tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36276606606697301602024-03-13T11:38:14.852-05:00THE GL0 EXPERI(M)ENCE- Experiment Life Through Experiencing LifeGL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.comBlogger208125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-35892055946628785222010-04-09T02:05:00.000-05:002010-04-09T02:07:51.862-05:00Through my eyes...This was actually an assignment for my Web Media Design class (which I highly recommend to any fellow computer-addicts), and it basically told us to depict our view of Baker. Not sure of which angle I wanted to take on this, I thought I would add basic elements and concepts of what I have experienced thus far.<br /><br /><a href="http://bakerubloggers.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/web-design-project.jpg"><img src="http://bakerubloggers.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/web-design-project.jpg" alt="" title="Web Design Project" width="450" height="281" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1193" /></a><div><a href="http://bakerubloggers.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/web-design-project.jpg"></a><a href="http://bakerubloggers.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/web-design-project.jpg">(</a><a href="http://bakerubloggers.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/web-design-project.jpg">click to enlarge)</a><br /><br /><blockquote>The picture of me crossing the little pond reflects the paths I've had to cross and courses I've had to take as a college student. Sure there's a bridge right behind me that will get me to the other side in half the time, but the adventurous side of me chooses the rocky road that might have more of a risk while crossing, but it's also a shorter distance.<br /><br />The picture where I'm sitting on the bench nearby the small pond is conveying the fact that you never know what to expect. Expect the unexpected; but also enjoy the surprises as they come.<br /><br />The horse-back riding picture in the background is pretty self-explanatory. Those that know me, know that I am deathly afraid of any and all things that are not of the human specie. Why? I have my reasons, lol. Anywho, I set aside my fear to try something new and in college, you sometimes have to put your fear behind you to accomplish something that can turn out to be rewarding in the end. That's my basketball coach by the way, helping me mount that ferocious creature, ha.</blockquote><br />And that is <i>my</i> Baker perspective :)</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com41tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-13582581392487065482010-04-05T16:24:00.003-05:002010-04-05T16:27:25.705-05:00Psalm 23<center><object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D_YVKsajjPA&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D_YVKsajjPA&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="334"></embed></object><br /><br />Psalm 23 (in its cutest form) Hope you all had a Happy Easter!<br /><br />-GL0<br /></center>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-45331286289882592922010-02-28T21:17:00.003-06:002010-02-28T21:27:05.414-06:00My Only February Post & Personal Update<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJhaxdltqMuaMbdZr6n7HHxTCRQTdSToEMiTI0afF0HY43LALfIiX0EF7ILZT0TaOA1mNXfqA0vfETqin-r9W85K3a1W8QqEQ4JP8n5d9PI59uM-MqeO6yqHTpgKYw6nCwkWXJCXvhXQ19/s1600-h/26763_1341117802049_1054290697_1021899_4427458_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJhaxdltqMuaMbdZr6n7HHxTCRQTdSToEMiTI0afF0HY43LALfIiX0EF7ILZT0TaOA1mNXfqA0vfETqin-r9W85K3a1W8QqEQ4JP8n5d9PI59uM-MqeO6yqHTpgKYw6nCwkWXJCXvhXQ19/s320/26763_1341117802049_1054290697_1021899_4427458_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443499640072733778" border="0" /></a>So to my avid blogspot followers, I apologize for my dormancy and lack of effort with trying to keep up with this thing. I've had this blog for about a year and a half, and I've said over and over again, no matter how busy I get, I will still keep you all posted with my randomness, thoughts, and life. Well, Gloria.. you FAIL!