerged.  Well, the water tight seal wasn't so water tight and the insides did get wet and the xD card reader shorted out.  The camera was under warranty, so I shipped it off for repair back in February.  Today I received what I thought was my camera back from the manufacturer.  It wasn't.  It is a brand new camera, an upgrade!  I am now charging the battery and will be giving the camera a test run to check it out.  Yay, I'll be able to take pictures while I'm scouting Florida locations!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5436944505617124723?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5436944505617124723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5436944505617124723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5436944505617124723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5436944505617124723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/get-picture.html' title='Get The Picture'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sh7fumn7QqI/AAAAAAAAARk/psqOklfJ7KE/s72-c/camra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-6877342495019676863</id><published>2009-05-27T20:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:52:33.086-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>I'm Guilty</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oH3skU9C4T8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oH3skU9C4T8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a nap on this gray, rainy, cold day.  The television was on, droning in the background.  I had it on the Disney channel.  In between sleep and waking up I heard this song and it rattled through my head, even when I dozed off again. I had to find out what it was after I got up and it was still stuck in my head. And I like it lots! HEY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-6877342495019676863?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/6877342495019676863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=6877342495019676863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/6877342495019676863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/6877342495019676863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-guilty.html' title='I&apos;m Guilty'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-2961401559850656491</id><published>2009-05-26T20:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:34:53.411-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Walking In The Rain</title><content type='html'>I didn't mean to.  I obviously didn't listen to the weather.  Went for a walk down by the lake and it started to rain.  I was soaked by the time I made it home.  It was a cool evening and I wanted to get out for a while, get off the couch, away from the TV.  Grabbed the Zune, threw on a jacket, and out the door.  At first I didn't mind when it started to rain, but soon it got cold and uncomfortable.  When I got back, I took a hot shower to warm up and am now on the couch, watching TV. I should have gone earlier, after I met Judy for lunch and browsed at Target.  Oh well, it makes for an interesting story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-2961401559850656491?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/2961401559850656491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=2961401559850656491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2961401559850656491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2961401559850656491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/walking-in-rain.html' title='Walking In The Rain'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-274481165494754630</id><published>2009-05-24T19:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:43:07.111-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>Memorable Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShnpiXmb13I/AAAAAAAAARc/n3X5M9xBfYg/s1600-h/south.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShnpiXmb13I/AAAAAAAAARc/n3X5M9xBfYg/s320/south.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339555609884481394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up early, laundry, reading.  Then over to Mom and Dads for a visit.  I brought along a gift for them.  It is a hard to come by item.  Since I spend lots of time surfing the Internet, I found it.  I ordered a number of them to give as gifts.  Ate lunch, played a rousing game of scrabble, did a crossword puzzle, stayed for dinner.  Came home, napped, watching another ANTM marathon, reading, whistling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-274481165494754630?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/274481165494754630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=274481165494754630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/274481165494754630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/274481165494754630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorable-day.html' title='Memorable Day'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShnpiXmb13I/AAAAAAAAARc/n3X5M9xBfYg/s72-c/south.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5735752741176113253</id><published>2009-05-23T15:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:11:39.220-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Wheels In Motion</title><content type='html'>a cool rainy morning made way for blue skies, sun, warmer temperatures.  Ran out early and went grocery shopping before the crowds.  Napped and read for a while.  Got the bike out of storage and took it for a ride along the lake.  Went the distance and only stopped to rest at a picnic table along the trail once on the way back.  I definitely need to shape up a bit.  I'll take it a mile at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now made arrangements for my journey to Florida.  I have book my flight and rental car for June 15th through the 23rd.  I will be exploring the region, scoping out potential employment and housing.  After all these years of talk, I am finally going to do something about my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow looks to be a nice day weather-wise.  Thinking about pulling out the bow and arrow and heading over to the archery field and giving that another try.  I'm sure I'll have to condition myself for that too, but it is something I want to do and now's the time to do it. I'll see, lounging on the couch is just as appealling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5735752741176113253?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5735752741176113253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5735752741176113253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5735752741176113253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5735752741176113253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/wheels-in-motion.html' title='Wheels In Motion'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-4364936030788904537</id><published>2009-05-21T14:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:59:54.200-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>There's Something In These Dreams . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c-L7JqViDk0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c-L7JqViDk0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With one phone call the plan is in motion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to follow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-4364936030788904537?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/4364936030788904537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=4364936030788904537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4364936030788904537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4364936030788904537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-something-in-these-dreams.html' title='There&apos;s Something In These Dreams . . .'