<?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-20458622</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:01:45.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TC</title><subtitle type='html'>Jesus said to them, "I am the bread of life; he who comes to Me will not hunger, and he who believes in me will never thirst, ever!"

           John 6:35</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20458622.post-7294390060836848190</id><published>2007-05-07T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:19:08.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Decent Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ3A0gMpBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Q2te4VZ8oCk/s1600-h/PICT0073+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062739787095254034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ3A0gMpBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Q2te4VZ8oCk/s320/PICT0073+%282%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'll start with.... Eli came home!!! haha.. yes! I'd been awaiting that moment for months now. And then, on Friday he came home. So, on Saturday there was a meeting at Philadelphia house ( the Brayleys ). But... before that... i thought " hey, my hair is getting kinda' long " and so me being broke... called Dyaln; who lives down the street. And asked him if he'd give me his best shot at a haircut... well.... it was interesting.. first we were gonna do it inside.. then outside... and then i realized i had good clothes on.. so we agreed on outside... topless.... ( this was one of those windy days... ) brrr.. it was a tad bit chilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But believe it or not.. Dylan did a very nice job.. not too bad at all.. i trimmed a bit myself when i got home, but overall Dylan did a good job. So, then that night i headed off to the Brayley house, to where i finally got to see my brother Eli! And another bonus.. i got to meet Miles; one of the preachers on Eli's team... and now a good friend of Eli's. So, long story short... i found &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ2oUgMo_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/v7e8w-2E65c/s1600-h/100_0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062739366188458994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ2oUgMo_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/v7e8w-2E65c/s320/100_0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam there... and well.. we were there until 1:30 in the morning worshiping on the guitar, while Miles played his harmonica. It was a verrrry nice time... too bad i had to be up by 6 the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Sunday, i headed to Cambridge Narrows with the worship band from my church. We went to one of many small country churches up there. It was nice.. but then after the service.. they invited us to a POTLUCK! whoohooo. some pretty good food. it was enough to please me. By force.. i even got to try some new goodies.... i can't remember what it was called.. but it was ok.. i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Monday, ( we had school off ) so, i went to work. My uncle took me on for a day. We went out the Hanwell r&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJz00gMo4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/teaO4ibRuvg/s1600-h/n503080210_136050_864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062736282401940354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJz00gMo4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/teaO4ibRuvg/s200/n503080210_136050_864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d. to a house with very high ceilings; we were doing a cultured stone job on the fireplace ( stonework ). And then, after work.. i went &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ01EgMo5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/OzBq4ae-tDY/s1600-h/n503080210_136056_2338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062737386208535442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ01EgMo5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/OzBq4ae-tDY/s200/n503080210_136056_2338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to Boston pizza for Liz's 17th b-day. I'll say.. it's really expensive there.. ( i still owe money to people... ) but..i know it cost a lot. ( since i'm still in debt ) And man oh man... i have NEVER had to wait so long for food... we were there over an hour.. just waiting... AGH! i was so impatient after &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ01EgMo6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/TdSaCP80vEE/s1600-h/n503080210_136060_3298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062737386208535458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ01EgMo6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/TdSaCP80vEE/s200/n503080210_136060_3298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a day of work.. and then no food... but finally it came... and i devoured it. I actually got so bored waiting.. i took a picture of my empty plate... and then i got so excited when the food came.. well.. i had to take a picture of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ1LkgMo7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/EWHr-zZII_w/s1600-h/n503080210_136068_5193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062737772755592114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ1LkgMo7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/EWHr-zZII_w/s200/n503080210_136068_5193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is actually me.. looking at the bill.... astonished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a g&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ1mEgMo8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/3jUtuUelMOU/s1600-h/n503080210_136051_1139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062738228022125506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ1mEgMo8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/3jUtuUelMOU/s200/n503080210_136051_1139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ood time, lots of laughing... especially when Liz opened what i got her... haha... anyone remember those stuffer bears we had when we were kids... you could draw on them, and then throw them in the washer to clean them... well... that's what i got her.. as a joke haha.. she liked it though... it even came with an extra pair of glasses.. which we all passed around to try on... they looked pretty good on me i must say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ2H0gMo-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Y6KJDscSYPg/s1600-h/n503080210_136077_7339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062738807842710498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ2H0gMo-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Y6KJDscSYPg/s320/n503080210_136077_7339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-7294390060836848190?