<br /><br />So this is my redemption post as I will try to get 2-3 posts up a week. Managing another blog for my university (<a href="www.bakerubloggers.wordpress.com">www.bakerubloggers.wordpress.com</a>) is hard enough, so bear with me. As for basketball, we are officially hosting the 1st round of playoffs vs. Avila (the team we lost to at the buzzer of playoffs last year) and our sweet revenge couldn't have been staged any better. I'm pretty pumped. I'll definitely let you all know how that turns out.<br /><br />As for everything else in my life.. it's pretty much made. Ha, jk.. but God has really been good to me. I can't thank Him enough, and I'm so grateful for the opportunities and people He's put in my life to get me to where I am today.<br /><br />Oh yeah, and my mom is coming to visit on Thursday! Yeeeeeeeeaaaah BUDDY! Haha, this will be interesting ;)<br /><br />-GL0<br /></div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-86013746515188396122010-01-31T14:20:00.007-06:002010-01-31T17:51:08.276-06:00Roman Scriptures<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3hMflMmlg6cll64eqr96SnkSRikhLrCtoUYsGjRn67xxX1wlXgnVZRpbGDtq3SzVYPyK0xt9mKI_ksiT6kpsFu9aYHySNqKQwMQfSrTQMowOHF-hPWfSwXKeCqlZcWpizFxMyUd5ujx9T/s320/Romans.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433001871602163170" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-27932" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">16 </span></span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3hMflMmlg6cll64eqr96SnkSRikhLrCtoUYsGjRn67xxX1wlXgnVZRpbGDtq3SzVYPyK0xt9mKI_ksiT6kpsFu9aYHySNqKQwMQfSrTQMowOHF-hPWfSwXKeCqlZcWpizFxMyUd5ujx9T/s1600-h/Romans.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><br /></a></div></span><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpd6Pt3IOwWE5Qx24D8O3z1OCuFeScMgQwganOuzm-K2choG1JD9AzlyqZ1CgF-JenHY8JVje8vCrfzcFXDOhvWlm49-b6jJKv26Gvou8drNO63BYnpPzt_q1YJJvxCXJkuTtRWD_POxut/s1600-h/Romans+8.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpd6Pt3IOwWE5Qx24D8O3z1OCuFeScMgQwganOuzm-K2choG1JD9AzlyqZ1CgF-JenHY8JVje8vCrfzcFXDOhvWlm49-b6jJKv26Gvou8drNO63BYnpPzt_q1YJJvxCXJkuTtRWD_POxut/s320/Romans+8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433001878279759890" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal; font-size:16px;"><sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-28141" style=" line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">28</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">His</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> purpose.</span></span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div></div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com97tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-6099977974802617322010-01-27T23:04:00.005-06:002010-01-27T23:16:38.933-06:00The Value of the Pen & Paper<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmbunOPUocPvVYiwXiLZStA1Il0BJf_gx4YL_eaT3gnxAXzQ1Mo2ttR6cMbz2EiWLtQ9rMr0IpsYIPQyFmpCKYW2LsZwCBFabjM3scb1yHyTDqzdjqh5DMnYGaXhowA5dFjcaKvTuoTarE/s1600-h/100_0421.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmbunOPUocPvVYiwXiLZStA1Il0BJf_gx4YL_eaT3gnxAXzQ1Mo2ttR6cMbz2EiWLtQ9rMr0IpsYIPQyFmpCKYW2LsZwCBFabjM3scb1yHyTDqzdjqh5DMnYGaXhowA5dFjcaKvTuoTarE/s320/100_0421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431652328170027746" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This picture is actually <i>very</i> old. Like <i>extremely</i> old. I want to say about 2-3 years ago, and quite frankly, I'm not too sure why I decided to pull this one up to depict this post... but I did. I feel like my world is spinning and I don't have time to stop and smell the roses, appreciate Mother Nature, and take a deep breath anymore. I have a huge decision to make pretty soon and I decided to whip out the old pen & paper and start documenting my thoughts again. I've always had a strong vibe with written expression whether it be poetry or journaling - it was something that made me more in tune with my inner self. But I always somehow seemed to drop one of my only good habits, and now I'm striving to start it again. For good. For as long as I can. For...ever (I hope). If it's not too personal, I'll post some of my journal entries on here. As candid and unedited as possible. But for now, it's just me, my pen, and paper.