<?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-4999830813120721519</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:04:45.085-08:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='Twitter'/><category term='Motorcycle'/><category term='Portland'/><category term='Jacob&apos;s Well'/><category term='Technology'/><category term='Nashville'/><category term='Road Trip'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='exploring'/><category term='Swine Flu'/><category term='Matthew'/><category term='Dad'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Backpacking'/><category term='Kansas City'/><category term='i&apos;m not there'/><category term='Rob Bell'/><category term='John Mayer'/><category term='Coffee'/><category term='bike'/><category term='Weeds'/><category term='Love Wins'/><category term='Community'/><category term='Arrested Development'/><category term='pea coat'/><category term='indie film fest'/><category term='Lame blog'/><category term='Traffic Violation'/><category term='in bruges'/><category term='Food'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='cousins'/><category term='eagle vs. shark'/><category term='Combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell'/><category term='How He Loves Us'/><category term='Spring'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='Invisible Children'/><category term='Jordin Sparks'/><category term='Police'/><category term='Aspen'/><category term='crash'/><category term='Childhood'/><category term='Oklahoma'/><category term='Hannah Montana'/><category term='Royals'/><category term='Materialism'/><category term='Vinyl'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='California'/><category term='Music'/><category term='college'/><category term='Earth Day'/><category term='Jonas Brothers'/><category term='Luxury Cars'/><category term='Mr. Manager'/><category term='The Sunday Rundown'/><category term='Skiing'/><category term='Colin'/><category term='Camping'/><category term='Lisa'/><category term='brick'/><category term='Classic Literature'/><category term='Sufjan Stevens'/><category term='Gungor'/><category term='Joseph'/><category term='Graduate'/><category term='Johnson County'/><category term='Ankle warmer'/><category term='Hospital'/><category term='Travels'/><category term='Matisyahu'/><category term='Love'/><category term='fixed gear'/><category term='Christianity'/><category term='A Fine Frenzy'/><category term='The Rescue'/><category term='In and Out Burger'/><category term='text message'/><category term='finals'/><category term='The Future'/><category term='Camp War Eagle'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Spring Break'/><category term='Hiking'/><category term='Polar Bear'/><title type='text'>78 Degrees and a Light Breeze</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-131468375302311649</id><published>2011-03-15T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T16:58:17.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Wins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rob Bell'/><title type='text'>My Thoughts on the Rob Bell Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h1oMBnVy-ck/TX_8kfe8e4I/AAAAAAAAALY/C66Lq3Fp2R8/s1600/love%2Bwins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 263px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584459766819486594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h1oMBnVy-ck/TX_8kfe8e4I/AAAAAAAAALY/C66Lq3Fp2R8/s400/love%2Bwins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For a guy that has made Christianity look pretty cool in the past, that is an ugly cover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-131468375302311649?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/131468375302311649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=131468375302311649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/131468375302311649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/131468375302311649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-thoughts-on-rob-bell-thing.html' title='My Thoughts on the Rob Bell Thing'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h1oMBnVy-ck/TX_8kfe8e4I/AAAAAAAAALY/C66Lq3Fp2R8/s72-c/love%2Bwins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-6728327958613645655</id><published>2010-08-12T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T17:51:58.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Manager'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gungor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sufjan Stevens'/><title type='text'>Back In The 417</title><content type='html'>I started my training as a Mister Manager at the Student Union on Monday with a team building activity at a place called &lt;a href="http://ozarkmedievalfortress.com/"&gt;Medieval Fortress&lt;/a&gt;. In short, we helped by building a wall out of hay, sheep poop, mud, and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good experience. Not at all what I was expecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the week we have been learing about the goings on of the Union and what our role is in it all. It has been good, but very long. After today I will have put in 38 hours this week! Wowzers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work isn't worth blogging about. Here is what has happened this week that is fun and hopefully more exciting to read about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind to Saturday. Midnight bike ride with my best friends through the beautiful Kansas City. A tradition that &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; be upheld. Such a good time of reuniting and reflecting on what God has been doing. Sounds like things at YouthFront were amazing (as usual). My brother got to TeenStaff quite a bit this summer, something I wish I would have done. The people that run that place are incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Chase and I went to Jacob's Well to hear the Word get BROUGHT! It was awesome. 50% of the appeal of Kansas City, I would say. That community is beautiful, and it has always been something I have been on the outside of because of my location. We'll see where I am this time next year, but I hope there is opportunities to build community that is intended. Something that was said at JW was a quote from Dietrich Bonhoeffer that went something along the lines of "don't let your dreams for community get in the way of the community you are in now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That hit pretty hard because for the past year or so I have had ideas of how I want to live after I graduate and not focusing on the community I am in now that is an incredible God-fearing, loving and accepting one. I hope that this year can bring me to realize that and I do not discount where I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Sunday afternoon we celebrated Grammy's 70th birthday! She does not seem 70. It was good to see the whole family and lay some smackdown on them in ping-pong. Yes, you are reading the blog of the current family champion (formerly held by Grammy herself). We then headed back to Springfield for the beginning of training and getting settled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night (Wednesday) we had some people over for a little dinner party. Hosting is probably my favorite thing to do. I'm not the best cook, but last night's meal wasn't anything to sneer at. We also played some Killer Uno, thanks to David. That game is insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm rockin' my first Building Manager shift on my own listening to some Michael Gungor Band. Pretty good stuff. "Beautiful Things" is by far the best track I have heard thus far, but I will have to listen to the rest of it a few more times. Things are super slow around the Union tonight, but it is a good first shift. I think I am getting the hang of things around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in tomorrow for the first time in a while, but not too late... Sufjan Stevens tickets go on sale at 10! This is monumental.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-6728327958613645655?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/6728327958613645655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=6728327958613645655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/6728327958613645655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/6728327958613645655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-in-417.html' title='Back In The 417'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-8169750996962855849</id><published>2010-08-06T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T16:39:31.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Portland and Such</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The 23 day journey ends today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our last night in Leadville ended at the &lt;a href="http://www.leadvillehostel.com/"&gt;Leadville Hostel&lt;/a&gt; where we slept in a real bed for the first time in a while. For about $25 a person we got a bed, an option for a shower (I'll let you decide if I took advantage of that option or not.), unlimited hot breakfast, and WIFI. Not a bad deal, I guess. It was nice to stay somewhere that wasn't the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The day of the 29th we drove into Denver where Zach insisted on going to REI to pick up &lt;a href="http://www.rei.com/product/676661"&gt;this baby&lt;/a&gt;, which I found in the woods a few days earlier. Ballersauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We also checked out Denver and went to the original Chipotle. Nomfactory*. Hung out with his aunt and her grandchildren, Axel and Thor. Real names. Cute kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friday I flew to Portland and couldn't stop smiling the entire time. I was so anxious for this trip, I can't even explain it. I landed at 8ish and got to &lt;a href="http://www.couchsurfing.org/profile.html?id=E76ROTA"&gt;my hosts&lt;/a&gt; house at 10:15 or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dennis was the best possible host I could ask for. Friday night we rode bikes around town and he showed me some of his favorite places to go that were relatively close to his house. In the end, these ended up being some of my favorite places in Portland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saturday, we woke up late and he let me take his bike downtown to see what all was going on there. It turns out there was a festival called &lt;a href="http://pdxpopnow.org/"&gt;PDX POP NOW!&lt;/a&gt; going on that was pretty cool. It was a super hipster scene, but the crowd was scattered with families and old guys as well. I somewhat regret not staying for the last couple bands, but I was getting really tired so left after a band called &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/songforcecrystal/"&gt;Hosannas&lt;/a&gt;. There were a couple good bands playing throughout the night, though. My favorite being &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/brainstormbrainstorm/"&gt;Brainstorm&lt;/a&gt;. They were a pop duo with great vocal melodies. I probably should have bought their CD or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The festival told me a little about Portland's music scene, and it is basically the opposite of anything you have seen in the Midwest. If you are wondering what it is like, check Pitchfork's highest rated music. Filter through what they've got and it is the stuff that you can't really listen to more than a song or two of before switching back to the comfort zone of BSS or The National.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This being said, Monday night we went to a place called &lt;a href="http://www.dougfirlounge.com/"&gt;Doug Fir&lt;/a&gt;, for a show featuring &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/nathanielrateliff"&gt;Nathaniel Rateliff&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/pearlygatemusic"&gt;Pearly Gates Music&lt;/a&gt;, and another guy but we missed him. This was a more typical show that you would see anywhere else. Fleet Foxes Bon Iver style tunes and a pretty typical crowd. The only Portland factor was the venue. It was swanky. Lit floors, microbrews in spades, and a kind of log cabin feel. It was very cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While we were in Portland we checked out places to live, work (haha, turns out they don't exist), and "where it's all going on".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Living- there are cool houses all over the place for similar prices, so it doesn't really matter where you live. You sleep there. That's all there is to it, in my opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Working- I would love to work in Portland. So would everyone else living in Portland. We'll see how that plays out in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Where it's at- I admit. Everywhere you go in Portland is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; where it's at. While there are some very cool parts of the city, there are just as many parts that don't really have much going on. Where at any given time of day you may have to walk half a mile to find a coffee shop, and it's a Starbucks in a Safeway. There are however some awesome parts that are like all of the best parts of Kansas City on every street. Some of which being...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Most anything on Belmont, Burnside, Hawthorne, and Stark between 39th and 23rd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thai Food! The best meal we had all week, for a pretty reasonable price. (14 bones.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Pied Cow. While we didn't go here, it looked to be a pretty awesome Hookah bar in an old Victorian style house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Breakfast places. They are everywhere. 