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-7884676473333816063</id><published>2009-05-20T14:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T15:05:40.072-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>It Depends On Who You Talk To</title><content type='html'>Since it was such a beautiful day out, I decided to get out there and enjoy it.  Went to Stone Creek Coffee, ordered a Mocha, and sat out on the patio.  I watched traffic, I watched people, I watched birds, enjoyed the sun.  A guy came out to sit in the sun and took the table next to me.  We started talking.  Turns out he has stage 4 Hodgkin's Lymphoma, terminal.  We chatted for about thirty minutes.  Lokking at him, you would never guess he was ill, but the lymphoma was spread throughout his body, he has been battling it for about five years.  Conventional treatment has not been working so he is going through three different experimental treatments.  He told me he knew what he was facing, yet was happy, optimistic.  I ended up telling him my story, my situation.  He listened and gave me advise in parting.  Follow your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-7884676473333816063?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/7884676473333816063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=7884676473333816063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/7884676473333816063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/7884676473333816063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-depends-on-who-you-talk-to.html' title='It Depends On Who You Talk To'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-7511774858640670281</id><published>2009-05-19T17:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:49:10.791-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Passenger 13509</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShM3UDJmqdI/AAAAAAAAARU/fWKxAh3mf2g/s1600-h/rmstitanic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShM3UDJmqdI/AAAAAAAAARU/fWKxAh3mf2g/s320/rmstitanic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337670800946670034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShM3T9Ef83I/AAAAAAAAARM/KQjjKt4Fenw/s1600-h/titanictic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShM3T9Ef83I/AAAAAAAAARM/KQjjKt4Fenw/s320/titanictic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337670799314645874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShM3TXdT0kI/AAAAAAAAARE/jpoQLvn9Oyo/s1600-h/museumamnimals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShM3TXdT0kI/AAAAAAAAARE/jpoQLvn9Oyo/s320/museumamnimals.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337670789218161218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, My Mom, Dad, and I ventured down to the museum to tour the RMS Titanic exhibit.  We roamed through other displays, including the butterfly wing before our scheduled tour.  Upon arrival we were given a boarding pass with details of a passenger on board the Titanic for it's maiden Atlantic voyage.  I received ticket 13509 Mr. Francis Davis Millet, East Bridgewater Massachusetts, First Class Cabin E-38.  The display started with champagne bottles found at the wreckage site.  We then boarded the ship and were able to view the accommodations, and the night of her final passage.  Of all the artefacts on display, the one that struck me the most was a stewards jacket from one of the crew members.  The display included a real iceberg that you could touch, fixtures from the ship, a section of the hull, and personal items recovered.  There were accounts from passengers aboard, including plenty of pictures on display.  As the tour ended, there was a log of surivors.  "I" (Passenger 13509) was among those lost that night.  It was a very well done presentation and I enjoyed the experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-7511774858640670281?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/7511774858640670281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=7511774858640670281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/7511774858640670281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/7511774858640670281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/passenger-13509.html' title='Passenger 13509'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShM3UDJmqdI/AAAAAAAAARU/fWKxAh3mf2g/s72-c/rmstitanic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5273234072097622417</id><published>2009-05-18T19:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:14:37.939-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'>Disney Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vX07j9SDFcc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vX07j9SDFcc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/apEuFdzP5ZU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/apEuFdzP5ZU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that no matter how I am doing, I am moved by the wonders of Disney animation. I spend many hours watching the movies, have them all on VHS and DVD.  There's a magic to them that I find captivating and uplifting.  These are two of my favorite songs, one from The Lion King and one from The Lion King II.  Inspirational, Powerful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5273234072097622417?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5273234072097622417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5273234072097622417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5273234072097622417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5273234072097622417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/disney-moments.html' title='Disney Moments'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-4414792854013643179</id><published>2009-05-17T12:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T12:48:58.268-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>Flat Tire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShBN8uijElI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xbXvvO4uXjo/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShBN8uijElI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xbXvvO4uXjo/s320/003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336851264114463314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShBN8QFsECI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/DeydHQQz_iw/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShBN8QFsECI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/DeydHQQz_iw/s320/002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336851255940354082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out for a bike ride earlier today.  Got about two miles into the ride when I noticed the back tire was losing air.  I turned around and headed home, by the time I was a block away, I had to walk the bike.  I have an air pump, so I went to reinflate the tire, but I ended up pushing the stem down into the rim and could not attach the pump.  I'll be lugging the bike over to Mom and Dad's to get some help.  I want to get back on the bike path!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-4414792854013643179?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/4414792854013643179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=4414792854013643179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4414792854013643179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4414792854013643179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/flat-tire.html' title='Flat Tire'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/ShBN8uijElI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xbXvvO4uXjo/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-4483524251626381664</id><published>2009-05-16T22:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:44:31.524-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Changes Are Coming</title><content type='html'>Over the next few weeks I am going to be tinkering with the format/layout of the blog.  