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-2048095663740727662010-01-26T22:56:00.001-06:002010-01-27T23:03:35.899-06:00Spring Semester<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5sw5Yzp3JFNLMoxHPpCjqXNVkC8CgBvYnclQ12B2YZNxoM3Gyxyj7UG0RBJPgCyInIwMmvLbfP-giLlq7NOihrEQkQrqjH61X9VnZqJLeE-Rid0nuw4Ul2cl1TZbIwNewup4cTGxYXKbU/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5sw5Yzp3JFNLMoxHPpCjqXNVkC8CgBvYnclQ12B2YZNxoM3Gyxyj7UG0RBJPgCyInIwMmvLbfP-giLlq7NOihrEQkQrqjH61X9VnZqJLeE-Rid0nuw4Ul2cl1TZbIwNewup4cTGxYXKbU/s320/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431650663224027282" /></a>You know how things are always done better the second time around? Whether that is painting a picture or running a mile — the second time around always trumps the first.<br /><br />Well, I feel like school can be the same way, as it is divided into two semesters. Fall semester is like your preparation and you’re more prone to making lackadaisical mistakes than opposed to now, because at the time, you are just coming back from a relaxed summer vacation. In this case, you’re coming from a 2-3 week break (if even that) where you still have some of that school knack in you. During the summer, especially if you are far from college like me (Arizona), you might even start to miss the people from school, so you get anxious as well to start school up again and reunite with your peers that helped ease your rollercoasting college days.. until of course, the reality of 10 page papers and 3 hour exams comes into play. <div><br /></div><div>On another note, it’s easier to do something when there is a short-term reward in the end — that being summer. In the fall, you know you still have another semester to knock out before the ultimate vacation.<br /><br />At any rate, spring semester officially begins tomorrow, Wednesday, January 27, 2010, and I feel unprepared for some reason. Yes I have my schedule, checked my alerts, holds, and any other hindrances that constantly appear on the student portal, and it seems that I have everything set, yet I still don’t feel ready. Thankfully the first week is a short one and I can use the weekend to fully recuperate and mentally prepare myself for another long 20 weeks or so.. or at least ’til spring break.</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-34570275023269945572010-01-22T16:01:00.004-06:002010-01-22T16:20:43.492-06:00I don't know, Chris...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgctTjTxeYjEHwA559Hd59VqJS8HrxW_BKem_AKsWYBNEf6dFbWUEE5Ntz7hrnZEPKMiCaEq8mKF3rsNXKqmqNzujUMl-3RljVzqj-TDxwgkiYTt9gTvIk8h-N1yECu0jyfh6YH5aU88Pt/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgctTjTxeYjEHwA559Hd59VqJS8HrxW_BKem_AKsWYBNEf6dFbWUEE5Ntz7hrnZEPKMiCaEq8mKF3rsNXKqmqNzujUMl-3RljVzqj-TDxwgkiYTt9gTvIk8h-N1yECu0jyfh6YH5aU88Pt/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429688882894897218" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I mean seriously, Chris? Is this the guy you really should be posing with after your latest stunt? I think it's safe to say this isn't the greatest move for his image. Not that he would've turned down the opportunity to pose with this high end designer, but his PR should know better. Regardless, Chris posed with designer Jean Paul Gaultier in Paris after attending his boxing-inspired, warrior-themed runway show.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-22534128853592463122010-01-21T03:09:00.002-06:002010-01-21T03:14:39.189-06:00Worst Sports Anchor in the World<center><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W45DRy7M1no&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W45DRy7M1no&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />I first seen this on The Best Damn Sport Show's infamous countdowns for top Sports Bloopers and this ranked as #1 (go figure). I couldn't stop laughing and immediately took to the internet so I could watch this horrific scene over and over. I honestly couldn't imagine what was going through his head after the 50th screw up. Haha, he literally messed up EVERY single highlight. I was *DEAD* at the basketball highlights though! "REGGIE MILLER LOOKS GOOD!" Lol. Anywho, just enjoy and lemme know your thoughts! As if I can't already guess! Lol<br /><br />-GL0</center>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-46847950931598283172010-01-21T02:58:00.005-06:002010-01-21T03:17:25.114-06:00Can't believe I fell for another website...