<?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-817650779401941935</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:51:34.449-07:00</updated><category term='Energy Therapy'/><category term='sister'/><category term='carolyn cooper'/><category term='becky'/><title type='text'>the blogness monster</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to the most enterainingness place you have ever been.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-3014538909502344114</id><published>2009-05-24T11:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:14:21.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;8 MILE. . . hike &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/SW_cNUuBhpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WDd21__qTuk/s200/SSPX0174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girlfriend, Jocelyn Jane Toquero, for those of you that don't know is absolutely BEAUTIFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what some of you are thinking: "Of course she's Beautiful" and i'm saying ya i know, but let me define BEAUTIFUL! just to clarify &lt;strong&gt;how&lt;/strong&gt; beautiful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is Being completely unique in your own personal way.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is owning your woman power and putting yourself first&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is being vulnerable enough to admit that sometimes you forget about your woman power, and you have to get back on track&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is "breathing loudly" sometimes when your asleep (snoring)&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is laughing so hard that you accidently Snort! :)&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is loving your boyfriend so much that you would rather spoon feed him then let him just eat :)&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is saying "I Love You" at&lt;strong&gt; least&lt;/strong&gt; three times a day&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is loving an activity so much that you nick name it. . ."Snuggies". Snuggies: adj. meaning to snuggle&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is agreeing that you'd rather stay in on a saturday night to snuggies and watch a movie&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is getting so excited that your hands shake so much your body vibrates and your smile streches so much your neck widens and you say something like "ooooooohhhh i can't wait"&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is smooches all over your face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful is my girlfriend and I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it happens to be her &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; today so call her, write her, or send a card cause she is Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby! Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-353133166916062572?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/353133166916062572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=353133166916062572&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/353133166916062572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/353133166916062572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-girlfriend.html' title='My Girlfriend'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/SW_cNUuBhpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WDd21__qTuk/s72-c/SSPX0174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-1368083366308188423</id><published>2008-09-27T20:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T21:19:35.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DORKY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;IF ever there was a video defined DORKY! It would most definitely be this one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This video is for anyone who is a Glauser!  For to be a Glauser is to know DORKY! (thanks to mom for setting the example all these years!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I HOPE ALL OF YOU ENJOY! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ce75e6b7453dc0af" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce75e6b7453dc0af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331590216%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20D42D8204938275842CC0822CB4AEB1BB90236C.29F512E612C921475E0C42D2DDDEAB613EB8E9C3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce75e6b7453dc0af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do0D-RaaWPEf-PAULJLSmLZ0P-8w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce75e6b7453dc0af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331590216%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20D42D8204938275842CC0822CB4AEB1BB90236C.29F512E612C921475E0C42D2DDDEAB613EB8E9C3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce75e6b7453dc0af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do0D-RaaWPEf-PAULJLSmLZ0P-8w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 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You should check it out. . . word? . . . WORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K2cYWfq--Nw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K2cYWfq--Nw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-6736578025106762533?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/6736578025106762533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=6736578025106762533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/6736578025106762533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/6736578025106762533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2008/09/daft-punk.html' title='Daft PUNK!'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-3821814362930659337</id><published>2008-09-12T11:59:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:13:50.768-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Energy Therapy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carolyn cooper'/><title type='text'>Calyco Healing Intensive!  CHI :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://carolyncooper.