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/7294390060836848190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=7294390060836848190&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/7294390060836848190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/7294390060836848190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-decent-weekend.html' title='One Decent Weekend'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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/_68LtvvxOyeo/RkJ3A0gMpBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Q2te4VZ8oCk/s72-c/PICT0073+%282%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20458622.post-3172390533118723871</id><published>2007-04-22T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:19:09.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Fishing trip of the year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RmjQGW6ygHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ax9TFWg1i8s/s1600-h/100_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RmjQGW6ygHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ax9TFWg1i8s/s320/100_0091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073533787882815602" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RmjOcW6ygDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/byErEpQ89Yg/s1600-h/100_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RmjOcW6ygDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/byErEpQ89Yg/s320/100_0090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073531966816682034" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one morning early... about 8am... me and Nick, ( we previously planned this... not that i get up this early on a regular basis. ) we went and drove up to Canadian Tire as soon as they opened and bought our fishing liscenses.  Then we got back into the car; half asleep, and i gave directions to a spot that'd we'd hit first. We went to Marysville to go fishing, to a place which once was called ' the point ' for a reason.. now it's more or less a cove... erosion from the ice every year has worn down the point, and where the point was, is now an island in the middle. So, we walked down to the place we thought it w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RmjOuG6ygEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7_wOzCImNMI/s1600-h/100_0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RmjOuG6ygEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7_wOzCImNMI/s320/100_0095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073532271759360066" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ould be best to start fishing, we waded through the long dead grass. Finally we got to a nice place, where the hill wasn't so steep ( i got some good pictures. ) And then i put a worm on my hook and started the great hunt!  Nick decided to try some fancy looking rubber thing.... ( i thought it looked kinda funny... ) We waited... and waited... and waited... Nothing. So, then we switched sides... and well.. guess who was the first to catch a fish? ME! hahahaha. yeah, that's right. The guy with the cheaper rod and who was only using a worm, caught the one and only fish. It was a bass, not too bad of a size as you'll see in the picture. So, after that, it seemed as if the clouds were closing in, so we packed up, and drove back to my house where i made some KD. This is the story of the first fishing trip of the year.. i'll keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RmjPXW6ygFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6UjBy4UM4eQ/s1600-h/100_0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RmjPXW6ygFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6UjBy4UM4eQ/s200/100_0089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073532980428963922" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RmjPXm6ygGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hdUl4xALqiY/s1600-h/100_0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RmjPXm6ygGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hdUl4xALqiY/s200/100_0088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073532984723931234" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-3172390533118723871?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/3172390533118723871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=3172390533118723871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/3172390533118723871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/3172390533118723871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-fishing-trip-of-year.html' title='First Fishing trip of the year'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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/_68LtvvxOyeo/RmjQGW6ygHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ax9TFWg1i8s/s72-c/100_0091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20458622.post-6734424188349686178</id><published>2007-04-11T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T13:49:44.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Posts</title><content type='html'>Hey all, there are 2 brand new posts on the truth blog... still steamin' with the heat of the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-6734424188349686178?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/6734424188349686178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=6734424188349686178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/6734424188349686178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/6734424188349686178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-posts.html' title='New Posts'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-8918567352188226142</id><published>2007-02-15T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:19:09.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RdUKEO8cepI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DSMV8npo8H8/s1600-h/gfdlyyuo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031939226503772818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RdUKEO8cepI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DSMV8npo8H8/s320/gfdlyyuo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey..i stumbled accross these Keith Green quotes... that i acutally had never seen before. Whoa!, what juicy things he had to say in his time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- “If your heart takes more pleasure in reading novels, or watching TV, or going to the movies, or talking to friends, rather than just sitting alone with God and embracing Him, sharing His cares and His burdens, weeping and rejoicing with Him, then how are you going to handle forever and ever in His presence...? You'd be bored to tears in heaven, if you're not ecstatic about God now!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- "I'd rather have people hate me with the knowledge that I tried to save them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- "All roads lead to the judgment seat of Christ." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And actually, here's the link to the site. It's really great, you can choose the author... and it'll bring up all these sweet quotes... C.S. Lewis has atleast 2 pages.  &lt;a href="http://www.christianquotes.org/search.php"&gt;http://www.christianquotes.org/search.