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJdGVwVyF2lta-EOQchImJdTjtMVRQ1Vt-bXK2XDzQNyoYKBwLzKPdDeHlW4VTHQT2Wn2L3PBaBqiq2m9nvp757Svv0BVY_uGBXtmVmCmKmtagLbn_h54Hiy44RzK1UO931PIwgHnjQM07/s1600-h/Picture+2.png" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 197px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJdGVwVyF2lta-EOQchImJdTjtMVRQ1Vt-bXK2XDzQNyoYKBwLzKPdDeHlW4VTHQT2Wn2L3PBaBqiq2m9nvp757Svv0BVY_uGBXtmVmCmKmtagLbn_h54Hiy44RzK1UO931PIwgHnjQM07/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429114989053031970" /><div style="text-align: center;">(click to enlarge)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></a><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Well, technically it's not really a website... or social networking... I don't think. Actually, I'm not sure. All I know is that it took about 60 seconds to create, as advertised, and how could you turn that down right? Lol.. I was first introduced to the site from the homie in high school back in Cali - <a href="http://www.twitter.com/ItsReally_SB">Sean Blair</a>. So simple, so effortless, so different from what else is out there. Another way to get your words out there and let people hear the answers to questions they're otherwise too embarrassed/afraid to ask. Lol. At any rate, I suggest you give it a try ;)</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.formspring.me/GL0stick">www.formspringme./GL0stick</a></div></div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-42723450091525748172010-01-12T15:42:00.003-06:002010-01-12T15:50:18.789-06:00Playing the Race Card<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHARtrR8DlYcaSR9nh49Aksjy-Kwyyg1XIJy6NeIusxJ3fvKEeGd5dVXf3ZejLY5cyU-AcHt_676af48VMhrfbm3QxGdbtMVFGOa6xmPidmDDnDfT-GiFI-OL00W6hWcbQwmW1z_zhClwi/s1600-h/Picture+72.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHARtrR8DlYcaSR9nh49Aksjy-Kwyyg1XIJy6NeIusxJ3fvKEeGd5dVXf3ZejLY5cyU-AcHt_676af48VMhrfbm3QxGdbtMVFGOa6xmPidmDDnDfT-GiFI-OL00W6hWcbQwmW1z_zhClwi/s400/Picture+72.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425972223719856466" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Oh the infamous "race card" - the card that all black people seem to pull out when all else fails. The card that supposedly applies to any and all situations when you feel the slightest sense of unfairness or inequality. As funny as this is, I can't help but resort to its deeper meaning. As an African-American, are you guilty of assuming that everything in life is a result of racial profiling and stereotypes? You didn't get that job at Foot Locker? It's 'cause you're black. Didn't get the biggest scoop possible at the Chinese restaurant? It's 'cause you're black. Got bad credit? It's 'cause you're black -- no really! Lol, jk.. but in all seriousness, does the <i>race card</i> play out in your everyday thought processes when things don't go your way? Think about it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:11px;"><br /></span></span>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-17270513023106329672010-01-08T12:04:00.003-06:002010-01-08T12:06:55.401-06:00God Does Social Networking?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ChJioU-KYoOPQu4ZzE8wQTNZRZJTCVn7aaWtIldLwgh0AkT-QcfYry43wXuwarSwi8F3RpCAQexZNrFr3qUBzcGP6XHg05rZE-nG5C45SY-pknoxm8Wb5RF3hzc4w4xV8fjTM5EV9nBE/s1600-h/God's+Facebook.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ChJioU-KYoOPQu4ZzE8wQTNZRZJTCVn7aaWtIldLwgh0AkT-QcfYry43wXuwarSwi8F3RpCAQexZNrFr3qUBzcGP6XHg05rZE-nG5C45SY-pknoxm8Wb5RF3hzc4w4xV8fjTM5EV9nBE/s400/God's+Facebook.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424431478446134690" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ChJioU-KYoOPQu4ZzE8wQTNZRZJTCVn7aaWtIldLwgh0AkT-QcfYry43wXuwarSwi8F3RpCAQexZNrFr3qUBzcGP6XHg05rZE-nG5C45SY-pknoxm8Wb5RF3hzc4w4xV8fjTM5EV9nBE/s1600-h/God's+Facebook.png">(click to enlarge)</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Have <i>YOU</i> accepted his friend request?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-32406144862064323012010-01-04T20:55:00.002-06:002010-01-05T21:01:45.840-06:00The Secret Life of the American Teenager<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxqQASRJol4wW0-0CiJPFnJhmZjOT6PHovvbDfc2NQ2TI0lPxGp4BAMDXZWmbT442dMp6hn3NE_IQlzdZyA-drQ8S_fNIeFYIhkQEVeCwmPixNXx35ur59s2PlMUY4-dVycfLd2cdpahPm/s1600-h/Secret+Life.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxqQASRJol4wW0-0CiJPFnJhmZjOT6PHovvbDfc2NQ2TI0lPxGp4BAMDXZWmbT442dMp6hn3NE_IQlzdZyA-drQ8S_fNIeFYIhkQEVeCwmPixNXx35ur59s2PlMUY4-dVycfLd2cdpahPm/s400/Secret+Life.