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245198928682555890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/SMqwoqhiGfI/AAAAAAAAADo/o5VBsSmGl9o/s200/carolyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carolyn Cooper! she is a fantastic woman and i spent the last four days at her workshop and certification class! its amazing. its all energy work and its Honestly the fastest way to do energy work i have ever seen. i've done work on people before where it would take hours just to get the days stresses of their shoulders. this does all of that in literally a half hour. its amazing and just like energy its really simple. Energy work doesn't have to be this long, arduous process. Energy work is Easy! and her system makes it easy. If any of you are interested you should schedule a phone session with her or if you're in the area, go see her in person. But at least go check out her website. Just click her photo up above. Or if you want me to do a session on you, i'm certified so i'll be starting my own energy therapy here shortly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-3821814362930659337?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/3821814362930659337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=3821814362930659337&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/3821814362930659337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/3821814362930659337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2008/09/calyco-healing-intensive-chi.html' title='Calyco Healing Intensive!  CHI :)'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/SMqwoqhiGfI/AAAAAAAAADo/o5VBsSmGl9o/s72-c/carolyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-4765383497251202242</id><published>2008-09-07T15:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T15:36:41.854-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poopy Days and Feel Good Music</title><content type='html'>Some days its just poopy. But why? why do some days have to be poopy. Well...because some days just start out poopy.  The cool thing is we as humans :) have this really interesting thing called choice or opptomism. We get to choose if the day stays poopy or if it can become a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;FEEL GOOD&lt;/span&gt; day.  This is &lt;a href="http://www.davidwilcox.com"&gt;David Wilcox&lt;/a&gt; with some really good FEEL GOOD music. Check out his album &lt;a href="http://davidwilcox.com/index.php?page=cds&amp;amp;display=299"&gt;LIVE SONGS AND STORIES&lt;/a&gt; its my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/octypQuTvcM&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/octypQuTvcM&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-4765383497251202242?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/4765383497251202242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=4765383497251202242&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/4765383497251202242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/4765383497251202242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2008/09/poopy-days-and-feel-good-music.html' title='Poopy Days and Feel Good Music'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-4030863116421686735</id><published>2008-09-06T15:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T15:15:02.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweat Lodge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/SMLxH5xG6zI/AAAAAAAAAC0/EPkX10lHAqo/s1600-h/SweatLodge+old+school.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243018034280852274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/SMLxH5xG6zI/AAAAAAAAAC0/EPkX10lHAqo/s320/SweatLodge+old+school.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I'm headed to a sweat lodge! One of the most amazing Native American "spirituals", or spiritual rituals, I have yet discovered! Although this one pictured below is not exactly how the one I'm going to looks :) this is really nice inside. I'm going to an old school one. like the one pictured above.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243017707448212658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/SMLw04OInLI/AAAAAAAAACs/0o8GklvE4ps/s400/nice+sweat+lodge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the most important parts of the sweat lodge, and with all energy work, is to go into it with an intention! Tonight my intention is; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To bring into my life new, fullfilling energies that make my heart sing! And also to open the doors to my next step on my Personal Legend!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Here's a little more info on sweat lodges from wiki:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The sweat lodge (also called sweat house, medicine lodge, or medicine house) is a &lt;a title="Ceremony" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ceremony"&gt;ceremonial&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Sauna" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sauna"&gt;sauna&lt;/a&gt; and an important ritual used by some North American &lt;a title="First Nations" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/First_Nations"&gt;First Nations&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a title="Native Americans in the United States" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Native_Americans_in_the_United_States"&gt;Native American&lt;/a&gt; peoples. There are several styles of sweat lodges that include a domed or oblong hut similar to a &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Wickiup" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wickiup"&gt;wickiup&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Teepee" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teepee"&gt;teepee&lt;/a&gt;, or even a simple hole dug into the ground and covered with planks or tree trunks. Stones are typically heated in an exterior fire&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sweat_lodge#cite_note-0"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt; and then placed in a central pit in the ground. Often the stones are &lt;a title="Granite" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Granite"&gt;granite&lt;/a&gt; and they glow red in the dark lodge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During the ceremony, the participants encircle the stone pit inside the lodge. The &lt;a title="Medicine man" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Medicine_man"&gt;medicine man&lt;/a&gt;, leader of the ceremony, or elder, perhaps better referred to as the pourer, receives the glowing hot stones from the firekeeper and places them in the pit, using a pitch fork and/or deer &lt;a title="Antler" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antler"&gt;antlers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sweat_lodge#cite_note-1"&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt;. When enough stones have been placed in the lodge, the medicine man (pourer) closes the door and pours water on top of the stones to fill the lodge with steam. This happens usually four times, with periods of between ten minutes to hours spent &lt;a title="Perspiration" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Perspiration"&gt;sweating&lt;/a&gt; in the lodge.