95% of them are really good and usually under 10 dolla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Foodcarts. Again, nomfactory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bike friendly streets. EVERYWHERE! I was never yelled at or called names (sometimes very original) for promoting the one less car movement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Public transit. Usually great. Not having known the city, there were times where we missed our stop or got on the wrong bus. Oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Imago Dei. The church I checked out Sunday. It was essentially Jacob's Well in Portland. It probably would have been more like it had I gone to the later service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My personal favorite. Parks! Specifically Laurelhurst park. Located right in the thick of all the "cool streets" aforementioned, this place has got it going on. Redwoods, pond, leash-free area, music, and enough trails for a greedy walker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Generally speaking the green-ness of the city. Not so much the recycling friendly atmosphere, but the color green was everywhere. People's front and backyards were covered in gardens and trees. Truly beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Overall, it was a great trip. I would absolutely love living in Portland! There are a ton of things about it I could definitely get used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The trip did help me realize that there are more places to live than &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; Portland, though. I really think that where ever I end up has the same potential as anywhere else for a great life. A good city is made up of good community. Good community is created by surrounding yourself with those that you love being around. People you know you can live with for a long time. Right now, I am in good community. I plan on being in good community as long as I possibly can. Portland would definitely be a great place for good community to take place. So would a thousand other places. I don't care where I live, as long as the community continues to grow. More on this later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also, be looking out for Club is a Place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Nomfactory is a food cart I plan on opening sometime in the near future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-8169750996962855849?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/8169750996962855849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=8169750996962855849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/8169750996962855849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/8169750996962855849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2010/08/portland-and-such.html' title='Portland and Such'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-3059342477928033184</id><published>2010-07-28T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T14:09:36.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Backpacking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hiking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Road Trip 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thursday July 15th Zach and I started our drive on what has been the best 2 weeks of my life thus far, and are sure to be just as good in the coming week and a half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The plan was to drive to Yellowstone National Park (the nations first national park! who knew?!) backpack for a while then go from there to Colorado and see what there is to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A little background on the trip. Around December we said, "hey, lets go backpacking this summer with us and Austin!" "Okay, where? ...Yellowstone!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Months passed, with little to no planning, until May came along and we decided to "plan" the trip. This basically meant verifying that everyone was still on board for the trip and we made sure it is possible to backpack and do backcountry camping in Yellowstone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was. So we assumed there wouldn't be a problem if we arrive in July and tell a park ranger what we want to do. Things worked out well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I really could talk a lot about all the events that took place from May until now, but I'll save everyones time (everyone is used very loosely in this context. Being that I haven't blogged since November 29th 2009, I imagine no one will be reading this. I lost all of my blog cred.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Most importantly, LOST ended. This changed nothing for our trip plans (that I know of), but man... I loved that show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Zach and I, along with a slew of other 20somethings began working at Camp War Eagle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4 days into Orientation, I broke the ol' collarbone (now coined as the cambone) playing sports and being an athlete and stuff. Surgery, sling for 6 weeks, not as much pain as you'd think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Upon receiving the news of the broken cambone, our good friend Matt assumed the trip was off. So he made other plans. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Doctor Cooper said I was still good to go. Wootsauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Austin got a job. A real job. Jorb. So he couldn't go anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Zach and I drove to Texas to pick up &lt;a href="http://www.scootercommunity.com.au/blogs/my_life_as_a_scooter/Evangeline%20Lilly%20Biography.jpg"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/ca/2005-Honda-Accord.jpg"&gt;This Kate&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Stay for a day, drive the longest drive of our lives (2 cars TX to MO).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Leave for Yellowstone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Blerg. That's a lot of words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Drive to Rapid City. Do the Wall Drug thing. See Mt. Rushmore. Camp at a campsite called "The Wolf People". They sure have gotten a lot of business since the whole Twilight thing. Props to my girl Stephanie Meyer. Ugh, gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCXvjXY3xI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tRNNfqpiSy8/s1600/IMG_9122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCXvjXY3xI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tRNNfqpiSy8/s320/IMG_9122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499061988222361362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Drive to Yellowstone. Well, just outside of Yellowstone. We got to the gate at 6ish and every campsite was filled. All 2000. This place is crawling with Asians and other variations of tourists. But mainly Asians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCZBiw8qcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/UjDljBrOVl0/s1600/IMG_9186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCZBiw8qcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/UjDljBrOVl0/s320/IMG_9186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499063396810402242" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Moment of truth. Meet with the park ranger to discuss backcountry camping and hiking. Thank goodness, no problems. We secured 6 nights worth of camping over 40ish miles. Easy enough. Northern Y-rock. Out of the Park, into the National Forest. Gallatin National Forest specifically. Out of Wyoming, into Montana. Begin the trek today. Hike 2 miles or so to the beautiful 2H6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCaelvPn_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/7RvPglKiXDg/s1600/IMG_9223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCaelvPn_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/7RvPglKiXDg/s320/IMG_9223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499064995336396786" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hike 4 or 5 miles into Montana and arrive at the even more beautiful 2H9. Only complaint thus far: mosquitos. Barf. Much hammocking. This trip is a little easier than I was expecting. I have no problem with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCafMHXhoI/AAAAAAAAAKY/N5qRu7upLjk/s1600/IMG_9257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCafMHXhoI/AAAAAAAAAKY/N5qRu7upLjk/s320/IMG_9257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499065005638125186" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hike 6 or 7 miles into Gallatin National Forest (Absaroka wilderness is the cooler name). Not too bad. More mosquitos though. The National Forest runs on a "find your own campsite" basis, which could potentially rule, but in this case water is getting scarce and the conditions are getting a little less comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCafmNjr3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/0JDpcHMTmXs/s1600/IMG_9290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCafmNjr3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/0JDpcHMTmXs/s320/IMG_9290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499065012643409778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Preface. We are supposed to hike about 7 miles today and camp once we hit the river. We get to where we are supposed to camp around noon only to find it is the marshiest place on earth. At this point we decided to hike the heck out of our lives and get to the car and figure something out from there. Best bad idea ever or worst good idea ever? Hmm... We make it back to the car at 5:30 and do around 20 miles by the end of the day. We treated ourselves to some noms at the Roosevelt Lodge and decided to sleep in the car. Worst bad idea ever. I slept until 2:30 AM then laid there until 5:30. (today didn't even deserve a picture.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Drive up to Mammoth Springs at 5:30 and see what there is to see. Meet some British blokes planning to swim in the springs. They ask "Is it a myth that you can't swim in these?" We reply "Well, we touched the water and it was warm, but the sign at the bottom says it can melt through boots." ..."Well I guess we just won't wear our boots then!" Banter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We then drove to "Old Facefull" as the Asians say. Twas pretty cool. I wish it were louder, though. Our plan for the evening is to drive to South Grand Tetons and camp. We took a quick look at the atlas and decided it was out of our way to go there, and it was rainy anyway. So we drove to Estes Park to stay with some guys from Mizzou Zach knows. Along the way we pass through a prospective town for the commune. Fort Collins. That's a topic for another post though. We arrive in Estes at 9ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCagKHMiPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-q6vdKcbFpQ/s1600/IMG_9375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCagKHMiPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/-q6vdKcbFpQ/s320/IMG_9375.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499065022280403186" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We hung out in Estes Park with Chuck and John and others. Played some disc golf. Most importantly we saw Inception. Again, worth an entire other blog post. In short: best movie of the year. Todays picture is just cool. Not from Day 8, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCagjGxurI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QYJkW7Bu2VY/s1600/IMG_9392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCagjGxurI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QYJkW7Bu2VY/s320/IMG_9392.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499065028989532850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wake up at 2 to hike Meeker and Longs. A 13,900' and a 14,200' mountain. 15 or so hours of hiking, but so worth it. Go to sleep at 6:30 and sleep until 9:30. My kind of night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCbc6SPdhI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rWlt-9_nbT8/s1600/IMG_9492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCbc6SPdhI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rWlt-9_nbT8/s320/IMG_9492.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499066066003785234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Late wake up. Laundry. Boulder REI and oil change. Drive to Leadville aka Best Small town ever. Free camping for everyone! The way things should be. There aren't any pictures from here on because we don't have the little cord thing. Bummer Ted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wake up and go to the local Episcopal Church. 28 person congregation. Pretty weird... But they do have a community meal 4 nights a week. Once again, the way things should be. Today we discover Provin' Grounds. Wi-Fi, coffee, and Zach has found a little lady he likes to call leggy. Or Katie. The name we think she has introduced herself as to other customers. Not us though. Neither have the guts to say anything, but "one refill please."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Provin' Grounds and the newly discovered bar called "The Scarlet". Check it... 2 for $1 PBR from 3-7 every day. The thing about Pabst here is old men drink it because they like it. Hipsters don't drink it because they act like they like it. Mondays: $1 micro-brews. Plus a free concert. That's all that really needs to be said on The Scarlet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;See day 12. Minus half the time being spent at The Scarlet. Plus scoping out our hike for day 14. Also, we decided to hammock through the night tonight due to our 2:00 wake up. It decided to rain but luckily we had the rain fly over us. Things didn't work out as much in our favor as they could have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Day 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2:00 AM wake up 3:00 AM hike start. We hiked the 2nd highest peak in the lower 48 and the tallest in Colorado. Pretty cool, but not nearly as cool as Meeker or Longs. We were up and down in 6 hours. And we went slow up. I am a grumpy hiker before the sun comes up. We made it back in time to catch a breakfast deal at this place called Tennessee Pass. Noms. Now we are at PG relaxing, reading, blogging, and planning out the next couple days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Side-note. There is an 8 year old kid here who is probably the coolest person in the coffee shop. Reading Calvin and Hobbes, drinking an all-natural soda, and sitting in a wicker rocking chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He is going to grow up to be a ton cooler than anyone I will ever know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Next stop Denver. Then Portland! Hopefully, more posts to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-3059342477928033184?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/3059342477928033184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=3059342477928033184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/3059342477928033184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/3059342477928033184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2010/07/road-trip-2010.html' title='Road Trip 2010'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCXvjXY3xI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tRNNfqpiSy8/s72-c/IMG_9122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-3218229870412218150</id><published>2009-11-29T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T17:23:17.285-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lame blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>The Sunday Rundown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SxMZ504pJKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qfKFeSHriPc/s1600/TheSundayRundown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SxMZ504pJKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qfKFeSHriPc/s320/TheSundayRundown.