<?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-633197071071365267</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:21:34.882-07:00</updated><category term='Superman'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='personal'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='Liverpool'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>inbetweens</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>deadpo8t</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016599853669881832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/SKRnlS9PsBI/AAAAAAAAACU/ObXXsS9WZBg/s1600-R/superman.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633197071071365267.post-8747187402096617462</id><published>2009-01-10T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:44:16.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just so you know...</title><content type='html'>i'm here now. sorry blogger, wordpress seems more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://deadpo8t.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289907587709276482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/SWmG7IQOEUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/_m14-umkDd0/s320/witl.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/633197071071365267-8747187402096617462?l=deadpo8t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/feeds/8747187402096617462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=633197071071365267&amp;postID=8747187402096617462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default/8747187402096617462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default/8747187402096617462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-if-you-did-not-know.html' title='just so you know...'/><author><name>deadpo8t</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016599853669881832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/SKRnlS9PsBI/AAAAAAAAACU/ObXXsS9WZBg/s1600-R/superman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/SWmG7IQOEUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/_m14-umkDd0/s72-c/witl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633197071071365267.post-1705804211125253373</id><published>2007-09-24T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:06:48.796-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>And so I came back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have not been to Adelaide for a bit. And its nice to be back in a way and good to see kiddo again. Although, we have our dog and cat do we've been pigging out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prove:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First night, we did a pan-fried red snapper fillet with asparagus, olives and sundried tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113749451167312786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/RvewCDMtK5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/eksUpVZJWg0/s320/20092007124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Accompanied by mixed salad with homemade guacamole dressing, crutons and pancettas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113749459757247394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/RvewCjMtK6I/AAAAAAAAABE/lfsQRcskjg4/s320/20092007125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then Kid did this chicken dish she picked up from work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113750619398417330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/RvexGDMtK7I/AAAAAAAAABM/BJQceBTJ2iI/s320/23092007137.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Involtini di pollo (Stuffed chicken breast in a very creamy sauce)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I did Roast chicken with the lot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113750623693384642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/RvexGTMtK8I/AAAAAAAAABU/W0FUSQOaQK4/s320/24092007138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113750632283319250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/RvexGzMtK9I/AAAAAAAAABc/TK4jSGofxqA/s320/24092007140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahhh, so to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/tadew.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; - if i look a little heavier when i come home. Blame kiddo =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/633197071071365267-1705804211125253373?l=deadpo8t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/feeds/1705804211125253373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=633197071071365267&amp;postID=1705804211125253373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default/1705804211125253373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default/1705804211125253373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-so-i-came-back.html' title='And so I came back.'/><author><name>deadpo8t</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016599853669881832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/SKRnlS9PsBI/AAAAAAAAACU/ObXXsS9WZBg/s1600-R/superman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/RvewCDMtK5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/eksUpVZJWg0/s72-c/20092007124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633197071071365267.post-4301737601815680974</id><published>2007-06-23T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:06:48.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And that's the way this wheel keeps working now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/Rn1QsbTgCkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DHv2aPLs0oo/s1600-h/From_One_Moment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079304678917802562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/Rn1QsbTgCkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DHv2aPLs0oo/s320/From_One_Moment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have been in reflection for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting on goals...no more dreams...they're called goals now. And I was thinking about all these things that I was going to write them all down somewhere, a scrap or anywhere but being a little too caught up with work, I forgot what I was thinking about. I lost that moment.&lt;br /&gt;As happens, sometimes a moment settles and hovers and remains for much more than a moment. And sound stops and movement stops for much, much more than a moment. And then the moment is gone...and you are left trying to recall the spark of that moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regretted not living that moment, and thought of an &lt;a href="http://deadpo8t.blogs.com/heartoflife/2004/09/doh_homer_simps.html#more"&gt;old moment &lt;/a&gt;which reminded me of what I heard on tv: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Regret comes in all shapes and sizes. Some are small, like when we do a bad thing for a good reason. Some are bigger, like when we let down a friend. Some of us escape the pangs of regret by making the right choice. Some of us have little time for regret because we're looking forward to the future. Sometimes we have to fight to come to terms with the past. and sometimes we bury our regret by promising to change our ways. But our biggest regrets are not for the things we did, but for the things we didn't do. Things we didn't say, that would have saved someone we care about, especially when we can see the dark storm that's headed their way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Which led on to another moment that &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/4463.html"&gt;Ida Scott Taylor&lt;/a&gt; once wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not look back and grieve over the past, for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And then I recalled what my reflectivemoment was about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was about living. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/633197071071365267-4301737601815680974?l=deadpo8t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/feeds/4301737601815680974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=633197071071365267&amp;postID=4301737601815680974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default/4301737601815680974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default/4301737601815680974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-thats-way-this-wheel-keeps-working.html' title='And that&apos;s the way this wheel keeps working now...'/><author><name>deadpo8t</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016599853669881832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/SKRnlS9PsBI/AAAAAAAAACU/ObXXsS9WZBg/s1600-R/superman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/Rn1QsbTgCkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DHv2aPLs0oo/s72-c/From_One_Moment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633197071071365267.post-3375137678947634809</id><published>2007-06-21T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:06:49.