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-8918567352188226142?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/8918567352188226142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=8918567352188226142&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/8918567352188226142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/8918567352188226142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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/_68LtvvxOyeo/RdUKEO8cepI/AAAAAAAAAFw/DSMV8npo8H8/s72-c/gfdlyyuo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20458622.post-6062857321421644007</id><published>2007-01-05T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:19:10.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wildness... without snow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RZ6eyfWMu1I/AAAAAAAAABs/dmLkeUgQIKA/s1600-h/ytriug.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RZ6eyfWMu1I/AAAAAAAAABs/dmLkeUgQIKA/s400/ytriug.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016621625182567250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes. This is a bus that went into the ditch down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RZ6dkfWMu0I/AAAAAAAAABk/k3z6IBHRkKQ/s1600-h/jyfiluh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RZ6dkfWMu0I/AAAAAAAAABk/k3z6IBHRkKQ/s400/jyfiluh.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016620285152770882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a sand truck at the end of my street... looks like he didn't make the turn; and the ice got him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty nuts eh!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-6062857321421644007?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/6062857321421644007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=6062857321421644007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/6062857321421644007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/6062857321421644007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2007/01/winter-wildness-without-snow.html' title='Winter Wildness... without snow?'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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/_68LtvvxOyeo/RZ6eyfWMu1I/AAAAAAAAABs/dmLkeUgQIKA/s72-c/ytriug.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20458622.post-356387703331162744</id><published>2006-12-21T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:19:10.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>once upon a night so clear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/Rbldf3miVFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WPBNXMH9r0I/s1600-h/DSCF1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024149661391410258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/Rbldf3miVFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WPBNXMH9r0I/s320/DSCF1310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well the other night FHS had it's anual Christmas Formal... now i didn't go to the dance... but i certainly went to diner with friends after! Whoa! Haha, so 11:00 comes around.. and i'm wondering what to wear... because i didn't want to be too formal... cause' that's not me. So i threw on a long sleeved shirt, some jeans and my tweed suit jacket. Now.. i won't say i did fit in... or that i didn't. haha. But i was definately unique! So we all sat down and i was feelin' like something a bit different, so i ordered some breakfast! whoa! it was good. Some eggs and bacon... and it seemed like some people couldn't stay away from my food... so eventually a couple of the others ordered breakfast. Anyways, all in all a enjoyable meal... and from what i heard... the dance was ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-356387703331162744?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/356387703331162744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=356387703331162744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/356387703331162744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/356387703331162744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/12/once-upon-night-so-clear.html' title='once upon a night so clear'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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/_68LtvvxOyeo/Rbldf3miVFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WPBNXMH9r0I/s72-c/DSCF1310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20458622.post-989221159187718019</id><published>2006-12-11T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:19:10.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Drop-in!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RX3vKKRolhI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NeB5pQlVZOo/s1600-h/YouthGroup024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RX3vKKRolhI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NeB5pQlVZOo/s320/YouthGroup024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007421318541907474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I posted earlier in the year about the youth group at my church, but now... this is this years. Not much difference. But this night we had a jam and luckily Jenna took some pictures. We had a great nigh of playing shuffle butt. For those of you who don't know what that is, it's when the leader calls out Left or Right and you have to keep shuffling before the one person in the middle tries to get your chair... and since i don't pay attention too often... i can easily get put in the middle. Other than th&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RX3vTKRoliI/AAAAAAAAABA/WOzCpZEgP34/s1600-h/YouthGroup008+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_68LtvvxOyeo/RX3vTKRoliI/AAAAAAAAABA/WOzCpZEgP34/s320/YouthGroup008+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007421473160730146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at we played a few more games and had a light snack that Emma prepared ( popcorn ) haha. And Then me and the musical youth jammed some more; and we did a few switches of instruments too! But before we knew it parents were showing up to pick up the youth.&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;br /&gt;Overall a good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-989221159187718019?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/989221159187718019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=989221159187718019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/989221159187718019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/989221159187718019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/12/friday-night-drop-in.html' title='Friday Night Drop-in!'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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/_68LtvvxOyeo/RX3vKKRolhI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NeB5pQlVZOo/s72-c/YouthGroup024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20458622.post-116517678823274019</id><published>2006-12-02T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T17:23:25.