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409696058641556642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Thanksgiving 2009 just happened. 'Twas a very relaxing break, but I didn't do anything anywhere closely related to school. Blerg. Now the next two weeks of school are going to be filled with projects and finals preparation. I emailed my teachers to see if I can take finals early so I can go home a little early and see Lisa as soon as she arrives. I have been semi-successful thus far. 2 yeses and a no. Unfortunately the no means I will have to stick around most of Wednesday (the day Lisa returns). But I am still going to do my best to pull some charm out of my pockets and see about leaving earlier still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Thanksgiving break, as I said earlier, was pretty bodacious. Hung out with old friends, new friends, family, friends families, etc. I think my favorite part was seeing my grandparents and playing ping-pong with them. They are late 60s and early 70s, but they can still whoop me in ping-pong. That may be that I am bad at the game, but I think I can usually hold my own but Grammy always finds a way to beat me. It's become a tradition since they got the table to have everyone play each other. It is tons of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;The food situation this year was ballin' as well. I believe we brined the turkey this year? I'm not entirely sure of what that entails, but it was scrumptious. Then of course we had rolls, casserole, stuffing and all that other good stuff. My Aunt from Oklahoma came in town too. Always good to see her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;We saw The Blind Side with Sandra Bullock and that one country singer. It was pretty good. Definitely a Thanksgiving hit for the ol' box office. I have yet to see Fantastic Mr. Fox or The Road, but I am anxiously awaiting a day where I get to see them both. They look wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;In other news, my great grandpa turned 92 today. Crazy. I can't imagine being alive for 72 more years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;I listened to Death Cab For Cutie's "The Photo Album" probably 7 times through on the drive back today. I freaking love that band. I will see them in the next year. That is a goal that will be met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Okay, I can't write anymore of this because all I can think about is school and how I have so much to do. Next blog will be better. Promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-3218229870412218150?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/3218229870412218150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=3218229870412218150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/3218229870412218150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/3218229870412218150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-rundown.html' title='The Sunday Rundown'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SxMZ504pJKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/qfKFeSHriPc/s72-c/TheSundayRundown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-6108118162896280416</id><published>2009-11-17T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T14:25:07.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hospital'/><title type='text'>Back2TheBlogosphere</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;After a long almost semester of hibernation from the blogging world I have decided to crawl out of my underground hideout/beaver dam/nest thing. (I  have been in no such hideout, literally that is. Figuratively, I may have been in hiding. That is beside the point.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not* going to update you on what has happened since I have been gone, but I will however give a normal update just like I have in the past. Hopefully Sunday I will give a "Sunday Rundown".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend I went hiking/camping with my good friend Aaron Robinson. I hadn't done either activity in quite some time. This time it was on public property and we had no run-ins with local law enforcement. If you remember my blog about my last camping experience, you know it didn't go so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaron and I embarked on this journey Friday afternoon/evening and arrived in Compton Arkansas around 8P.M. We set up camp at the trailhead to Hemmed-In Hollow trail. Not too adventurous, but it was dark so we didn't have much of a choice. We slept alright, but did wake up around 2 and talked 'til probably 4. This is mainly attributed to the truck that pulled into the parking lot around 1:30 and shined their headlights in our tent. That's what we get for camping at the trailhead though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the next morning we woke up and made some breakfast and got on the trail. The hike was pretty relaxing and very downhill the whole way. About 3/4 of the way down I realized we would have to hike back up, which was less than exciting for me. But, we got to the bottom and saw the largest waterfall between the Rocky Mountains and the Appalachian Mountains. So that was a pretty incredible sight. Except there hadn't been much rain in a while, so it was a little more of a "watertrickle" than it was a waterfall, but very cool nonetheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hiking back up provoked both Aaron and I to start eating healthy and perhaps start a "getting in shape" regimen.** So far I have stuck to it and even went grocery shopping at Mama Jean's natural market. And it has been 3 days since I drank soda. So far so good... We will see how long this lasts though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2 got off to a bit of a slow start. Everywhere we went either looked like Disney World in that there were tons of people there or the road to the trailhead was a little too extreme for Aaron's '98 Civic to navigate. We ended up just doing a short hike that went along some bluffs for most of the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since it was so short, we decided climbing around on the bluffs would be fun. After an hour or so of climbing and joking around, the inevitable happened... I, Cameron Wiley, a very accident prone person fell. Smacked my head, but not until after most of the rest of my body hit the rock below me. So we headed back early and once we got home and I had taken a shower around 5:30 or 6, the wound on the back of my skull was still bleeding. So, reluctantly, I went to the ER and got some &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y1kC0UwIumg"&gt;staples&lt;/a&gt; in my head. 2 to be exact. Surprisingly, the process of getting chunks of metal in my head was not nearly as traumatic as one would expect. The anesthesia however was pretty painful. Needles do not belong in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I am alive still and sick of typing now. 29 days until Lisa comes home. Thanksgiving break is going to be so relaxing. Finals are not going to be nearly as relaxing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*The crisp air and looming possibility of snow made me type "nog" instead of "not" when I first typed this. I could definitely go for some egg nog sometime soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**I really hope I used this word correctly. If I am wrong, please let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4999830813120721519-6108118162896280416?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/6108118162896280416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=6108118162896280416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/6108118162896280416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/6108118162896280416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/11/back2theblogosphere.html' title='Back2TheBlogosphere'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-1882254227372500548</id><published>2009-08-09T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T13:00:11.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp War Eagle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonas Brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah Montana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weeds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jordin Sparks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matisyahu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Classic Literature'/><title type='text'>The Sunday Rundown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Sn8jo8oAr0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/sb5pgqjndvs/s1600-h/TheSundayRundown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 94px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Sn8jo8oAr0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/sb5pgqjndvs/s320/TheSundayRundown.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368048467224604482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today's post is going to sum up most of my summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Let's see if I even remember how to do this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Alright folks, this summer was primarily spent at Camp War Eagle in Rogers Arkansas. It was truly incredible. I spent 100% of my days with kids and outside. Everything at camp revolves around the kids, and I love it for that reason. Also, everything is very open and in creation. I found this summer that is where I see God the most. In creation. God shows who He really is through other people. I spent all of my time with other people, so I saw a whole dang lot of who God is in them. And to top it all of I was in some of the most beautiful creation in America. Unfortunately, about 4 months ago my camera went missing, so I don't have a whole lot to show you "webbers". I did get a little disposable camera 6th session and I will have to upload some pictures at some point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Music I'm digging on. Jordin Sparks- &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WusW7JfPCis"&gt;Battlefield&lt;/a&gt;. Jonas Brothers- &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ScXLHgPcZuc"&gt;Burnin' Up&lt;/a&gt;. Hannah Montana- &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RlnbmZK7GxU"&gt;Hoedown Throwdown&lt;/a&gt;. Matisyahu- &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=as7Y-mCiFaM"&gt;One Day&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Books I enjoy. &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=35&amp;amp;chapter=1&amp;amp;version=31"&gt;Hosea&lt;/a&gt;. It is great. I like it a lot, but I am going to have to do some reading and re-reading. Also I really want to start reading some classic literature. If you have any suggestions let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Movies. I haven't watched any good movies lately. I just know I did not like Transformers 2. Talk about suckfest. I am however going to see 500 Days of Summer tonight. I'll report back later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Nothing is on T.V. although I am going to commit to watching seasons 1 and 2 of Weeds this week with Zach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;I don't want to write anymore favorites and similar type things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lisadennis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lisa&lt;/a&gt; is in India. I have yet to actually talk to her. She did however leave me a message the other day on my home phone. Things are going well, but I am very anxious to actually talk to her, even if it is for only 3 minutes. But it sounds like things are going great and she is really enjoying herself. I miss her more than I could have imagined though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Part of me wants to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AIX-QP6b24A"&gt;flash forward&lt;/a&gt; to December. But I am also really anxious to see how the separation goes and how God changes us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;But when it comes down to it I miss her like nobody's business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;In other news, I got an unlocked iPhone. Woot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-1882254227372500548?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/1882254227372500548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=1882254227372500548' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/1882254227372500548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/1882254227372500548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-rundown.html' title='The Sunday Rundown'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Sn8jo8oAr0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/sb5pgqjndvs/s72-c/TheSundayRundown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-8554092646039662316</id><published>2009-06-04T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T14:29:18.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp War Eagle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kansas City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Royals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>It's Been Some Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sorry I haven't updated in a while. But here is what has been happening since I last spilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I finished the semester with a 3.46. Nothing to write home about, but my scholarship is still going to be coming in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Buck night at the K with the family and Lisa. Rainy, but we waited it out and it was well worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I played Jesus for a painting. Completely against what I believe, but who can say no to being Jesus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nelson Atkins with Lisa and Carolyn. Followed by River Market. That place is awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Camp! Explaining the greatness of Camp War Eagle is impossible. But Throughout the summer I will refer to it and maybe you'll get the idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is getting to be more bullets than I anticipated. Since I have been home I've gone on bike rides, bon fired, smoked Dunhill 965, bought the entire series of Arrested Development on DVD, shot a potato gun into the lake, and attempted to camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On the camping attempt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Matt, Austin, Zach, and I decided to camp last night. Matt knew a place close by, but we still decided to drive. Mistake #1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We park our cars and walk into the woods, pass a couple no trespassing signs and cross a barbed wire fence, but think nothing of it, since it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; a Wednesday night and we aren't doing anything too bad. Just sleeping in a tent and making a campfire. Mistake #2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We set up camp and get the fire going when Zach decides to go back to his car to make sure it is locked. Halfway back he turns around and says "Flashlights! There are 2 guys with flashlights coming back here. We gotta go!" So we pour 2 Nalgenes on the fire and stomp it out, pack up the tent and run away from where the lights are coming from. I was carrying a backpack and a grocery bag with steak, eggs, bacon and bread in it. Matt was carrying a pack and a folded up tent, and everyone else just had a small backpack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So we trekked through the woody pasture only to find Lee's Summit's finest waiting behind our 3 cars. We then decided to hide in a dried up creek for our "steak-out stage" of the night. 