So things will look different on occasion until I figure out what I want to do with it.  It's time for an overhaul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-4483524251626381664?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/4483524251626381664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=4483524251626381664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4483524251626381664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4483524251626381664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/changes-are-coming.html' title='Changes Are Coming'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-8715752572723198952</id><published>2009-05-16T09:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:59:38.444-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Storm Chasing</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZKYtVdmgHIQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZKYtVdmgHIQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fascinated by storm chasers.  I watch shows about this whenever I come across them on TV.  There has been some pretty incredible footage of tornados captured by the chasers.  I certainly wouldn't want to put myself in the path of an oncoming storm, but am intrigued by the people who do.  I do appreciate a good thunderstorm though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-8715752572723198952?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/8715752572723198952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=8715752572723198952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8715752572723198952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/8715752572723198952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/storm-chasing.html' title='Storm Chasing'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-6425186892358866820</id><published>2009-05-15T22:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:45:20.596-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>Sleepy</title><content type='html'>I am sleepy.  Been sleeping all evening.  Up for a little while, yawning. ready to go back to sleep.  It's just one of those tired and sleepy days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-6425186892358866820?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/6425186892358866820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=6425186892358866820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/6425186892358866820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/6425186892358866820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-3607266886566875832</id><published>2009-05-13T17:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:47:02.293-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>A Box Of Feathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SgtGAMUxXqI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Hyssl-S8OZA/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SgtGAMUxXqI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Hyssl-S8OZA/s320/Snapshot_20090513.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335435152672775842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mystery in the making.  I received a package via UPS.  I couldn't recall purchasing anything recently so thought somebody sent me a present.  (I'm deserving.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a typed label with my name and address, with a return address out of Florida.  A web search has come up empty, no identification, and the UPS site is not informative either.  What's interesting is the contents.  Feathers.  Lots of feathers.  White with black tips.  Hmmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you find feathers upon your path it could be taken to mean that you are on a higher spiritual path (whether you accept it or not), and it may be a sign of encouragement as you philosophically travel on this path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding feathers on your path is also symbolic of having a lighter outlook on life or a particulary situation.  When we see feathers in our midst it is considered a message that we need to lighten up, not take things too seriously, and try to find the joy in our situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some common symbolic meaning of feathers are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heightened awareness &lt;br /&gt;Light heartedness &lt;br /&gt;Enlightenment &lt;br /&gt;Prayer &lt;br /&gt;Divinity &lt;br /&gt;Progress &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting indeed . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-3607266886566875832?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/3607266886566875832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=3607266886566875832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3607266886566875832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/3607266886566875832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/box-of-feathers.html' title='A Box Of Feathers'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SgtGAMUxXqI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Hyssl-S8OZA/s72-c/Snapshot_20090513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-4082716160904233149</id><published>2009-05-12T18:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:32:18.608-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Insights</title><content type='html'>You have come out with the Oceanic soul type. This would describe you as a person who is generally happy inside with an array of surfacing moods that tend to effect the people around you more than you would like. You are very busy dealing with things that seem like they would make no sense to the people in your life. You long for communion emotionally with someone but can't seem to find anyone who fits the bill. It is exceedingly important for an Oceanic soul to realize they are part of something by nature that is so vast, so incredible, so infinitely changing that they do not need to 'connect' the way they have learned to think that they do. All they really need to do is take notice of the beauty they are a real bonafide part of and participate fully. It is by exerting will in this small behavioral way that will bring them into a light that is very attractive to the right kind of people for them. Ironically, once an Oceanic realizes what they are a part of and starts to really willfully participate, they no longer feel such a need for connection.so get busy Oceanic soul! You have a lifetime of tides to ebb and flow through, and a whole world of beauty to be a part of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-4082716160904233149?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/4082716160904233149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=4082716160904233149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4082716160904233149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/4082716160904233149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/insights.html' title='Insights'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-216891750685235403</id><published>2009-05-10T17:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:46:37.439-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>All For You Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SgdZPMb4gcI/AAAAAAAAAQk/PEEcdcDjBIg/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SgdZPMb4gcI/AAAAAAAAAQk/PEEcdcDjBIg/s320/002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334330401214726594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to spend the day over by Mom and Dads.  