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toyota Tune Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/1600/912037/IM001294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/200/217713/IM001294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i got up and mid morning went to the garage and started a fire. Then in the afternoon Dylan gave me a call and wanted to put a cd player in his 82' Toyota... which didn't have a radio. So he said, " come down here and we'll do it "; Dylan doesn't have a garage... so i said " well, come up and we'll do it in the garage; i've got a fire goin' ". So after supper he came up and we put the small hatchback into the garage. So first th&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/1600/465856/IM001290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/200/544128/IM001290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ing we look at where we were going to mount it... and on top of the dash looked to be the best place, but then i realized the wires were already in the car, there just wasn't a sound system... i found this out by hanging upside down in the passenger seat , but i saw how long the wires were that were there and they were not near long enough to reach all the way to the dash. So we looked over the console and we saw that with "some" work we could easily put it in the center console... well "some" work turned into taking most of the dash apart. We are no wheres near even being amateurs &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/1600/107594/IM001291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/320/525269/IM001291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at this! But we got it apart and Dylan ripped out some things and i ripped out some things and then we mounted the cd player there. Now the thing we're still stuck on is the wiring... you see as far as i know is; there is supposed to be international color coding... i guess the Chinese missed that. Cause' there are some colours there that i would not have expected... but all is well. We'll get it wired... sometime this week. We'll just have to have a lot of trial and error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/1600/921920/IM001292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/320/166773/IM001292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here am i half under the dash, holding multitudes of colored wires... what a mess. Too bad i didnt' get a picture of my feet hanging out of the passenger side window... what a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-116517678823274019?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/116517678823274019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=116517678823274019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/116517678823274019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/116517678823274019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/12/toyota-tune-up.html' title='Toyota Tune Up!'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-116459455699771502</id><published>2006-11-26T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T18:46:24.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter is on it's way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/1600/512876/IM001280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/200/258191/IM001280.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i just came in the house from our garage. There's a nice chill in the air, but not in the garage where i have a nice little fire built. I've been out there since about supper time, and i started a fire and started cleaning up and insulating. Man; time fly's when you're busy. I just wanted to show all of you who don't know how much work i do, i wanted to give you a preview of my still messy, garage in which i do woodworking, or any other Mr. fix-it projects, or anything for that matter! So far it's been a full time job just insulating and patching holes where heat can escape. This is the first year when it will have the stove working regularly on weekends. This is where i'll b&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/1600/360629/IM001282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/320/723147/IM001282.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e spending my Saturday's through the winter!&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;You can see my chair in this picture. It was in the other building in the back-yard ( the Barn " Jammin' Hut " ) And i swear it is one of the most comfortable chairs i've sat in. And i sit in it regularly in front of the fire, to keep warm when my hands get cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/1600/583956/IM001284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/320/747178/IM001284.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this picture you can see a wooden table, along with my chop saw and table saw. I built that table last week. ( This is also the side which is still a mess, i only got through cleaning one side today. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/1600/953410/IM001285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/320/594708/IM001285.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-- This is where there used to be a second big steel garage door, but we took it out studded up a wall and put a " man door " in and now i have a shelf and small bench there. And you can see where i recently insulated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/1600/620588/IM001288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/508/2050/320/859605/IM001288.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without that little stove i am stuck in all my heavy work clothes, i even where a tuke ( if that's how you spell it ) to keep warm. Brrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - i'm not mad in that picture, it's just my face is still warming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for few posts. More will come with the Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-116459455699771502?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/116459455699771502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=116459455699771502&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/116459455699771502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/116459455699771502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/11/winter-is-on-its-way.html' title='Winter is on it&apos;s way.'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-115990819269536855</id><published>2006-10-03T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T12:17:25.