10 minutes in we get a call from my mom saying the police called the house reporting an abandoned vehicle licensed under my dad's name. So we then decided to go out to the cars with the police waiting for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We ended up camping on my back deck. 3rd grade style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Camping Fail.&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/4999830813120721519-8554092646039662316?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/8554092646039662316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=8554092646039662316' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/8554092646039662316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/8554092646039662316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-some-time.html' title='It&apos;s Been Some Time'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-4222767047909352981</id><published>2009-05-08T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:42:17.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exploring'/><title type='text'>Dead Day Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dead Day Eve: The last Thursday of the semester where everyone parties until they pass out from some form of activity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As soon as I finish this post I will pass out from the activities of biking, star gazing, and playing in parks. Maybe I'm not the typical college student in that I didn't attend Thirsty Thursday (which I was actually invited to) but man, was it a good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Non-stop activity from 3:30 PM until 2:30 AM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My legs are sore, I have chiggers to no end, and I smell like a trash can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;This is what I live for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Summer nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Making memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-4222767047909352981?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/4222767047909352981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=4222767047909352981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/4222767047909352981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/4222767047909352981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/05/dead-day-eve.html' title='Dead Day Eve'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-7543220976698265941</id><published>2009-04-30T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:08:32.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Invisible Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swine Flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Rescue'/><title type='text'>Three Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Firstly&lt;/b&gt;- I am ready for the swine flu scare to be over. It is everywhere and nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;1 person? in America has died from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;36,000 people die a year from the real flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had a bacon burger for lunch and I am fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Secondly&lt;/b&gt;- I started doing this whole twittering thing. It is fun, but I am still trying to find the real point. &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/cameronwiley"&gt;Follow me.&lt;/a&gt; Or don't. I could care less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thirdly&lt;/b&gt;- I have become obsessed with following the &lt;a href="http://www.invisiblechildren.com/"&gt;Invisible Children&lt;/a&gt; peaceful protest this week. I participated in their "The Rescue" event this weekend, and 1 city has yet to be rescued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chicago. It seems pretty convenient that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Obama and Oprah have 312 connections. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chicago is a fun place to be in the spring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;It is relatively centrally located.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I support their cause, planned or not. They did a big march in front of HARPO studios today, but have still yet to be rescued. So I will keep &lt;a href="http://www.mogulus.com/invisiblechildren"&gt;watching&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SPECIAL FOURTHLY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This song is hilarious/ridiculous but I like it. &lt;a href="http://www.eeniemeenie.com/ds_wp_remix.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Listen here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-7543220976698265941?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/7543220976698265941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=7543220976698265941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/7543220976698265941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/7543220976698265941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/04/three-things.html' title='Three Things'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-2392155454089426245</id><published>2009-04-26T15:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:00:41.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sunday Rundown'/><title type='text'>The Sunday Rundown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:7;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SfTkiQFx_DI/AAAAAAAAAIc/KvAmMFPJzps/s1600-h/TheSundayRundown.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 94px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SfTkiQFx_DI/AAAAAAAAAIc/KvAmMFPJzps/s320/TheSundayRundown.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329135536172039218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Week two of The Sunday Rundown. If anything said in this is un-understandabe, I apologize. This can be directly blamed on last nights experience at The Rescue. It was well worth it, but I am exponentially exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What I'm listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have definitely still been listening to Bon Iver (recently found it is pronounced bone evair) but as for other new music... &lt;a href="http://www.grizzly-bear.net/"&gt;Grizzly Bear&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Veckatimest. Tracks: Two Weeks, Cheerleader, and Foreground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What I'm watching:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneynature/"&gt;Earth&lt;/a&gt; was a very entertaining movie. James Earl Jones rules and says some pretty hilarious things. Along with some great shots of sweet aspects of nature. It may be taken directly from Planet Earth, but the way it was arranged was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/69539/the-office-broke#s-p1-so-i0"&gt;The Office&lt;/a&gt; this week was hysterical and hopeful, which never really happens. Michael always seems to get screwed, but I was glad with the way this week turned out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOST was a recap, so I didn't waste my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/69626/30-rock-the-ones#s-p1-so-i0"&gt;30 Rock&lt;/a&gt;: I fell asleep watching, but it was probably funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I decided I didn't want to watch Parks and Recreation this week. Maybe I will later. I just wasn't in the mood this week, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;YouTube- &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3qFdbUEq5s&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; video is funny. "What is oozing out of our ground?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What I'm reading:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;illbred.wordpress.com- &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/illbred.wordpress.com"&gt;Jeff&lt;/a&gt; has been keeping a blog for a few years now, and I really enjoy reading what he's got to say. It's also great to go back and read past entries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I started The Irresistible Revolution and it is in fact as good as everyone says. Read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Laura showed me this verse today at church. It really is wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Spirit and the bride say, "Come!" And let him who hears say, "Come!" Whoever is thirsty, let him take the free gift of the water of life.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Revelation 22:17&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What I'm looking forward to: Breaking in my newly acquired &lt;a href="http://chacousa.com/Portal.aspx?CN=BDD282CF7BB2&amp;amp;MN=0BB282DB738F&amp;amp;BO=876EB7B2B9CD&amp;amp;P0=Unaweep2&amp;amp;P1=Bluesteel&amp;amp;P2=Men&amp;amp;P3=&amp;amp;P4=&amp;amp;P5=Z/2&amp;amp;P6=Sandals&amp;amp;P7=127JP6"&gt;Chacos&lt;/a&gt;! I have had them for a day now, and love them. The 1 continuous strap is genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Something God showed me this week: He shows me everything for a reason. Last week I said "He makes all things new." This week at church that was exactly what Tim talked about. It will be up on the Jacob's Well &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.jacobswellchurch.org"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; soon. Go to "Sermon Audio" sometime this week and click the most recent sermon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Something I realized: I have a pretty terrible case of spring fever. This past week I played catch 3 times, played disc golf twice, went to the park 4 times, and ate 1 30 ounce sandwich with David. I ate all 15 oz. while David failed. But failed with class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also, I suck at driving. I rear-ended someone and my car got rocked. My dad, being the best dad that he is, fixed it yesterday. The hood was pretty well bent up and now it is just bent up. The bumper on the other hand is never going to look pretty. But, my car does have some character now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Highlight of the week: Tie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thursday night in general was great. Samson spoke at club. Lisa and I split a pint of Strawberry Cheesecake ice cream from Andy's. We also ventured out on the roof of my house and watched some Arrested Development and enjoyed the beautiful weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saturday night was &lt;a href="http://nightof.therescue.invisiblechildren.com/"&gt;The Rescue&lt;/a&gt; for Invisible Children, and 700+ people gathered at Penn Valley Park in KC and protested against the Ugandan Genocide led by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joseph_Kony"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Joseph Kony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It was great to be a part of something that will hopefully grow to become national news and our leaders will hopefully do something about Africa's longest war, primarily being fought by children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande; min-height: 13.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also, this is my last post as a teenager. Finally, I can legitimately join the &lt;a href="http://20somethings.ning.com/"&gt;20 Something Blogging community&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-2392155454089426245?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/2392155454089426245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=2392155454089426245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/2392155454089426245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/2392155454089426245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunday-rundown_26.html' title='The Sunday Rundown'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SfTkiQFx_DI/AAAAAAAAAIc/KvAmMFPJzps/s72-c/TheSundayRundown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-3811610677141159081</id><published>2009-04-22T15:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:53:19.405-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earth Day'/><title type='text'>Happy Earth Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Se-fuPqPfEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/VumpqGQU9as/s1600-h/earthday.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Se-fuPqPfEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/VumpqGQU9as/s320/earthday.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327652501029092418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Celebrate. It's a beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-3811610677141159081?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/3811610677141159081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=3811610677141159081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/3811610677141159081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/3811610677141159081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-earth-day.html' title='Happy Earth Day'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Se-fuPqPfEI/AAAAAAAAAIU/VumpqGQU9as/s72-c/earthday.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-3383551359224112973</id><published>2009-04-21T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:50:17.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Future'/><title type='text'>Refresh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What if after I graduate, I were to just leave Missouri move somewhere? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would save up enough money to live for 6 months or so until I find a steady job, and just go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have lived in Missouri my entire life and I have always wanted to explore what the world has to offer, and what better way to do so than by going to uncharted territory and living. Enjoy life, meet new people, and work in a bike shop, restaurant, or recording studio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want to be adventurous and live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Se4_ScyFzSI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4Vvdz0Og8CQ/s1600-h/2268477878_eb62dfcb64_b.jpg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Se4_ScyFzSI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4Vvdz0Og8CQ/s320/2268477878_eb62dfcb64_b.jpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327264995422358818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Se4_SuDeIhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ndQ-PCEaM1I/s1600-h/cafe.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Se4_SuDeIhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ndQ-PCEaM1I/s320/cafe.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327265000058659346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would be okay with Portland, Oregon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-3383551359224112973?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/3383551359224112973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=3383551359224112973' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/3383551359224112973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/3383551359224112973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/04/refresh.html' title='Refresh'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Se4_ScyFzSI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4Vvdz0Og8CQ/s72-c/2268477878_eb62dfcb64_b.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-5903199672774064792</id><published>2009-04-19T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T14:47:15.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sunday Rundown'/><title type='text'>The Sunday Rundown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Setp-A-oF5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/2q2RRBLhuRY/s1600-h/TheSundayRundown.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Setp-A-oF5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/2q2RRBLhuRY/s320/TheSundayRundown.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326467498431223698" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hopefully this will become a weekly tradition. I still would like to have blogs outside of this "weekly update" thing, but this will be a staple. Something I will look forward to at the end of every week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What I'm listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boniver.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bon Iver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- For Emma, Forever Ago. Tracks: Skinny Love, Lump Sum, Re:Stacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is good stuff. Way sweet sounds from good voices, great harmonies and cool instrumentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What I'm watching:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, I watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0116282/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fargo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; earlier this week. Kinda weird, but good nonetheless. I may have a Cohen brothers bias, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This was a good week in television. The 4 shows I watched were all up to par. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOST- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/player/index?pn=index&amp;amp;showId=93372"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Some Like it Hoth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; was great. Before I thought Miles was a joke. I now have much more respect for him. Also, Hurley and his relationship is one of my favorite parts of the show right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Office- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/68395/the-office-heavy-competition#s-p1-so-i0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Heavy Competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Very funny episode. Andy was hilarious as always, and Dwight vs. Michael was hilarious. I still see the show ending after next season though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;30 Rock- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/68396/30-rock-jackie-jormp-jomp#s-p1-so-i0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jackie Jormp-Jomp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Pretty good episode. I don't really remember hilarious parts per-se, but the Janis Joplin aka. Jackie Jormp-Jomp story doesn't get old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Parks and Recreation- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/68408/parks-and-recreation-canvassing#s-p1-so-i0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Canvassing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. After 2 episodes I like it. Not as much as any of my other shows, but I'm gonna give it a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;YouTube- Going along with Bon Iver, the YouTube channel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/LaBlogotheque"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;La Blogotheque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; has a ton of great performances from very cool groups. All shot by Vincent Moon. He is great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What I'm reading:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://erikdierking.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Erik's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; always has something interesting to say, watch, or listen to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Another-Bullshit-Night-Suck-City/dp/0393051390"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Another Bullshit Night In Suck City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I have been reading this most of the semester and I haven't had a ton of time to read, but it is a great read. It is a memoir by Nick Flynn who's got a deadbeat dad that abandons him at a young age and comes through the homeless shelter Nick is working at 30 years later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm also planning on starting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesimpleway.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Irresistible Revolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; this week. Why I haven't read it yet, I don't know. But Hopefully it will be done by the start of summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=47&amp;amp;chapter=6&amp;amp;version=31"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Matthew 6:25-34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; One of my favorite passages, that was brought up this morning in a sermon I listened to. It provides a ton of much needed hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What I'm looking forward to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;a href="http://campwareagle.org/home/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CAMP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 27 days. I found out recently that I will be working on the ropes course. I am beyond pumped for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Something God showed me this week: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He created all that is good. He made all things new. We were created to worship Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Blowing my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Something I realized: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I need to buy light bulbs. My primary light fixture in my room is made to host 4 bulbs. (300 watts total). Right now I'm employing 75 watts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also, Lisa has been in Portland for the past few days. At the beginning of August she is leaving for India for 4 and a half months. I am going to miss her. A whole lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Highlight of the week: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last night was pretty great. We had about 15 or 20 people over and smoked some hookah, played games, and had some great hang out time. A nearly perfect Saturday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-5903199672774064792?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/5903199672774064792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=5903199672774064792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/5903199672774064792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/5903199672774064792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunday-rundown.html' title='The Sunday Rundown'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Setp-A-oF5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/2q2RRBLhuRY/s72-c/TheSundayRundown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-657952713251706282</id><published>2009-04-10T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:03:08.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traffic Violation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arrested Development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob&apos;s Well'/><title type='text'>Kansas City Missouri Photo Enforcement Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Can eat my shorts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On March 29th, 2009 at 5:18 PM at the intersection of West 39th Street and Southwest Trafficway, White Lightning was caught red handed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Sd9pI2LjSRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/uhpYX05HnZs/s320/ImageViewer.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323088885279050002" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Image 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Sd9pI-Zf-8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bnD_z4bXRMU/s320/ImageViewer-1.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323088887485037506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Image 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Sd9pJJncwdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/1lf4UaFokSw/s320/ImageViewer-2.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323088890496336338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 207px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Image 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Driving to &lt;a href="http://www.jacobswellchurch.org/"&gt;Jacobs Well&lt;/a&gt; one Sunday night with Lisa, I obviously ran a red light. I now owe Uncle Sam a &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/cnotemusica"&gt;Benjamin&lt;/a&gt; by the end of May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What happened to being able to break the law and get away with it? Now everywhere I drive I am going to be scared Big Brother is going to catch me breaking the rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It reminds me of &lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/12532/arrested-development-the-righteous-brothers#s-p1-n2-so-i0"&gt;this episode&lt;/a&gt; of Arrested Development.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gob kidnaps his dad and holds up a picture of Michael as he runs the red light. Michael then gets accused of both running the red light and kidnapping his father, a convict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Sd9tQwZd2pI/AAAAAAAAAHg/fzymwY437_o/s320/Picture+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323093419212266130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Image 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Sd9tRMfiklI/AAAAAAAAAHo/rSqH-I_xInc/s320/Picture+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323093426753933906" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Image 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4999830813120721519-657952713251706282?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/657952713251706282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=657952713251706282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/657952713251706282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/657952713251706282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/04/kansas-city-missouri-photo-enforcement_10.html' title='Kansas City Missouri Photo Enforcement Program'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Sd9pI2LjSRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/uhpYX05HnZs/s72-c/ImageViewer.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-7401985062922394283</id><published>2009-04-03T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T12:56:43.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fixed gear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crash'/><title type='text'>Bike Wreck</title><content type='html'>After 10 months of riding my bike pretty aggressively through traffic and such, today on the way to Philosophy I was hit by a car.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I am the one who was hit, I'm saying it is the dude in the Buick's fault. But it is probably just as much mine as his.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the story folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am riding West on Grand getting ready to turn right onto John Q. Hammons Parkway. The cars are stopped at the light, so like every other day, I pass them on the right and make sure none of them are turning by checking for turn signals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The light turns green as I am passing the last 2 cars in line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, no one was planning on turning right. That is to say, legally. (No turn signals were used). The second car in line decides to turn as I am passing him. He proceeds to side-swipe me and drive off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This incident leaves me with a nice bent pair of handlebars, an out-of-true front wheel and a couple nice scrapes to show for it. My bike is still in working order, but this does give me another reason to look into new parts. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of my rigorous route.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SdZp2kW__ZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/b6qotHUOKkE/s320/Picture+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320556395978816914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-7401985062922394283?