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>M.E. 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/Rnsz2bTgCjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNtQqjqyzZM/s1600-h/LightStiches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078710014925867570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/Rnsz2bTgCjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNtQqjqyzZM/s320/LightStiches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/35380.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Augusten Burroughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/633197071071365267-3375137678947634809?l=deadpo8t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/feeds/3375137678947634809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=633197071071365267&amp;postID=3375137678947634809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default/3375137678947634809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default/3375137678947634809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/2007/06/me-101.html' title='M.E. 101'/><author><name>deadpo8t</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016599853669881832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/SKRnlS9PsBI/AAAAAAAAACU/ObXXsS9WZBg/s1600-R/superman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/Rnsz2bTgCjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/yNtQqjqyzZM/s72-c/LightStiches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633197071071365267.post-8616408825350732657</id><published>2007-05-30T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:24:42.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all that is real</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/SWmBooab0UI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KuHxNJRL-ZE/s1600-h/fingerprint.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289901772366401858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/SWmBooab0UI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KuHxNJRL-ZE/s320/fingerprint.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I know your true passion theory about two people destined to be together, but we can't all be filled with that much faith, trust and emotion. It just means if you have someone you're not alone. You're not going to find that in some fairy tale romance. Sometimes you have to sit through low times where you don't necessarily feel overwhelmingly, totally in love all the time." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/classics/myth/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-The Myth of the Fingerprints-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/633197071071365267-8616408825350732657?l=deadpo8t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/feeds/8616408825350732657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=633197071071365267&amp;postID=8616408825350732657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default/8616408825350732657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default/8616408825350732657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/2007/05/all-that-is-real.html' title='all that is real'/><author><name>deadpo8t</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016599853669881832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/SKRnlS9PsBI/AAAAAAAAACU/ObXXsS9WZBg/s1600-R/superman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/SWmBooab0UI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KuHxNJRL-ZE/s72-c/fingerprint.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633197071071365267.post-8961738423342855659</id><published>2007-05-25T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:06:49.245-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superman'/><title type='text'>so now the will</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://artmaker.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068430304738631538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/RlaugirFX3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/oRALEohYlK8/s320/superman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have been busy of late. With &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cziplee.com/plus/moleskine.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and the retail part of work. In case you don't know, I work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cziplee.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cziplee.com/company.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Family Business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. So you are expected to do and know everything! Most of the past weeks/months has been about that, stockist to check-out boy, data-entry to pr work. Its nice to do a range of things but it can get tiring. I know I am gaining all this know-hows to run the show, to manage things. Learning new techniques, polishing up skills and all. Its good but it wears you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All this has me wondering though- about my place in this world. I always think of that. I think we are all put in this world for the very reason of making that difference. Small or big, its definitely up to us to decide. I want to make BIG differences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Superman was once asked: "Does his mere presence on earth warp mankind's destiny?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of late, I asked myself something along that same line. It'll probably be something that I will not be able to settle today or tomorrow. Maybe at the end of the road. But it also has me thinking back, thinking over what I've accomplished and how. I know there is much to do. A lot more can be done. I need to will myself more towards bigger and better things but like all things, it begins with that one step. One at a time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to will myself physically for a healthier lifestyle, will myself to work harder and smarter. Will to blog more here and there. Will to doing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cziplee.com/printing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;printshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; better. Will to make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cziplee.com/plus/moleskine.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; work. Will to spend more time with the people I love. Will to do more good. Will...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the beginning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Muhammad Ali once said, "The will must be stronger than the skill." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know I have and gaining more skills for life, so now the will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watch out world, I'm spreading my wings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/633197071071365267-8961738423342855659?l=deadpo8t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/feeds/8961738423342855659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=633197071071365267&amp;postID=8961738423342855659' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default/8961738423342855659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default/8961738423342855659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-have-been-busy-of-late.html' title='so now the will'/><author><name>deadpo8t</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016599853669881832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/SKRnlS9PsBI/AAAAAAAAACU/ObXXsS9WZBg/s1600-R/superman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/RlaugirFX3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/oRALEohYlK8/s72-c/superman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633197071071365267.post-8367696911853734704</id><published>2007-05-22T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:06:49.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liverpool'/><title type='text'>A Greek Odyssey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Was sorta expecting a Day 3-Liverpool related image by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://artmaker.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;artmaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; here but he wasn't in the moment and settled for his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://artmaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/day-3-drugs.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, but i was prepared...told you I was planning only for tonight! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067781983720267618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/RlRg3SrFX2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/G7SVBjkcmUg/s320/liverbanner07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kopbanners.