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423455110535955618" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I don't know how familiar you guys are with this show, but I remember hearing about it a while ago, watched a couple episodes when I was at a friend's house because she loved the show, but never really kept up with it since. Well by chance one morning, I happen to turn to channel 21 (abc family) thinking that it was TBN (the Christian channel) because that's the channel it is back home, and I forgot I was in Kansas for a second. Anywho, this show is on and I instantly remember how suspenseful it was. The next thing you know, 14 hours go by and I'm <i>still</i> watching this show. Luckily, this day-long marathon they had, caught me up on everything I've missed right before the season premiere. If you've never heard of this show, or are already a fan - tune in Monday at 8/7c on abcfamily. You'll be glad you did, I promise!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-4809497892674654422010-01-01T21:03:00.000-06:002010-01-05T21:06:33.542-06:00New Year's Resolution<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7qMcR4B2_4ufZY-PcJ0pgy6gjhWJ4elq1rzryXGju-ny2RMaOLVq1GnAn-8TUh6QsK_0CBIqHuTheU5CNx37gK5JbKoZZysG4v5MsCrNgll0f65OxIJvBcyaK6BO4Z5_YPzuc8yVb_DIZ/s1600-h/New+Year%27s.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7qMcR4B2_4ufZY-PcJ0pgy6gjhWJ4elq1rzryXGju-ny2RMaOLVq1GnAn-8TUh6QsK_0CBIqHuTheU5CNx37gK5JbKoZZysG4v5MsCrNgll0f65OxIJvBcyaK6BO4Z5_YPzuc8yVb_DIZ/s320/New+Year%27s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423457426587662722" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">To be patient with God and let His manifestation inspire others. "Those who wait for the LORD will gain new strength; they will mount up with wings like eagles, they will run and not get tired, they will walk and not become weary." -Isaiah 40:31</div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div></div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-22057763587451010572009-12-30T09:21:00.004-06:002009-12-30T09:30:33.622-06:00When You Give a Child a Ukulele...<center><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span><br /><br />You see why I want babies so bad?? I joke, I joke.. but this is too adorable! The instant I seen this, I logged into my account and <i>favorited</i> it. This is going to be downloaded onto my iTouch - for when I need an instant laugh. I don't know why, but I keep rewinding it to the 0:24 mark.. I think that part is the cutest. Him not knowing the words and itching his nose is icing on the cake! Enjoy ;)</center><center><br /></center><center>-GL0</center>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-30678473094057032582009-12-27T15:32:00.002-06:002009-12-27T15:35:50.755-06:00Minor Dilemma..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOMWDW1rvJiEduYAkdRCcceCRNPqmtgZSD-rXPOnInVTgfM_NbaDSzUhBmws_Wu9Ss6GOBGkRMHP2yXr_4KEC2_0eLa0-eJpKuBj_QSK-PQ1uDyWD0eJ4bO6WzPHeYcg0FCKPWl176R5Vr/s1600-h/Curly:Straight.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 159px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOMWDW1rvJiEduYAkdRCcceCRNPqmtgZSD-rXPOnInVTgfM_NbaDSzUhBmws_Wu9Ss6GOBGkRMHP2yXr_4KEC2_0eLa0-eJpKuBj_QSK-PQ1uDyWD0eJ4bO6WzPHeYcg0FCKPWl176R5Vr/s400/Curly:Straight.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420032253751883794" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">You know how everyone tries to bring in the New Year with a bang (no pun intended) well I don't necessarily want to go on the extreme of things, but I do want to switch it up a little. The picture on the left is the current hairstyle I have now, and the one on the right is what I had about 4 months ago. So the questions remains: should I go back to kinky curls, or stay with the straight and wavy? I'm a little biased, because I kinda miss the curls, but then again, if it aint broke, don't fix it. What do ya'll think?