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/7401985062922394283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=7401985062922394283' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/7401985062922394283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/7401985062922394283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/04/bike-wreck.html' title='Bike Wreck'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SdZp2kW__ZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/b6qotHUOKkE/s72-c/Picture+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-2480221995023834343</id><published>2009-04-02T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T15:15:13.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinyl'/><title type='text'>Vinyl Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Monday, I bought a Pioneer PL-15D II on Ebay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Holy smokes. I can see why my dad spent all of his money on vinyl in high school. Yesterday the player came, so I decided to check out the local record shop, Stick it in Your Ear. There I got 3 albums. The Shins'-Oh, Inverted World. Michael Jackson's-Thriller (original) and my personal favorite The Beatles' Sergeant Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band (original).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SdU4p4pFC6I/AAAAAAAAAG4/cD4H5_acOMs/s320/IMG_1965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320220827038583714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-2480221995023834343?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/2480221995023834343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=2480221995023834343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/2480221995023834343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/2480221995023834343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/04/vinyl-love.html' title='Vinyl Love'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SdU4p4pFC6I/AAAAAAAAAG4/cD4H5_acOMs/s72-c/IMG_1965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-698436720497286602</id><published>2009-03-20T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:06:21.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skiing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aspen'/><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/ScO-zrpDxEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/I2KqH4yUYdQ/s1600-h/aspen_valley_at_night.jpg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/ScO-zrpDxEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/I2KqH4yUYdQ/s400/aspen_valley_at_night.jpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315301780324860994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aspen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-698436720497286602?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/698436720497286602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=698436720497286602' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/698436720497286602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/698436720497286602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/ScO-zrpDxEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/I2KqH4yUYdQ/s72-c/aspen_valley_at_night.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-621946340509241570</id><published>2009-03-18T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:07:55.255-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polar Bear'/><title type='text'>Spring, Sprang, Sprung</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With the coming of spring, many great things occur. Flowers begin to bloom, everyone seems to be in a better mood, girls start wearing their sundresses and guys their cutoff shorts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everyone is relatively happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Until you encounter the dreaded Bradford Pear Tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/ScEWLYZDyaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/2_hmsWU-iTU/s320/bradfordpear.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314553420055824802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You have all seen these trees. They look very pretty. In fact, I enjoy seeing one of these. The look of the tree is not what I have a problem with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No, my problem is with the smell. These trees smell like dog poop mixed with fish that has been sitting in a hot garage for days. They make me want to vomit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday I had to work the "Safer Spring Break" fair. Basically Taylor Health and Wellness Center decided to hand out more condoms, tampons, sunscreen, and maroon t-shirts that read "Most Bears decide not to drink" than usual. I pushed play on an iPod and read &lt;a href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0393051390.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;my book&lt;/a&gt; for 5 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In turn I got this gem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/ScEXrQ6y0TI/AAAAAAAAAFw/6lEyIsPHpo0/s320/burn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314555067317276978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finally, last night I went to my friend Blaise's apartment to watch a movie and smoke hookah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/ScEYX7heaYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QA07uVXLlO4/s320/synecdoche+new+york.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314555834668050818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If this movie were put in a blow-your-mind competition with Donnie Darko (or any other cult classic un-understandable movie ever released) Syecdoche, New York would win without a doubt. Phillip Symour-Hoffman is one of my favorite actors, and he does his absolute best in this. Not to mention I paid attention to the max and still have surface ideas of how to interpret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In other news, my pandacam (set on polar bear mode) showed me this yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/ScEbil5FNKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/N20qcJHAIg4/s320/Picture+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314559316374926498" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That bear killed something, and I caught it on tape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-621946340509241570?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/621946340509241570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=621946340509241570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/621946340509241570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/621946340509241570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-sprang-sprung.html' title='Spring, Sprang, Sprung'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/ScEWLYZDyaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/2_hmsWU-iTU/s72-c/bradfordpear.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-9091806201732601665</id><published>2009-03-08T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:07:33.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In and Out Burger'/><title type='text'>Double Double, Extra Toast, Animal Style, Please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SbRPOnu7XCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T4yNXpuEpMM/s1600-h/09burger.jpg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SbRPOnu7XCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T4yNXpuEpMM/s320/09burger.jpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310956973179231266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would drive a thousand miles for one of these and some fries. Well done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-9091806201732601665?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/9091806201732601665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=9091806201732601665' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/9091806201732601665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/9091806201732601665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/double-double-extra-toast-animal-style.html' title='Double Double, Extra Toast, Animal Style, Please.'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SbRPOnu7XCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T4yNXpuEpMM/s72-c/09burger.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-856081641215885350</id><published>2009-03-06T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:02:44.616-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Fine Frenzy'/><title type='text'>I Usually Hate Female Singers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But the chorus to this song is dang good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1f1o6Q5lQJo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1f1o6Q5lQJo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-856081641215885350?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/856081641215885350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=856081641215885350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/856081641215885350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/856081641215885350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-usually-hate-female-singers.html' title='I Usually Hate Female Singers...'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-4654212536187732520</id><published>2009-03-06T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:55:51.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob&apos;s Well'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Center My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For I would love this life and to see good days.&lt;br /&gt;So let me refrain my tongue from evil, my lips from speaking deceit.&lt;br /&gt;Let me turn my heart towards You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let me seek peace and pursue it as I follow You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the eyes of the Lord are on the righteous and Your ears are open to their prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You are open to their prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You are open to our prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You are open to our prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Open to our prayers.&lt;/span&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/4999830813120721519-4654212536187732520?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/4654212536187732520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=4654212536187732520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/4654212536187732520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/4654212536187732520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/center-my-heart.html' title='Center My Heart'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-8621195312263042613</id><published>2009-03-05T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T07:23:32.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><title type='text'>In Your Atmosphere</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oG7ltZ4dg2A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/oG7ltZ4dg2A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-8621195312263042613?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/8621195312263042613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=8621195312263042613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/8621195312263042613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/8621195312263042613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-your-atmosphere.html' title='In Your Atmosphere'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-7246534793490410865</id><published>2009-03-04T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T07:10:18.575-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinyl'/><title type='text'>7 Days Down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;40 to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I haven't been on Facebook for a week. This has proven to be a much more difficult task than I had thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know what you are thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cameron, you are always on the Facebooks! What are you doing on the internet if you aren't on Facebook?&lt;/blockquote&gt;Well cynical reader, I have been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;looking into vintage &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;item=230328275908"&gt;turntables&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;checkin' out &lt;a href="http://www.fixedgeargallery.com/"&gt;sweet bikes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;watching &lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/arrested-development"&gt;Arrested Development&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;learning about Google. (Check it out... http://www.google.com keyword search, keyword America Online)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am at work now, and there is a 'Google certified teacher' giving a presentation about teaching in the 21st century. She is bringing up some really cool points, but I am glad that I wasn't taught in the 21st century. I remember watching the &lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/clock/upload/2006/11/a1%20MissFrizzle.gif"&gt;Magic School Bus&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.pulaski.k12.ga.us/hhs/images/BillNye.jpg"&gt;Bill Nye the Science Guy&lt;/a&gt;, and of course &lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/2_geordilaforge2367.jpg"&gt;Reading Rainbow&lt;/a&gt;. I even remember watching some science videos on &lt;a href="http://content.answers.com/main/content/img/CDE/_LDISC.GIF"&gt;laser disc&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If I were in 3rd grade right now, and my teacher wanted me to turn in all my assignments via gmail, or collaborate with my classmates via &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/d/d5/No_sign.svg/600px-No_sign.svg.png"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; I would think the was the worst teacher ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This lady is talking about teaching through Google outside of school. That would be the absolute worst thing that could ever happen to an elementary school kid. Once I am done with school, I am done. If I were expected to check some google group discussing my class project on caves, I would hate school more than I would have previously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think that everything should come with age, and kids don't need email addresses or the responsibility of keeping up with technology until they feel like they are ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Unless they feel like they need a cell phone at the ripe old age of 9. Kids don't need a cell phone until high school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maybe I am 'old fashioned', but let kids be kids! Play in the dirt, build a tree house, loathe the opposite gender, make fart jokes, build forts, play video games, watch cartoons, eat chips, rebel, build legos, cry, watch &lt;a href="http://jannawong.