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Original Liverbanner here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Spot the difference? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My very much over-quoted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.johnlennon.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;John Lennon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Life is what happens while you're busy making other plans". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For those of us who live constantly in danger of spending half our lives planning for the future (thus reducing the actual living by 50%) or for those who are thinking about planning for the future, this is rather prescient? I plan not to be one of those people, but I worry that I spend a lot of time planning that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I will do something different tonight. I will plan. In the wee hours of tomorrow morning, I plan to revisit old memories, emotions, recalling the anxiety, the sorrow then the ultimate bliss of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VfDVH1UCcXI"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Istanbul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2005_UEFA_Champions_League_Final"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. I am going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2007_UEFA_Champions_League_Final"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Athens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; tonight through the wonders of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dotolearn.com/picturecards/images/imageschedule/television_l.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; technology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. I will seat for 90 minutes + + + in front of the set (wherever I will be watching), only stopping at half-time(s). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will pray as I watched. I will not be praying for a victory though. I will be praying for tomorrow that whether we win or lose all red-hearted ones will unite for the finals of tomorrows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(To quote the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anfield"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Kop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; writer I know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paultomkins.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paul Tomkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; - all his words!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If we lose, we will be back and if we win we will also be back. &lt;em&gt;(the win part is mine =))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because in life it's always important to remember that what has been done once can be done again. Indeed, it's always important to prove to yourself just what is possible, through the act of actually doing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I feel that the ending to Tennyson's famous poem – about, and named after, Ulysses – captures where this current team resides: not yet back to the phenomenal strength and might of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Liverpool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; of the 1970s and '80s, but after a disappointing decade and a half, now able to forge forward once again, with character, with courage, as a dynasty is rebuilt: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"We are not now that strength which in old days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One equal temper of heroic hearts, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(It was a toss-up between this and the words of that other great English poet, Delia Smith: "let's be 'aving yer!") This is our night, for both team and supporters. To strive, to seek, to find, and – as Milan discovered two years ago – never to yield. &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paultomkins.com"&gt;-Paul Tomkins-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart, and you'll never walk alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://deadpo8t.blogs.com/heartoflife/2005/05/win_or_lose_you.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You'll never walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067726857815023442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/RlQuuirFX1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/GIO84A7k888/s320/lfclogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;p/s Did you know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Lennon"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;John Lennon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.visitliverpool.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Liverpool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; too? Now you do! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/633197071071365267-8367696911853734704?l=deadpo8t.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/feeds/8367696911853734704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=633197071071365267&amp;postID=8367696911853734704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default/8367696911853734704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/633197071071365267/posts/default/8367696911853734704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpo8t.blogspot.com/2007/05/greek-odyssey.html' title='A Greek Odyssey'/><author><name>deadpo8t</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016599853669881832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/SKRnlS9PsBI/AAAAAAAAACU/ObXXsS9WZBg/s1600-R/superman.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/RlRg3SrFX2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/G7SVBjkcmUg/s72-c/liverbanner07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633197071071365267.post-4680295962977483329</id><published>2007-05-15T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:06:49.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><title type='text'>Something familiar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067444210312240962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PdsS7O2HaJg/RlMtqSrFX0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/kqq2en0Tf7I/s320/the-invisible-roads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I switched back to blogger for one main reason: &lt;strong&gt;ITS STILL FREE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I've still used blogger with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cziplee.com/blog"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;other account &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that makes the transition back so easy, so comfortable...as if i've never left but that's how it works, no? How we tend to surround ourselves with familiar things? Things that, as they say, make you feel like home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Although I've always tried swimming against the tide then going with the flow, I realise now that sometimes its good to have all these familiar things in life...and so I have been inspired to blog more by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://artmaker.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. While I try to move everything from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://deadpo8t.blogs.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; to here, here's something familiar (at least to me) to get things started...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"There are not many roads in this journey, there's only one road, infinitely connected, like the many grooves of an old record, endlessly leading away from home and back towards home at the same time. It's all one long journey and travelling is what we do to stay alive. Like every road, it has its twists and turns; mine included. But with every twirl and bend and bumps, there's always this hope that things can only get better...what I face today is just a taste of things to come and with that in mind I can't wait for tomorrow but then again I can't forget about today...so its on about today then...It's late and its been hard trying to fall asleep with so much on your minds. Every thought that passes you reminds you of things undone and with every blink of an eye, the heart rattles away for that very person that you so deisre, forming a familiar face at the edge of a crowded mind; the brown eyes, those curvaceous lips, that well-known scent...it always lingers on, doesn't it? As the eyes shut and the mind drifts away to that one very mysterious place where all these seems to come true...our dreams..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think this has been recycled in most of the blogs I have had. 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