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-3550847781093675772009-12-27T15:23:00.003-06:002009-12-27T15:29:51.618-06:00The Fast Life<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5ZJ5Z7AFHBS_YTzMhfSzKUw7-5H-ZsfVpUpK_p1rpJXtOsvdVK9teMC-ZuswFldeCJd1uch7GSOPqI9djDfSmsWwZUTXEY2ou-knijVk3XEMc_rws4S8u32dSa8f4GGKtz3HIGiIJIW9/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 59px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5ZJ5Z7AFHBS_YTzMhfSzKUw7-5H-ZsfVpUpK_p1rpJXtOsvdVK9teMC-ZuswFldeCJd1uch7GSOPqI9djDfSmsWwZUTXEY2ou-knijVk3XEMc_rws4S8u32dSa8f4GGKtz3HIGiIJIW9/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420031154636922386" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0-k8gL20BDW1XcQdVSk8EYEJYHowdvQTg0F5yvnzt1F3dx-GhkJNIuw2NlXwKUFWugsiIVkteuAs6Pt_brztb08whMv8rD-Pyk3JxYGWtsObRu9tPTd_i2efjW5Q9KA45kTeNuAkEgGyB/s1600-h/thecity.gif" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 135px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0-k8gL20BDW1XcQdVSk8EYEJYHowdvQTg0F5yvnzt1F3dx-GhkJNIuw2NlXwKUFWugsiIVkteuAs6Pt_brztb08whMv8rD-Pyk3JxYGWtsObRu9tPTd_i2efjW5Q9KA45kTeNuAkEgGyB/s400/thecity.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420031161210156962" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">..so either catch up or get left behind. Nobody can hold your hand through every stage of life, and whether you're fit for the real world or not.. it will hit you - <i>HARD</i>. Will you be ready?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-18297600310055133762009-12-26T00:40:00.003-06:002009-12-26T00:53:29.031-06:00Season's Greetings!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbUPiH_rUf3f5eqa_WXTPBQ9_qlDZehPB3hmalkTJSWtzCvT58El4jhxg4Pp7T7i7_ooovFqcgCb9t7fKw1jecMNvwbSvRAfiYc7-Fbxz_X_Hy0K9RDBxtH3y-a5qkLIOXNqKK8kSQdER4/s1600-h/Merry+Christmas.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbUPiH_rUf3f5eqa_WXTPBQ9_qlDZehPB3hmalkTJSWtzCvT58El4jhxg4Pp7T7i7_ooovFqcgCb9t7fKw1jecMNvwbSvRAfiYc7-Fbxz_X_Hy0K9RDBxtH3y-a5qkLIOXNqKK8kSQdER4/s400/Merry+Christmas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419434382605954594" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from me to all of you! Whether you're spending it by yourselves or amongst the warm company of loving family, enjoy this day and cherish it, not for the gifts and food, but for the birth of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ who was born on this beloved day. God bless you all and may this new year be a year of promises and provision for all. Happy Holidays!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-12500199581580556852009-12-25T23:33:00.004-06:002009-12-25T23:38:49.097-06:00Tiger Woods' Christmas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDO5sTeeDAuVJNgndCEpkhL6yP6cvTFduDe163sh_Op-hbqsLW_QM7QuRM4H4aS1T1JBgWqL_c2zC8-fCgJ27PH4tHqWg8NV_JsQCJRXg_lBi3n1rxE6V_Xuzmw51D6wgt7h2eZdF8PRQ1/s1600-h/Picture+3.png" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDO5sTeeDAuVJNgndCEpkhL6yP6cvTFduDe163sh_Op-hbqsLW_QM7QuRM4H4aS1T1JBgWqL_c2zC8-fCgJ27PH4tHqWg8NV_JsQCJRXg_lBi3n1rxE6V_Xuzmw51D6wgt7h2eZdF8PRQ1/s320/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419414040294887778" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">As if you didn't expect the jokes and comics from the affair to ensue.. Lol, I thought this was pretty funny when I seen it. Sidenote: Tiger has never been cute to me, but this picture definitely didn't help him either - give the guy a <i>little</i> credit! Lol, but hope you all had a Merry Christmas! :D</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-74661590131415352642009-12-15T22:29:00.006-06:002009-12-15T22:44:05.328-06:00I was balling; but not on the court..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZizaI_0Dv6wvpZ4jPnXmGI5W1yPp_AnaxgfIyAKz9QgsuYWofEjyBcsGbjuK0Hr0_pVzQthu7GNLgiXG3SMnIpbTcwFthOlsdOJxG3EzXqHWO18TQyMuvfGud9J3Fu-kAdGYcKiF_dRwM/s1600-h/Crying.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZizaI_0Dv6wvpZ4jPnXmGI5W1yPp_AnaxgfIyAKz9QgsuYWofEjyBcsGbjuK0Hr0_pVzQthu7GNLgiXG3SMnIpbTcwFthOlsdOJxG3EzXqHWO18TQyMuvfGud9J3Fu-kAdGYcKiF_dRwM/s320/Crying.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415686685006770930" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">So today was the first time I cried in a <i>long</i> time -- I need to never wait that long before I shed some tears again. People cast such a negative light on crying too, as if all forms of it are associated with depression, tragedy, and all things emo -- which isn't the case at all. Sometimes it's good to let out all those emotions you've been holding in.. you release so much tension through the form of tears -- whether the situation is happy or sad, you can't deny the feeling you get afterward. Relief doesn't begin to describe how I felt after my "moment" today. And this scripture was like icing on the cake...