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/power-rangers_turboranger.jpg"&gt;fighting shows&lt;/a&gt; you aren't allowed to watch, read comic books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Once I am a parent, I will want my kids to experience the childhood fun, but I want them to be able to discern what is right and wrong. I want them to experience rebellion, but only to the extent that they will get a rush from it, but know that I want what is best for them and rebelling is not best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Who knows though, by the time I have kids there will probably be completely new temptations for kids that I will have no idea about. I guess I will cross that bridge when I come to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:end rant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Sa6XxtAEfwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5Cfb5L1AXnY/s320/7a48_1.JPG.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309347890865667842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That baby is a gem. Match that with a little Ryan Adams vinyl and I will be one happy kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-7246534793490410865?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/7246534793490410865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=7246534793490410865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/7246534793490410865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/7246534793490410865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/7-days-down.html' title='7 Days Down...'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/Sa6XxtAEfwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5Cfb5L1AXnY/s72-c/7a48_1.JPG.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-1883776163677286358</id><published>2009-02-01T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:59:35.619-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How He Loves Us'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>How He Loves Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lord, if it would shake the youth of the nation, I would give my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A man named Stephen prayed this prayer 4 years ago and died later that night. The next morning his best friend wrote a song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The song was not the writers song. The song is a fulfillment to Stephen's prophecy. The prophecy to shake the youth of the nation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The song tells a story that needs to be heard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not that Steven died. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not to make an emotional impact on people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No, this song needs to be heard because it tells of a Greater Love; a grace; a mercy; a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;jealousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; that the Creator of the all things has for us. The Creator of those who love us. The Creator of those we love. The Creator of Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Chx6s3qXKt4"&gt;How He Loves Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jealous &lt;/span&gt;for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree, bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory, and I realize just how beautiful You are and how great Your affections are for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh! How He loves us so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh! How He loves us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How He loves us so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We are his portion and He is our prize, drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If grace is an ocean we're all sinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So Heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss, and my heart turns violently inside of my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't have time to maintain these regrets, when I think about the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That he loves us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Woah! How He loves us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Whoa! How He loves us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Woah! How He loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I remember the first time I heard this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was meeting with a friend, who had just recently become a Christian, at a church called &lt;a href="http://kcboilerroom.com/"&gt;The Boiler Room&lt;/a&gt;. I had been friends with him since Junior High, but had never witnessed to him. He grew up in the Catholic faith with his family, but had never been exposed to "Christianity" in the sense that The Boiler Room lives by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He was shown a love that he had never seen before that winter. He now lives with a joy that can only be credited to Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Praise God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The concept of loving like Jesus loved is one that was lost a long time ago. Christianity has become something that I am convinced Jesus would loathe. It has become a judgmental, selfish, corporate machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A Brother Who Sins Against You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-23741" class="sup" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"If your brother sins against you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; go and show him his fault, just between the two of you. If he listens to you, you have won your brother over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-23742" class="sup" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But if he will not listen, take one or two others along, so that 'every matter may be established by the testimony of two or three witnesses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-23743" class="sup" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If he refuses to listen to them, tell it to the church; and if he refuses to listen even to the church, treat him as you would a pagan or a tax collector.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is an interesting passage where Jesus tells us how we are supposed to treat those who sin against us. I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Verse 17 is probably my favorite. "tell it to the church". This does not mean get in front of the church as we think of it today. Do not prepare a powerpoint showing all the sins your brother has committed against you. Do not stand at a pulpit or on a stage. Bring it to the church of those who love your brother. Not those who judge your brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If your brother chooses not to listen to those that love him, treat him as you would a pagan or a tax collector.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Remember, this is Jesus talking. How did &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; treat pagans or tax collectors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He loved them more than we can imagine. He hung out with them all the time. Through the love He showed them, they saw what life was all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If I can show the smallest fraction of the way Jesus loved through my life, I can somehow make an impact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-1883776163677286358?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/1883776163677286358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=1883776163677286358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/1883776163677286358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/1883776163677286358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-he-loves-us.html' title='How He Loves Us'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-2752263501767862160</id><published>2009-01-28T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:53:04.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SYE2KiMpEuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0RMU4TJV6_U/s1600-h/grilled-cheese-invitatational-oakland.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 362px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SYE2KiMpEuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0RMU4TJV6_U/s400/grilled-cheese-invitatational-oakland.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296574191370834658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-2752263501767862160?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/2752263501767862160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=2752263501767862160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/2752263501767862160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/2752263501767862160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SYE2KiMpEuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/0RMU4TJV6_U/s72-c/grilled-cheese-invitatational-oakland.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-6428436498890109330</id><published>2009-01-28T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:38:53.539-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motorcycle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nashville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><title type='text'>Midlife Confidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The day has come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SYCxLdLYAkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0nAl8p23dgc/s1600-h/bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SYCxLdLYAkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0nAl8p23dgc/s320/bike.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296427972156719682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My dad got a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MP7WJDYkVwQ"&gt;motorcy...cle&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;I haven't seen it yet, but it looks sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jack Wiley is "the cool dad". Not the lame cool (lets you do whatever you want and has no authority over you.) But the actual cool. The "I want to be friends with this guy" cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Example. He emailed me yesterday a link to a recording workshop in Nashville and wants me to go with a couple buddies. He wants me to skip school for something I care about and want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I bet your dad didn't do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-6428436498890109330?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/6428436498890109330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=6428436498890109330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/6428436498890109330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/6428436498890109330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/01/midlife-confidence.html' title='Midlife Confidence'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SYCxLdLYAkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0nAl8p23dgc/s72-c/bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-6183578774850560907</id><published>2009-01-07T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:18:06.926-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Materialism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnson County'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luxury Cars'/><title type='text'>Superior Materialism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I drive a 1992 Lexus ES300. Also known as a 1992 Toyota Camry. It is nothing to write home about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was recently scuffed up by my main man David Matthew Fiser. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It dies when it is in reverse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The drivers side door doesn't lock. (Go ahead, steal it.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The back right speaker produces no sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Big deal. It still runs so I could really care less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I had to go to Superior Lexus to get a spare key made. 40 bones. Why so expensive? So this guy can get paid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SWUFyPcMOWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OJV4-F7CD14/s320/IMAGE_064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288639698112887138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Your team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(Sorry about the glare and camera phone quality.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This "Superior Auto Mall" is filled with Johnson County Soccer Moms, North Face'd out, proudly sporting their '09 Lexus RX350. Probably enjoying a cliff bar and going home to organic sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It makes me physically sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If I ever become one of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt;, run me over with a Hummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-6183578774850560907?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/6183578774850560907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=6183578774850560907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/6183578774850560907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/6183578774850560907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2009/01/superior-materialism.html' title='Superior Materialism'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SWUFyPcMOWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OJV4-F7CD14/s72-c/IMAGE_064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-5331320022254088907</id><published>2008-12-24T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:50:47.248-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob&apos;s Well'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oklahoma'/><title type='text'>untitled Christmas blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am down to my last 5 m&amp;amp;m's. Green, yellow, yellow, blue, blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I didn't realize I would be in the sweetest Best Western ever on Christmas eve, so I didn't even think to bring my swimming suit to Oklahoma. If I had that everything would be different right about now. I would be soakin' it up in a hot tub with my soul mate. Or maybe with my 5 m&amp;amp;m's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I spent most of the day in a car today, and I am okay with that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't get car sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had a great playlist going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My great-grandpa kept me company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I worked on a second ankle warmer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We arrived in Chickasha, Oklahoma at 6 at night, only to find my brother leaning over a toilet, puking some kind of nasty. He is okay, just not feeling too great. So we ate some pork roast while he slept in the bathroom. He sleeps with his eyes half-open too. That is creepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am down to 4. Green, yellow, yellow, blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I spent some time with the family after dinner then head out to Best Western room 114. Christmas Eve at its finest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But hey, at least we have a place to stay. My aunt has a house full of her kids and granddaughters. So I am glad to be in an "Inn" (for christmas wit purposes).