Coffee, Donuts, Chocolate milk, Scrabble, Dinner, Conversation, Brothers, Sisters, Phone calls, Baseball, time together.  It was a good day.  Love you Mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-216891750685235403?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/216891750685235403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=216891750685235403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/216891750685235403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/216891750685235403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-for-you-mom.html' title='All For You Mom'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SgdZPMb4gcI/AAAAAAAAAQk/PEEcdcDjBIg/s72-c/002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1093256514957142159</id><published>2009-05-09T16:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:02:44.613-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Cat Mechanic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SgX0AYc_oyI/AAAAAAAAAQc/8fXg0n0UNC4/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SgX0AYc_oyI/AAAAAAAAAQc/8fXg0n0UNC4/s320/003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333937621091459874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SgX0ANco2sI/AAAAAAAAAQU/IMeI0H-LsDA/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SgX0ANco2sI/AAAAAAAAAQU/IMeI0H-LsDA/s320/002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333937618137176770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While changing the spark plugs, wires, distributor cap, and rotors, Scout (or Gem, not sure which) came to see what was happening in the barn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1093256514957142159?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1093256514957142159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1093256514957142159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1093256514957142159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1093256514957142159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/cat-mechanic.html' title='Cat Mechanic'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/SgX0AYc_oyI/AAAAAAAAAQc/8fXg0n0UNC4/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1264184719042861397</id><published>2009-05-09T06:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:23:29.346-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Pretending To Be</title><content type='html'>Car mechanic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1264184719042861397?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1264184719042861397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1264184719042861397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1264184719042861397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1264184719042861397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/car-mechanic.html' title='Pretending To Be'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-7782126390111332286</id><published>2009-05-08T16:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:27:18.346-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>Magnolias</title><content type='html'>My brother Tim has been talking about two magnolia trees down on the UWM campus for weeks, waiting for them to bloom.  Back in the day when I wandered the campus, the trees were there, and I was oblivious to them as I walked by them.  For the first couple of weeks they were budding, unremarkable in their appearance.  I didn't see them last week, so we walked by them this week.  They were in full bloom.  Beautiful, Stately, Majestic and the air around them scented.  I never knew they were magnolia trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a warm Spring day, so instead of hopping in the car to run errands, I decided to walk to the auto parts store.  It was nice to get out and enjoy the weather.  I purchased the spark plugs, wires, rotor, and cap needed to tune up the Jeep and walked home along Lake Drive.  I noticed a number of blossoming magnolia trees on the way home.  I smiled as I passed, a secret revealed, a little truth in the beauty of trees, a little bit of knowledge of the wonder of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Tim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-7782126390111332286?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/7782126390111332286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=7782126390111332286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/7782126390111332286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/7782126390111332286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/magnolias.html' title='Magnolias'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-2101269259255672195</id><published>2009-05-07T15:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:01:57.031-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>A New Dog</title><content type='html'>The day is warm, some sun, perfect to get outside.  Did a little job hunting this morning, some reading, then got ready to meet Tim for lunch down at UWM.  Got there at my regular scheduled time, had to wait an hour for his assistant to arrive.  We chatted, surfed the net ubtil Aaron showed up.  Then we walked over to the Dogg Haus, where I had to get the Atlanta Dog.  Usually I get a Chicago dog, buttoday I wanted to try something new.  The Atlanta Dog is a chili dog, with onions and cole slaw on top.  All I can say is YUM.  I wolfed it down before Tim was half way through his meal.  I still favor my Chicago Dog, but have another new favorite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-2101269259255672195?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/2101269259255672195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=2101269259255672195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2101269259255672195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2101269259255672195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-dog.html' title='A New Dog'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5387007608547051230</id><published>2009-05-05T19:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:12:32.201-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday'/><title type='text'>A Little JTLC</title><content type='html'>I took a detour today from my normal couch surfing, job hunting ways.  The Jeep needed a little care, so I went and got the oil changed, tires rotated, air filter replaced, fluid levels checked.  Now to get the spark plugs and distributor cap fitted and the Jeep will be running like a champ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5387007608547051230?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5387007608547051230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5387007608547051230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5387007608547051230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5387007608547051230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-jtlc.html' title='A Little JTLC'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1448532251199987279</id><published>2009-05-04T20:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:58:36.762-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'>The Swim Of Things</title><content type='html'>The day went by fast.  Up early, online job hunt, quick shower and over to Mom and Dad's for a journey to Gurnee.  Acquired a new slow cooker.  After shopping, a stop for lunch.  Back home and I read, fell asleep, up for dinner.  Afterward I wanted to get out and do something.  I searched the Internet and discovered that Pulaski Pool has open swim.  Without hesitation, I grabbed my suit and headed over to the pool before I talked myself out of it.  I got there, not too crowded, changed, and swam some laps.  Not my best effort, but I actually did it, enjoyed it, will do it again.  