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pig Road Moose Hunt : 2006</title><content type='html'>This Saturday i spent my day in Harvey on the at the Pig Road Palace. Now, i&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Moose_Hunt_2006_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/Moose_Hunt_2006_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; know you're asking yourself the question " what the heck is The Pig Road Palace ??? ". Well, there is an old woods road called Pig Road which is almost to Harvey. And the palace is the hunting camp out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Dad left the house at 6:10am, of course... we were planning to leave earlier... but as usual we were running behind, that might be because i slept in up until 5:30... when i planned to leave at 5. We headed out while it was still dark, and we made it to the camp by 6:40. When we got not even half way through the woods, we found an absatcle. A big puddle which we were certain our Chrysler Neon wou&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Moose_Hunt_2006_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/Moose_Hunt_2006_005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ld not stand going through... due to the few inches of clearance it has. So we locked up the car and walked through the dark to the smell of a fire at the camp. We got there, and Peter and Jim were there awaiting us. My Grampy, uncle and Mark had already left for the hunt. So we got the keys to some wheelers, and headed of to the stand. When we got there it was mighty cold in the new clearcut. We waited from the time we got there until about 10:30, by that time we figured it was about breakfast time. So we headed back to find Harold starting breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat down to a meal of leftovers, bacon, bologna and sausage. Man what a meal! Bird season is coming, and i know i'll atleast be going there for the food! Soon after breakfast Jeff sh&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Moose_Hunt_2006_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/Moose_Hunt_2006_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;owed up with his farm tractor ready to work with Peter on the road so more, and to fill the hole we couldn't get through in our car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed them down on the wheelers and watched for a while, but then me, Dad and Jim went for a bike ride. We went to where Jim plans to hunt next. And then we went to another fresh clear-cut. As we headed through i remembered Mark talking about a hill he climbed. He said he had to stand right up to get to the top. So Jim and Dad are driving 2 wheel drive wheelers, and i have Grampies whic&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Moose_Hunt_2006_008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/Moose_Hunt_2006_008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;h is 4 wheel drive. We came to the hill Mark talked about, and i got about half way up and got hooked up on a stump. I soon backed up and trucked on. When Dad saw i had trouble getting up, he automatically turned and waited for us to come back down. We made it to the top to where we found a view that was undescribable. We looked and could see the Longs Creek Bridge, the new Trans-Canada and all the way to Nackawic. What a view with all the leaves changing colour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Moose_Hunt_2006_007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/Moose_Hunt_2006_007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, going up the hill was wild, but going down was just as interesting as i found the brakes didn't work well. But i made it safely down in 1st gear. We then went back, and i cruised around on my own for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 2:30 me and Dad decided to head home. I was offered a bed there, but wanted to get home to work in the garage. Of course later that night we got a phone call from my uncle saying they got a Moose. A cow.... of course i should have stayed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the proccedures getting the animal out of the swamp :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IF YOU DO NOT LIKE SEEING DEAD ANIMALS, YOU MAY NOT WANT TO SCROLL DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Moose_Hunt_2006_020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/Moose_Hunt_2006_020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Moose_Hunt_2006_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/Moose_Hunt_2006_013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Moose_Hunt_2006_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/Moose_Hunt_2006_012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Moose_Hunt_2006_024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/Moose_Hunt_2006_024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now the day after they got the Moose, we went to see it when it was being registered. It weighed out at 500lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was another moose there though that weighed almost a record breaking 950lbs!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-115990819269536855?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/115990819269536855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=115990819269536855&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/115990819269536855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/115990819269536855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/10/pig-road-moose-hunt-2006.html' title='Pig Road Moose Hunt : 2006'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20458622.post-115620357296283151</id><published>2006-08-21T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T16:52:29.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/dove%20Holy%20Spirit.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/dove%20Holy%20Spirit.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the summer is coming to an end, and this is my last week of work. So, it's now time to start blogging again. So, look forward to new posts. They're coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-115620357296283151?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/115620357296283151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=115620357296283151&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/115620357296283151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/115620357296283151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-to-blog.html' title='Back to the blog.'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-115101324850416181</id><published>2006-06-22T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T14:54:25.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as of yesterday i began working. I am working for my uncle at Herb Price Masonry. I am just an everyday labour worker... but let me tell ya' you certainly work for your pay! And this is what i've looked like when i come home; usually muddy, covered in dirt, wet and maybe have tar on my clothes and hands. But it's well worth it! Because i'd be doing the same stuff at home; except now i can get paid to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-115101324850416181?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/115101324850416181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=115101324850416181&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/115101324850416181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/115101324850416181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/06/workin.html' title='Workin&apos;'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-115101441833067158</id><published>2006-06-19T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T14:18:25.