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">"</span><a href="http://www.whereisgod.net/stress.htm"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">When the righteous cry for help, the Lord hears, and rescues them from all their troubles</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">" </span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Psalm 34:17 </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">How comforting is that? Gosh, God is sooo good! No, really He is! Go tell a friend about Him! Lol. And shed a tear today; release some of your bottled stress. You'll be glad you did, I promise :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-57634089823514991902009-12-14T11:02:00.003-06:002009-12-14T11:09:01.594-06:00♫ Heavy Rotation ♫<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCgVRzEyrsXJ713yboK2aD4V6BUy-5ONQXRBzLlZw7B-1cFAvyGutnTn3gUn4twryoGVHA8HpYBRU2GLatXsDUTzYU2InTTJiLS9W-jldVp5_yg7lHrLzeZjhBl7Cg-S41bxa4bc3a9sCh/s1600-h/Owl+City.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCgVRzEyrsXJ713yboK2aD4V6BUy-5ONQXRBzLlZw7B-1cFAvyGutnTn3gUn4twryoGVHA8HpYBRU2GLatXsDUTzYU2InTTJiLS9W-jldVp5_yg7lHrLzeZjhBl7Cg-S41bxa4bc3a9sCh/s320/Owl+City.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415138695771954194" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCgVRzEyrsXJ713yboK2aD4V6BUy-5ONQXRBzLlZw7B-1cFAvyGutnTn3gUn4twryoGVHA8HpYBRU2GLatXsDUTzYU2InTTJiLS9W-jldVp5_yg7lHrLzeZjhBl7Cg-S41bxa4bc3a9sCh/s1600-h/Owl+City.png">Owl City: Ocean Eyes</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVOYhEgZcJ-kW7CX9RnBNWfaNhfY1vCCMPawQbbXCJkfrVBJpwkkBppaNNcT1l8y5fMZqqu5Xymtn9b_HqLWCELn-6XMLfn5imWUR5wwe1sdMovP759-2HNP7kbHs27FKAhk7y44L89Li_/s1600-h/Screenshot+Alicia+Keys.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVOYhEgZcJ-kW7CX9RnBNWfaNhfY1vCCMPawQbbXCJkfrVBJpwkkBppaNNcT1l8y5fMZqqu5Xymtn9b_HqLWCELn-6XMLfn5imWUR5wwe1sdMovP759-2HNP7kbHs27FKAhk7y44L89Li_/s320/Screenshot+Alicia+Keys.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415138690090351298" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVOYhEgZcJ-kW7CX9RnBNWfaNhfY1vCCMPawQbbXCJkfrVBJpwkkBppaNNcT1l8y5fMZqqu5Xymtn9b_HqLWCELn-6XMLfn5imWUR5wwe1sdMovP759-2HNP7kbHs27FKAhk7y44L89Li_/s1600-h/Screenshot+Alicia+Keys.png">Alicia Keys: The Element of Freedom</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Two quality albums, both on heavy rotation.. excuse me as I treat my ears to some good music; they've been deprived lately :P</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-65085174857292725372009-12-14T00:47:00.002-06:002009-12-14T00:53:46.456-06:00Rocky Road<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoBJGi0moJ6h9q7-lwH8CzAuqmBWzIcmymq6B8GrCqCse9SvDGnyaRQvWoEwCsoMi1C1b9PiTJec5h8YbB2DCzSEC9wgZ-YnLh1AvcYQXG7aCTXYO93OHf6ypc_M4tZghtNcbw038YfCv4/s1600-h/Road+Block.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoBJGi0moJ6h9q7-lwH8CzAuqmBWzIcmymq6B8GrCqCse9SvDGnyaRQvWoEwCsoMi1C1b9PiTJec5h8YbB2DCzSEC9wgZ-YnLh1AvcYQXG7aCTXYO93OHf6ypc_M4tZghtNcbw038YfCv4/s320/Road+Block.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414981445481789410" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Life is a journey, not a destination... so buckle up and prepare for the road blocks, detours, and wrong turns. Best thing about this journey is you can't mapquest the directions; the route you take is totally up to you - just hope for the best, and brace yourself for the worst.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-62862803615265794782009-12-14T00:41:00.003-06:002009-12-14T00:47:39.937-06:00Don't Be Picky...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE5JTT5caZnlORMH9ZXSizkYBN1P0nwKeZPW8_UltTvHL8ZFeDCcwEMBUMXm5rEyECSKp-dsEIX9YrUCFbUKkmGx6MPNXLpE5wHuYzYbJuuPWSDeGDBrbrc9zHgK6PEfKRTGwbai30FQRZ/s1600-h/Picking+Nose+2.png" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE5JTT5caZnlORMH9ZXSizkYBN1P0nwKeZPW8_UltTvHL8ZFeDCcwEMBUMXm5rEyECSKp-dsEIX9YrUCFbUKkmGx6MPNXLpE5wHuYzYbJuuPWSDeGDBrbrc9zHgK6PEfKRTGwbai30FQRZ/s320/Picking+Nose+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414978841974402706" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">As life brings you opportunities -- don't be picky. Every door that opens is a blessing from God. Either take advantage of it, or watch the next person excel.