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This past Sunday at &lt;a href="http://jacobswellchurch.org/"&gt;Jacob's Well&lt;/a&gt; the pastor talked about Joseph's role in Jesus' birth. He really brought up some great points I hadn't thought much about. I suggest taking a listen once they put it on their website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Green, yellow, blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The hotel is essentially empty. I think I could get away with some Christmas Morning skinny dipping. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-5331320022254088907?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/5331320022254088907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=5331320022254088907' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/5331320022254088907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/5331320022254088907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2008/12/12252008-1249-am.html' title='untitled Christmas blog'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-538464576157946723</id><published>2008-12-22T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:05:50.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't tell a lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I was supposed to write a blog about how much fun I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It is too bad that I had a great night and can't muster up the courage to tell a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-538464576157946723?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/538464576157946723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=538464576157946723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/538464576157946723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/538464576157946723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-tell-lie.html' title='I can&apos;t tell a lie'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-4786131969059125696</id><published>2008-12-19T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:38:37.328-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><title type='text'>Total BFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday I got to spend some quality time with my good friend, Colin. It was so good to reconnect with him after a few months apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There are friendships that get weird over time because some people change so much that it is nearly impossible to find a commonplace with them. A place where you can really connect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Colin has changed what he does, but not who he is. I respect that. More than I can really say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1996- I meet Colin in our third grade class. We hang out and blow stuff up and jump out of swings with &lt;a href="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m275/jogi21/default/moon_shoes_girl.jpg"&gt;moon shoes&lt;/a&gt; on. We would also freeze his sister's &lt;a href="http://responsiblechina.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/barbie.jpg"&gt;Barbies&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2001- Colin gets into the art scene. Mainly drawing if I remember correctly. He also discovers &lt;a href="http://pacificnwcostume.com/images/chainmail.jpg"&gt;chainmail&lt;/a&gt;. This takes up most of his life. He also begins to ride one of &lt;a href="http://blog.kabsurf.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/adams.jpg"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; bad boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2003- Still into skateboards. Not as much chainmail. A whole lot more art. For some reason a memory of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tony_Hawk's_Underground"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; game sticks out in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2005- We go to different schools now. He begins to get awesome at &lt;a href="http://www.iaaf.org/mm/photo/competitions/worldchampionships/41337_w600xh400.jpg"&gt;Pole Vaulting&lt;/a&gt;. He gets even better at art. Specifically graffiti stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2007- Both Colin and I graduate high school. We hang out a ton. He goes to &lt;a href="http://www.apu.edu/"&gt;APU&lt;/a&gt; on an art and pole vaulting scholarship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2008- After knowing the kid for 12 years (maybe more) I can honestly say that he is a true friend. I couldn't say enough about him to do him justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I visited him over spring break this year out in LA and had the best week of my life. We beached. We camped. We biked. We Hollywooded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He is currently really into &lt;a href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/04/29/nyregion/thecity/gear395.jpg"&gt;fixed gear bikes&lt;/a&gt;. He got me into them too, and I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SUyhIDbEWlI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zfF7TVwZCWY/s320/n504084662_340648_2993.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281773622728612434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And to think, I didn't even begin to talk about him hitting me in the face with a shovel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-4786131969059125696?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/4786131969059125696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=4786131969059125696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/4786131969059125696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/4786131969059125696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2008/12/total-bff.html' title='Total BFF'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SUyhIDbEWlI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zfF7TVwZCWY/s72-c/n504084662_340648_2993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-1542896929572000992</id><published>2008-12-17T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:10:08.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ankle warmer'/><title type='text'>Knitta Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SUm8CfiucDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/43A_5f80kF0/s1600-h/Photo+318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SUm8CfiucDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/43A_5f80kF0/s320/Photo+318.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280958789081526322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I learned to knit. Kinda. I made an ankle warmer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SUm8CfUxUTI/AAAAAAAAADw/555iMJcB8QM/s1600-h/Photo+317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SUm8CfUxUTI/AAAAAAAAADw/555iMJcB8QM/s320/Photo+317.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280958789022994738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ballin to the max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Finals are done. I just have to present something tomorrow that I made in my media class. It is basically a glorified photo album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My cousin Courtney is having another baby girl. I will now have 5 total cousins. Family reunions are pretty uneventful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Christmas break is gonna be fun. I love Kansas City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-1542896929572000992?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/1542896929572000992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=1542896929572000992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/1542896929572000992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/1542896929572000992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-learned-to-knit.html' title='Knitta Please'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/SUm8CfiucDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/43A_5f80kF0/s72-c/Photo+318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-381030210136298337</id><published>2008-12-13T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T02:45:02.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pea coat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='text message'/><title type='text'>my next post will not have anything to do with a movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Well, the day has come. I have been 100% opposed to this since I first heard about it last year. It took a lot of convincing, but I saw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9:12 PM Lisa Dennis "Please go to twilight so we can make fun of it together."&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9:13 PM Cameron Wiley ":) okay.. What time?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay, so it didn't take a lot of convincing. The idea had been brought up the day before though, so I had a day to mull it over. Though eights of fourteens of reasons why I shouldn't see it came up, and only ones of twos as to why I should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;I saw it none the less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am not going to go as far to say that I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;liked&lt;/span&gt; the movie as a whole, I did enjoy parts though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fight scenes were pretty ballin'. Fashion was great, aside from a few of Bella's shirts and boots. Let's just say I would &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; date her. Very book-wormy, weird, "I eat tofu cause I think it is cool" kind of girl. Forks Washington was pretty sweet. And best of all, the Cullen's house. Bankmoneyballersauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I feel like I have been way too positive so far. All of the things I listed above were only good on the technical side of the movie. Acting: suckfest. Every time Edward made that stupid face I couldn't help but think of the recent &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4pXfHLUlZf4"&gt;SNL Digital Short&lt;/a&gt;. Bella should not have "cool friends". That's all that needs to be said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Who's team am I on? &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/media/rm3824194816/ch0062503"&gt;Jaspers&lt;/a&gt; team. Hands down. Definitely the most awkward character slash in a perfect world he is totally going to tear in to Bella. He will eat her up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know what you are thinking, "Cameron, you thought the movie was cool, are you going to read the books? They are sooo much better." My answer to that? "HECKS NAH!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I will however see the other movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;On a side note: if someone can find me a grey coat similar to that of Edward's, I would be very appreciative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-381030210136298337?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/381030210136298337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=381030210136298337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/381030210136298337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/381030210136298337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-next-post-will-not-have-anything-to.html' title='my next post will not have anything to do with a movie'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4999830813120721519.post-1334472513462903061</id><published>2008-12-10T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:47:01.800-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in bruges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m not there'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indie film fest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eagle vs. shark'/><title type='text'>indie movies suck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am at work from 4:30 until 11 today. Today's event is an "indie film festival". I hate that it is called that. I know there are people here because it is called "indie film festival". They could care less what movies are playing. The movies are supposed to be good, too. They are called: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Bruges&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rick&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm Not There. &lt;/span&gt;I am not in a movie watching mood. Especially not an indie movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eagle vs. Shark&lt;/span&gt; over the past few days through Netflix on my computer. (Which it rules now that it is Mac compatible.) But it sucked. 2 and a half stars. Tops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm gonna go get paid to poop now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4999830813120721519-1334472513462903061?l=cameronwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/1334472513462903061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4999830813120721519&amp;postID=1334472513462903061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/1334472513462903061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4999830813120721519/posts/default/1334472513462903061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronwiley.blogspot.com/2008/12/indie-movies-suck.html' title='indie movies suck'/><author><name>Cameron Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10276232873852413811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iuhBaI97rJw/TFCB4aFhG5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/X4xgbgHxrzY/S220/IMG_9312.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