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival in Belfast Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/IM001143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend me and 55 other members from our church gathered and travelled to go to Belfast PEI. We left around 1:00 on Friday, and headed down the highway to Moncton where we had a pit stop, fueled up ( food &amp; drinks ) and let off excess stuff.... ( bathroom break ). Then we were back on the road. We crossed the confederation bridge and then headed up the tiny island to Belfast. We made it to the small community, and then went to find the cottages we had rented. Those cottages... well... they were very 60's and 70's styled! haha, it was like a napoleon dynamtie remake! I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;Once we got settled in, of course!, we&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i74078011_54166_3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/i74078011_54166_3.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; packed up all 55 people and headed to the first service. When we got there the first announcement, was that Robin Marks plane had been held up due to trouble with the door not opening; and so he missed his connecting flight. So the local worship band, began to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we ( in my room ) were woken up at 5:55am! by 3 beautiful singers. Who decided to get up extra early just to get on our nerves... but once we got them out we went back to sleep for another few hours. Then through out the day there were workshops, and another service. ( Robin Mark Arrived! ) During the downtime between activities, we had a great deal of photos to take; as we had Vern with us! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, we got smart and locked our door... and woke up later. We had the whole morning to ourselves. But fir&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i66687887_1699_3.14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/i66687887_1699_3.14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;st there was a morning service. Then we headed to the beach, where everyone played in the water but me. Instead i looked out into the ocean. It was pretty sweet looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for the concert. We headed to the civic center in Charlottetown. It was a really nice building! We were seated and then it began. An intro band, then Robin Mark came out and played; it was really loud! ( we were in the front row ). Then it was over and we went back to our cottages, to where me and ma' roomies played guitar. But then the 3 beautiful young ladies that woke us up... ** growling angry face ** came and watched the movie Blue Streak with us, and we finally went to bed around 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning we packed up and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i67691004_78781_3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/i67691004_78781_3.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-115101441833067158?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/115101441833067158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=115101441833067158&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/115101441833067158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/115101441833067158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/06/revival-in-belfast-conference.html' title='Revival in Belfast Conference'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-115046268594134662</id><published>2006-06-16T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T10:33:29.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet 16 / Gr.10 Grad. BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001135.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001126.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey,&lt;br /&gt;well yesterday after we were done our exams everyone pilled into Liz's van and we all headed over to my place. We hung out for a while, and then it was lunctime! So we moved &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001135.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/IM001135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the picnic table out back, and the BBQ. Then we lugged all the stuff out ( plates, ketchup..etc. ) We had burgers...for those of you who know me well, that's no suprise; i live off the BBQ! haha. So we had a great time laughing and eating. Then we hung out some more, and went down to the school to play rock-man. Those of you who have and of your childhood memories; you should know what that is! So we played a good game of rock-man, and then we actually seperated into smaller groups and talked for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;By the end of talking, i was getting tired of it. So me, Nick and Laura headed back up to my place. Then the others followed. We got back up t&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001130.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/IM001130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o where the picnic table was. And we stood and looked at the foundation me and Liz were working on for a patio. And so we started to work on it, and before we knew it... it was supper time. Melissa and Marc did an amazing job on the patio. But through the afternoon we had a sing along of happy birthday for Krissy, and we had some cake. It was a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-115046268594134662?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/115046268594134662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=115046268594134662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/115046268594134662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/115046268594134662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/06/sweet-16-gr10-grad-bbq.html' title='Sweet 16 / Gr.10 Grad. BBQ'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-115014182096431664</id><published>2006-06-12T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T12:59:24.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buzzed for Belfast : Follow Up! - Love Fredericton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/F1480007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/F1480007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/F1480007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an eventful weekend! Friday night, i accompanied Laura to the relay for life at the coliseum. It was great we saw some great worship groups, and a few country singers. And guess what?! There was FREE FOOD! We stayed till about 10:30, I was pretty pooped after a day of review at school; and an assembly that took most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning, i woke up about 9 and then headed over to the Naswaaksis superstore. 