&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Ojibway" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ojibway"&gt;Ojibway&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a title="Anishinaabe" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anishinaabe"&gt;Anishinaabe&lt;/a&gt; ceremonies, there are many songs sung with a drum and rattles, prayers given, and attempts to heal the sick. The lodge door is in the east, toward the sacred fire, and there are rattles for each of the directions. A fire keeper or helper outside passes the red hot granite stones, or grandfathers, into the lodge, and puts prayer offerings of &lt;a title="Tobacco" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tobacco"&gt;tobacco&lt;/a&gt; into the fire. The grandfathers are placed into the pit at the center of the lodge. Before the ceremony, there is a cedar strip or line along the ground that is not to be crossed. The little boy water drum is often used in the ceremonies, along with certain medicines that are burnt on the hot stones. As each person enters the lodge on hands and knees, they say their name in Ojibway, and crawl, like a baby, into the womb of the lodge. The women sit on one side, and the men sit on the other. The sweat lodge represents birth and being born out of the darkness, the red glow, the warmth, the wetness, and the small space like a womb. One also crawls out of the lodge, humbled, and like a baby. Everything is usually done in a clockwise direction in the lodge, the same way as the sun travels across the sky. One enters in a clockwise direction, passes rattles clockwise, songs and prayers are given clockwise, and each one leaves clockwise. Most people get their traditional names during the ceremony, and offerings are given of tobacco, food, and other things. The little boy drum is ceremoniously prepared before each sweat lodge and tied in a certain way depending on the teaching given.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-4030863116421686735?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/4030863116421686735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=4030863116421686735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/4030863116421686735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/4030863116421686735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2008/09/sweat-lodge.html' title='Sweat Lodge'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/SMLxH5xG6zI/AAAAAAAAAC0/EPkX10lHAqo/s72-c/SweatLodge+old+school.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-2757922712353215219</id><published>2008-08-29T13:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T13:23:21.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fZRPM1Fn-Aw&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240022145373212722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/SLhMYN4mkDI/AAAAAAAAABo/3RKBO6TrPwo/s400/Tom-HanksPiano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To LEARN the piano!&lt;br /&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/817650779401941935-2757922712353215219?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/2757922712353215219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=2757922712353215219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/2757922712353215219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/2757922712353215219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-going.html' title='I&apos;m going!!!!'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/SLhMYN4mkDI/AAAAAAAAABo/3RKBO6TrPwo/s72-c/Tom-HanksPiano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-6461595665577594958</id><published>2008-05-24T14:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T14:24:53.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Press Play!!!</title><content type='html'>So my blogness life has taken a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAUSE&lt;/span&gt;.  But now its time to press &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PLAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There won't be a full on giddy up just yet. only cause they can't get internet out to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right! MY HOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazyness to the max factor, i know. I own my own home. (cheese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way its out in BFE. but its kinda nice. its quiet out there and almost like camping in a house.  Its also about 3 seconds away from sand hollow lake. so as soon as my roommates parents decide that they want to park their boat at my house I will say hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMmm the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll throw up some pics of the house as soon as they get the INET to my house, so it may be a couple weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-6461595665577594958?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/6461595665577594958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=6461595665577594958&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/6461595665577594958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/6461595665577594958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-press-play.html' title='Just Press Play!!!'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-8514757944861117221</id><published>2008-03-31T18:26:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:12:20.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Doors Down</title><content type='html'>A Story. you might get lost. but that all depends on how good you are at life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't press this big red button&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shopliftwindchimes.com/tale.html"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shopliftwindchimes.com/tale.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184067556025391682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/R_GB-dCFWkI/AAAAAAAAABE/0YzGLxUNTpc/s400/light_air_door.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-8514757944861117221?