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-75054413642386155642009-12-10T13:07:00.005-06:002009-12-10T13:27:55.253-06:00Recession Special: Handjob<center><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fd1hqcbEuMM&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fd1hqcbEuMM&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /><br />If this didn't make you either fall out of your chair or squirt milk out your nose, I question your sense of humor and the quality of your comprehension. This, my friends, is PURE comedy! Whether this is an actual product or not, only God knows - i refuse to visit the website and find out for myself. Lol<br /><br />-GL0</center>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-34675072719173201922009-11-26T23:18:00.005-06:002009-11-26T23:34:21.596-06:00Happy Thanksgiving!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe-E9ttBF-2vcB56WuHPsAfgp2TLfJeVyvaHCs_Zs0Fu1kyDm7mWpV0dir2ShHt5IYq2ilh4OtAwv_Xp_IngMQZwJBAouh8O5uytM7_XO1IhNjl0oT64hos5c7IHL8CSHJqnPrdmpQWXEE/s1600/Thanksgiving.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe-E9ttBF-2vcB56WuHPsAfgp2TLfJeVyvaHCs_Zs0Fu1kyDm7mWpV0dir2ShHt5IYq2ilh4OtAwv_Xp_IngMQZwJBAouh8O5uytM7_XO1IhNjl0oT64hos5c7IHL8CSHJqnPrdmpQWXEE/s320/Thanksgiving.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408652517937969010" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#551A8B;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAjMjJ1i6yu0P7OMLYzG0WHJi3sQ8QdUVVcKbHWw9bKez2Hhg_81licvNUpbO5MvAXpebvWGHMdycXPBRk95uPzk0YZVFkfhbMZ9_JorPyRS2B8xDXj3ETyFoTgVVQQP8HJa4NzcsuBGXO/s1600/Thanksgiving+Status.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 56px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAjMjJ1i6yu0P7OMLYzG0WHJi3sQ8QdUVVcKbHWw9bKez2Hhg_81licvNUpbO5MvAXpebvWGHMdycXPBRk95uPzk0YZVFkfhbMZ9_JorPyRS2B8xDXj3ETyFoTgVVQQP8HJa4NzcsuBGXO/s400/Thanksgiving+Status.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408649246524065026" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAjMjJ1i6yu0P7OMLYzG0WHJi3sQ8QdUVVcKbHWw9bKez2Hhg_81licvNUpbO5MvAXpebvWGHMdycXPBRk95uPzk0YZVFkfhbMZ9_JorPyRS2B8xDXj3ETyFoTgVVQQP8HJa4NzcsuBGXO/s1600/Thanksgiving+Status.png">(click to enlarge)</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Thanksgiving! Hope everyone is enjoying this holiday and taking time out to appreciate the little things in life and be thankful for them. I may not have it all, but I'm thankful for what I got. Giving thanks to the One above for this day - Revelation 11:17 says it all :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3627660660669730160.post-15184203954170997922009-11-25T21:59:00.002-06:002009-11-26T22:07:16.464-06:00Daddy's Girl<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUu-Ij6rz0UFEK-Vm2aUTeAdfmhohUaeCJ79X7qNb8dJOiXUW1LpfLYfnpPLL8CQRgw3stMLB3DVyqRI6RiV1h6GUCqSXvyS1JBuHzafSsORTlsxOUJBbM7T8kiN40JOsFppDZ03RmDWPf/s1600/Daddy's+Girl+(Lamebook).png" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUu-Ij6rz0UFEK-Vm2aUTeAdfmhohUaeCJ79X7qNb8dJOiXUW1LpfLYfnpPLL8CQRgw3stMLB3DVyqRI6RiV1h6GUCqSXvyS1JBuHzafSsORTlsxOUJBbM7T8kiN40JOsFppDZ03RmDWPf/s320/Daddy's+Girl+(Lamebook).png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408628359415745250" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUu-Ij6rz0UFEK-Vm2aUTeAdfmhohUaeCJ79X7qNb8dJOiXUW1LpfLYfnpPLL8CQRgw3stMLB3DVyqRI6RiV1h6GUCqSXvyS1JBuHzafSsORTlsxOUJBbM7T8kiN40JOsFppDZ03RmDWPf/s1600/Daddy's+Girl+(Lamebook).png">(click to enlarge)</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't even get offended by stuff like this, because I know there are people who talk and feel a certain way about black people - there's no changing that. Racism is like evolution -- inevitable! So I just deal with it; on the other hand, I thought this was funny as HELL! I ROTFLMAO, first at the dad's rebuttal, then Darius, then the follow-up. How unfortunate. <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.lamebook.com">Lamebook.com</a> is like my #1 site for a quick laugh. It used to be <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.fmylife.com">FML.com</a> but that got old. Lamebook is updated on a daily basis and is filled with crazy and funny absurdity anywhere from status updates to pictures. Check it out sometime - hope you all are having a Happy Thanksgiving! :)</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">-GL0</div></div>GL0http://www.blogger.com/profile/13937979252600512972noreply@blogger.com0