11 churches from around the city were participating in Love Fredericton! It was awesome. For those of you who don't know what Love { your city } ( Fredericton ) is. It is just Loving your city, you go out and just do random acts of kindness. We decided as a church to give ( yes GIVE - no strings attached { the whole point of Love Fredericton } ) away FREE hot-dogs and water. But of course Saturday there was some wicked rainfall! We were under a tarp tent, and wow, it was raining hard! But overall we had a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Sunday! The thing&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001095.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001095.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you've been waiting to hear / see! This Sunday was the appointed time of when i was to get my hair chopped off. The worship band played in the services, and then everyone headed over to the hall to see me get destroyed. haha. When i came over, i saw my bestfriends sitting waiting for me. It was quite a treat. So soon as i walked in the door, " before " pictures were being taken. Then i was rushed up onto the stage and my hair was put into a 11' braid. It was pretty interesting as my barbed chopped it off; it took a while! All in all i raised over $500 and somebody is gonna have one wicked wig! haha, and it doesn't look half bad. I am fine with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy these pics!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001119.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001119.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-115014182096431664?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/115014182096431664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=115014182096431664&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/115014182096431664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/115014182096431664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/06/buzzed-for-belfast-follow-up-love.html' title='Buzzed for Belfast : Follow Up! - Love Fredericton'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114910838418896320</id><published>2006-05-28T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T13:46:24.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jemseg Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/2006[1][1].05.28BandatStJames,Jemseg,afterservice11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/2006%5B1%5D%5B1%5D.05.28BandatStJames%2CJemseg%2Cafterservice11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, about every month or so the worship team from St. John's Anglican takes a trip to the small country churches of Jemseg. We have done this a for a couple years now, and it has been a huge blessing on both ends. But unfortunatly it could be ending now. Brenda the Rev. there has now retired, and has taken a leap of faith as she travels across the country. She has sold everything she owns and is putting all faith in God to provide. The small country churches only hold about 50 people, but they are &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/2006[1][1].05.28BandatStJamesandBrenda,Jemseg,15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/2006%5B1%5D%5B1%5D.05.28BandatStJamesandBrenda%2CJemseg%2C15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/2006[1][1].05.28BandatStJames,Jemseg,rehearsal04.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; very traditional group. But you wanna talk about some interesting personalities; they are some of the nicest homely people i have met in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114910838418896320?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114910838418896320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114910838418896320&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114910838418896320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114910838418896320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/05/jemseg-trip.html' title='Jemseg Trip'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114765111207393186</id><published>2006-05-14T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T16:24:42.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Buzzed for Belfast!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i171931765_52159%20(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/i171931765_52159%20%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some of you may know that our church is taking a trip in June to Belfast P.E.I to see a Robin Mark concert and go to a conference; along with some other events that weekend. I'll fill you in now; we have over 50 people going to this from our church. And for those of you who have been to St. John's Anglican, that's about half of our 10:00 service. And these people are from ages 6 to 80, and i cannot wait to see the chemistry between the age groups.&lt;br /&gt;We will all be staying on the same site, and will go to all the events together. We will travel together, eat together, worship together and some of us may even sleep together; this is how the body of Christ should funciton, as a body all staying together and looking after one another. So there's the basic game plan for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Now i'll get to the point.... we need MONEY! ha ha, and i have decided to do some fundraising of my own. Just a hint...it's called " Buzzed for Belfast ". As you all know i have hair down my back which is atleast 12'' long now. And so.... on June. 11 i am going to cut it all off and give it to the cancer society. Here's the catch; i want some donations to do it. I mean, this is almost 3 years of hair goin' on the floor! And as some of you know, i am very attached to my hair( Literally). But, i'm willing to cut it all off for Jesus, because i hav&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/mark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e a strong feeling this conference and concert will change the lives of the people going, so i'm gonna do as much as i can to get em' there.&lt;br /&gt;How short you ask? - well the longest shave i can get, which i've heard is a #4. And the #4 will only be if i get over $200.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon guys, open up your wallets and give to the&lt;em&gt; lives&lt;/em&gt; of these peopler going, not to me. But to them. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Donations of ALL sizes are accepted!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, send what you can. Sorry, there won't be receipts...&lt;br /&gt;For sending information ( mail ) drop me a line at &lt;a href="mailto:tcballard@gmail.com"&gt;tcballard@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you are here in Fredericton, you can give it to me, or drop it off at the Church Hall ( 75 Main Street )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - prayers are accepted too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114765111207393186?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114765111207393186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114765111207393186&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114765111207393186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114765111207393186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/05/buzzed-for-belfast.html' title='&quot;Buzzed for Belfast!