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/8514757944861117221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=8514757944861117221&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/8514757944861117221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/8514757944861117221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2008/03/two-doors-down.html' title='Two Doors Down'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/R_GB-dCFWkI/AAAAAAAAABE/0YzGLxUNTpc/s72-c/light_air_door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-8028029518537781542</id><published>2008-03-30T17:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:12:20.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BUN</title><content type='html'>It is official. We have reached BUN status. the hair is finally long enough to be updoed or i guess updone into a BUN. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about the BUN that just puts your mind at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If in fact you do not know how to make a bun in your own hair (which is ridiculous) then please for the sake of the world and your serenity. &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/video/208/how_to_make_a_bun_in_your_hair.html"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/R_AiFNCFWhI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UI0-PYoMcfU/s1600-h/IMG_0936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/R_AiFNCFWhI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UI0-PYoMcfU/s320/IMG_0936.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183680643896531474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/R_AiFtCFWiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_JrRT6NtXbI/s1600-h/IMG_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/R_AiFtCFWiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_JrRT6NtXbI/s320/IMG_0937.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183680652486466082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/R_AiGNCFWjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/JbBYP_PIw9U/s1600-h/IMG_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/R_AiGNCFWjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/JbBYP_PIw9U/s320/IMG_0939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183680661076400690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-8028029518537781542?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/8028029518537781542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=8028029518537781542&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/8028029518537781542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/8028029518537781542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2008/03/bun.html' title='THE BUN'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/R_AiFNCFWhI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UI0-PYoMcfU/s72-c/IMG_0936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-500477554304339871</id><published>2008-03-30T16:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T17:07:16.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blogness Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Blogness Monster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Scott Glauser&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been shown a world&lt;br /&gt;Full of random pics text and links.&lt;br /&gt;Where buttons open new windows&lt;br /&gt;To places that might raise an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;A new view on how a loved one thinks.&lt;br /&gt;Where you find out that maybe &lt;br /&gt;You aren't the only one trying to work out the kinks.&lt;br /&gt;A picture that makes you smile&lt;br /&gt;The following comment that makes you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;A place of connection, all the while&lt;br /&gt;Showing us we're all on our own path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Blogness monster takes its victims with ease&lt;br /&gt;It reels you in slowly and then starts to tease&lt;br /&gt;Before long you can't help but have a new mind set&lt;br /&gt;you look at everthing differently and think. . . &lt;br /&gt;Ya, I could post that on THE NET.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-500477554304339871?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/500477554304339871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=500477554304339871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/500477554304339871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/500477554304339871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2008/03/blogness-monster.html' title='The Blogness Monster'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-366849033259062267</id><published>2008-03-14T22:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T22:38:39.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapperone or wingman?</title><content type='html'>From Jocelyn: are you a chapperone or a wingman? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'll tell you the story of what happend after i got off the computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          So there i was back in the double queen hotel extravaganza. just a little nick name for the hotel room. . . anyway so i get back and am of course by my self. i draw a bath. i know a little gay, but so necessary.  the hot bath was really relaxing. so i go read for a bit. i get in about one chapter before the shutters get heavy. so i nod off. and the next thing i wake up to is elton and greg coming back. they tell me their story of how they lost david and greg. and then i went back to sleep. the next time i woke up i saw greg and david barn and who i thought was jesse but really who i thought was jesse wasn't. and who i thought was david barn was jesse. so there's jesse on one side greg in the middle and mystery guest on the other side. at the time i did not know it was a mystery guest i'm still in jesse mode. and the last thing i think before i go to sleep was i hope he doesn't fall off the bed, cause he's pretty close to the edge. so i go back to sleep. elton to my left. the next time i wake up its to a very loud whack and then a thud shortly followed. so all of us hear this concussion happening. and pop up in bed, saying in no uncertain terms, "what the hell"? and the next thing i think after "ouch" was "wow jesse is wearing alot of jewelry" hahaha then we ask greg what happend and why there's a girl in our room. and where the hell is david? who was MIA at the moment. . . i'm gonna leave you all with a cliff hanger. if you wanna hear the dirty details of the rest of the story then let me know. . .involving elton. :) yes. he got some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-366849033259062267?