Could this be the start of something. . .?  Hmmm . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1448532251199987279?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1448532251199987279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1448532251199987279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1448532251199987279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1448532251199987279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/swimmingly.html' title='The Swim Of Things'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1804827507569745466</id><published>2009-05-03T12:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:44:11.756-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><title type='text'>The Swing Of Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sf3WJOjutLI/AAAAAAAAAQM/siac3fZcc0Q/s1600-h/017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sf3WJOjutLI/AAAAAAAAAQM/siac3fZcc0Q/s320/017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331652987891659954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sf3WIx9OTYI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-0FyleBzcZg/s1600-h/016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sf3WIx9OTYI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-0FyleBzcZg/s320/016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331652980213960066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sf3WI4_1QdI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Q9UcBvVtNgo/s1600-h/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sf3WI4_1QdI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Q9UcBvVtNgo/s320/015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331652982103949778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sf3WIYtjX1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/0wSjZ206Umo/s1600-h/014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sf3WIYtjX1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/0wSjZ206Umo/s320/014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331652973437345618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O_GxprhrbhM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O_GxprhrbhM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered the lake front this morning.  Sat on the cliff and just wondered.  How did I get to this point, how do I shake the feeling of desolation, where am I going?  I gave everything to those I counted on, everything and feel empty now.  Somehow this song captures me as I am.  I sat on the cliff and revelled in the beauty, the simplicity, the complexity of nature.  Sat and watched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1804827507569745466?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1804827507569745466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1804827507569745466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1804827507569745466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1804827507569745466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/swing-of-things.html' title='The Swing Of Things'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sf3WJOjutLI/AAAAAAAAAQM/siac3fZcc0Q/s72-c/017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-2033990172489822329</id><published>2009-05-02T06:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T07:02:41.217-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday'/><title type='text'>Up With The Sun</title><content type='html'>Early morning for me today.  Going to start some laundry, finish the book I'm reading, then get outside.  The sun is out, it's supposed to be a nice day, and I want to enjoy it away from the couch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I got in contact with an old friend I used to work with years ago(actually, she contacted me), and as we were talking she informed me she had been diagnosed with hodgkin's lymphoma in February and is currently going through treatment.  It started a long conversation as I told her about my experience with the disease, she told me hers.  It was a good conversation for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I talked with my friend who just finished her treatment for colon cancer for over an hour.  She has responded well to them and is hoping for a reprieve, depending on test results and scans.  I am hopeful too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's 7:01am and I can now use the laundry facilities, so starts my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-2033990172489822329?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/2033990172489822329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=2033990172489822329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2033990172489822329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/2033990172489822329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/05/up-with-sun.html' title='Up With The Sun'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-5498087124327085982</id><published>2009-04-30T18:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:30:12.156-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday'/><title type='text'>Early In The Morning</title><content type='html'>3am.  The phone rings.  I reach out. Answer it.  Dial tone.  I'm up.  Get dressed.  Brush teeth. Gel hair.  The phone rings.  Again.  I reach out.  Answer it.  Jody is on her way.  Grab my keys.  Head out the door.  Foggy.  Streets deserted.  20 minutes go by.  80 blocks go by.  4 cars go by.  She's waiting.  In the lobby.  9 hours go by.  1,000s of people go by.  $111.37 more than I had.  I leave.  Drive home.  Nap.  Still tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-5498087124327085982?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/5498087124327085982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=5498087124327085982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5498087124327085982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/5498087124327085982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/04/early-in-morning.html' title='Early In The Morning'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30918671.post-1275556321370395435</id><published>2009-04-29T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T20:02:38.203-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Viewing Habits</title><content type='html'>Having time on my hands, I have become accustomed to the day time TV schedule on cable.  I now find myself watching shows that I never would have given a second glance to.  One in particular is Little House on the Prairie.  I ran across it while flipping channels one day.  Every morning I tune in to see it.  Today's episode happened to be about Mary going blind and I found myself on the edge of my seat as her sight failed and wanted to scream as she cried out for Pa.  I laugh at myself for this one, I never would have thought I'd be hooked on the saga of the Ingall's family as I was as a child.  I need to find a job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30918671-1275556321370395435?l=mybouts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/feeds/1275556321370395435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30918671&amp;postID=1275556321370395435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1275556321370395435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30918671/posts/default/1275556321370395435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mybouts.blogspot.com/2009/04/viewing-habits.html' title='Viewing Habits'/><author><name>matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15806582260374475605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sP7EAQHqM6E/Sdum8DhgSJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/nPmYHKm3tIs/S220/Mattbouts.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