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/366849033259062267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=366849033259062267&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/366849033259062267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/366849033259062267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2008/03/chapperone-or-wingman.html' title='Chapperone or wingman?'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-4369316512988632906</id><published>2008-03-13T23:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T00:12:51.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexico!!!!</title><content type='html'>tonight we drink to youth and holding fast a truth. don't wanna lose what i has as a boy. sometimes when i'm alone i wonder is there a spell that i am under that helps me to see the real meeeeeee... love hurts. . . but sometimes its a good hurt and i feel like i could flyyyyyy. &lt;br /&gt;these are just a few words from an incubus song. and it really is a good hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm in mexico. i really miss my beux or boo however you spell it but i'm gonna say i miss jocelyn. :(  its beautiful down here the beach sunsets are making me miss her even more. i just wanna cuddle! damn. is there any such thing a cyber cuddling? it wouldn't be as good though. only cause she is sooo good at cuddling. I think she might have a degree in it or she's at least certified. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home tonight. in the hotel. while my buddies go roll the dice of . . . i would say love but we all know spring break in mexico isnt about the love. its about sexual frustration. so they're going to roll the dice of the ONS. thats &lt;strong&gt;one night stand&lt;/strong&gt; for you socially incoherant peeps. as for me i'm going to go back to the room and read and then sleep until the boys get back from doing the V.D. . . not venerial disease but V.D. stands for the vertical dry. Khaki kissing on the dance floor. that could be a whole other blog though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-4369316512988632906?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/4369316512988632906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=4369316512988632906&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/4369316512988632906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/4369316512988632906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2008/03/mexico.html' title='Mexico!!!!'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-5933638558347458248</id><published>2008-03-09T13:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T13:59:32.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I might share my world.</title><content type='html'>I figure i should share my world with the world. :) this paragraph is something i wrote a while ago. but i like it. it shows me where I was a year ago. which seems like ages ago. literally ages. i feel like i'm four years older than i was a year ago. is that possible? YES. anything is possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you? I don't know. I don't know who I am. Not really. I don't think anyone really knows. If we really knew then it would probably be too much for us to handle. I know a little. I know that is why I am here. I'm here to find the I am of myself, and remember what and who I am. But also become what i once was. I remember things from time to time. things I shouldn't normally remember but I have experienced them for what seems like in another lifetime but really it was only a moment ago. I have these things inside me and they will never leave. I am thankful for that. I love new experiences and life is definitely full of them. I used to be a person who was so afraid of the future that i would think about it constantly and worry what i would become and who i would be. I wished for talents and security. I have received all that i have needed and a lot that i have asked for. I believe that coincidences aren't really what they seem. they are more of a choice that you have already made. then you go through it to understand why you made that choice. Life is Life. and Love is close to the same story. Love is inside of you. either you are love or you don't choose love. I love all of you with a passion. I learn constantly always looking and mostly listening. I am who I am . Be still and know that I am. Be still and know. Be still. BE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-5933638558347458248?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/5933638558347458248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=5933638558347458248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/5933638558347458248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/5933638558347458248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-might-share-my-world.html' title='I might share my world.'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-2728499794196963015</id><published>2007-11-25T15:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:12:21.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're not worthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/R0n7vf4SSmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sNWp7qQ-nDg/s1600-h/we%27re+not+worthy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/R0n7vf4SSmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sNWp7qQ-nDg/s320/we%27re+not+worthy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136913643422763618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne's World. . . &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VQauQ6f72Zk"&gt;WE'RE NOT WORTHY!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      One of the most influential movies of our time. "exsqueeze me? Baking Powder?" Yes thats right. and we are all not worthy. Especially not worthy for CLAUDIA. mmmmm. . . . CLAUDIA. She's a babe, a Robobabe. If she were a president she would be Baberham Lincoln.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/R0n8dP4SSnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KEZkdrjm4fA/s1600-h/claudia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/R0n8dP4SSnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KEZkdrjm4fA/s400/claudia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136914429401778802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VQauQ6f72Zk"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-2728499794196963015?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/2728499794196963015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=2728499794196963015&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/2728499794196963015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/2728499794196963015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2007/11/were-not-worthy.html' title='We&apos;re not worthy'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/R0n7vf4SSmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sNWp7qQ-nDg/s72-c/we%27re+not+worthy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-9069751127179651577</id><published>2007-10-05T18:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T18:31:29.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Massage Therapy Academy.</title><content type='html'>So i started massage therapy training this week. its great. all i have to do for now is listen to cd's and fill out worksheets. i get my first hands on course at the end of Oct. and then alot more audio classes until the end of the year. then starting in January i get to start swedish massage training. which should be good. i can't wait. life if good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.massagetherapyacademy.net/"&gt;Massage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-9069751127179651577?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/9069751127179651577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=9069751127179651577&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/9069751127179651577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/9069751127179651577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2007/10/massage-therapy-academy.html' title='Massage Therapy Academy.'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-8203915656379007866</id><published>2007-09-02T11:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T11:05:22.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>portmanteau</title><content type='html'>users.tinyonline.co.uk/gswithenbank/portmant.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A portmanteau (IPA pronunciation: /pɔːtˈmæntəʊ/ RP, /pɔːrtˈmæntoʊ/ US) is a word or morpheme that fuses two or more words or word parts to give a combined or loaded meaning. A folk usage of portmanteau refers to a word formed by combining both sounds and meanings from two or more words (e.g., spork from spoon and fork, animatronics from animation and electronics, ginormous from gigantic and enormous, or blaxploitation from black and exploitation). Typically, portmanteaux are nonce words or neologisms. Portmanteaux are commonly used in scientific literature for a wide variety of technical words, such as cyborg from cybernetic and organism.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-8203915656379007866?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/8203915656379007866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=8203915656379007866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/8203915656379007866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/8203915656379007866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2007/09/portmanteau.html' title='portmanteau'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-4483798130356224144</id><published>2007-08-24T17:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T17:14:24.129-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a HOBO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DqIyOKnpUho"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DqIyOKnpUho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DqIyOKnpUho"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DqIyOKnpUho" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-4483798130356224144?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/4483798130356224144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=4483798130356224144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/4483798130356224144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/4483798130356224144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-hobo.html' title='I&apos;m a HOBO'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-7160352075880905759</id><published>2007-08-24T17:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:12:21.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyrone Biggums</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/Rs9kl6SvOrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ijnSoXJ-AAY/s1600-h/tyronebiggums.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102407505299847858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/Rs9kl6SvOrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ijnSoXJ-AAY/s400/tyronebiggums.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh. . . its friday. I am gonna take a nap and hopefully have enough energy tonight to shake it as well as Tyrone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-7160352075880905759?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/7160352075880905759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=7160352075880905759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/7160352075880905759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/7160352075880905759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2007/08/tyrone-biggums.html' title='Tyrone Biggums'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BAeawnnQKQA/Rs9kl6SvOrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ijnSoXJ-AAY/s72-c/tyronebiggums.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-817650779401941935.post-8202299176119239763</id><published>2007-08-12T18:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T19:20:37.030-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='becky'/><title type='text'>My big sister beeeeecky.</title><content type='html'>so my big sister becky just hooked me up with the blogness. the blogness that she so addictively enjoys. . . . ummm thats about it.  bienvenidos to my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/817650779401941935-8202299176119239763?l=scottglauser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/feeds/8202299176119239763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=817650779401941935&amp;postID=8202299176119239763&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/8202299176119239763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/817650779401941935/posts/default/8202299176119239763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottglauser.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-big-sister-beeeeecky.html' title='My big sister beeeeecky.'/><author><name>Scott G-ness</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