&quot;'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20458622.post-114688185493889092</id><published>2006-05-05T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T19:19:51.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve Bell Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well Friday i got to enjoy a Steve Bell concert in Woodstock. Me, Pat and Randy all went up to Moncton about 5:00 and made it too Woodstock by 6:15. It was a beautiful day for a road trip! The sun was shining and there were few clouds in the sky. When we got to Woodstock we went aroung Woodstock and found the Church where Steve was playing, then we &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;headed off to get some supper. I noticed everywhere we went everyone in Woodstock seems to be very bland and don't have a lot of enthusiasm towards anything. They were almost rude in how they acted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we went back to the Church and waited for the show to start. Soon as we got there we saw Steve outside walking around. He looked like a very clean cut nice guy. I was right, when we got inside and got our tickets arranged, we went and sat down. Then he was out where we were again with a big smile on his face. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once it hit 7:30 the show started, he started singing and playing his guitar. He has a very unique voice. I enjoyed hearing him play; he has a really interesting way of finger picking his guitar. But overall he was average. What i really enjoyed was his humour towards Baptist's ( he is one ). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall is was a great night of entertainment. Once the show was over we pilled back into the van and headed to get some ice cream. Then we started back to Freddy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would recommend going to see him if you get the chance, he is very personal and relaxed in how he entertains. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God Bless - T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114688185493889092?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114688185493889092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114688185493889092&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114688185493889092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114688185493889092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/05/steve-bell-concert.html' title='Steve Bell Concert'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114617035182653933</id><published>2006-04-27T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T13:42:01.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighborhood Creek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/IM001059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the other night i got a chance to head down to the creek by my house; when Dylan called me down to help him do a video project. So i took my camera and decided to head to the creek. The water usually isn't this high. But i was very pleased to see the beavers had a chance to clear a lot of trees. It looks very open on the way down. While we were there i also thought of how to get some awesome pictures, so i climbed on top of the culvert and took pictures looking down on the creek. It is the best it's looked in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The creek runs into the Saint John river. Believe it or not, there are good size Catfish in this small basin at the begining of the creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the true beauty of God... not all the fancy animated pictures of "nature" scenes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114617035182653933?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114617035182653933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114617035182653933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114617035182653933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114617035182653933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/04/neighborhood-creek.html' title='Neighborhood Creek'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114567395935289803</id><published>2006-04-21T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T19:45:59.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Beauty</title><content type='html'>This is just a poem i have picked up in my searching's. Sorry, i haven't been posting lately. But they'll come. No worries, just keep checkin the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/untitledlfnoa.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/400/untitledlfnoa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God Bless -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114567395935289803?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114567395935289803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114567395935289803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114567395935289803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114567395935289803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/04/gods-beauty.html' title='God&apos;s Beauty'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114471525997661007</id><published>2006-04-09T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T13:45:16.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Army comes to Freddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Picture%20031.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/Picture%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cayo doing a pupet show for the kids.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Picture001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/Picture001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/100_3110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful experience this past weeked. The church army came to our church for a mission. Which i would say was needed! And it did wonders! On thursday night, they came down from Saint John and we had a worship service. But before that we had a huge supper, enough food for 100 people, so we'll be eating it for weeks! ha ha. But at that supper i met all the missions people and had a great connection with all of them. First i met Chri&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Picture%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/Picture%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stian, who is a pretty sweet drummer. And a great evangelist to boot! Then i met Joshua, who is from Jamaica. And he plays some wicked Reggae guitar, and is a wise man of God. Then, i met Cayo, who is also from Jamaica, and is another wise Christian. He stayed at my house while they were here. And we had so many laughs! ha ha, a good few hours of them. Anyway, the service on Thursday, went great! Then the next day we had the youth service, which i left school for at 1:00 so i could practice with Eli. But it was worth it. We played that night, and Christian spoke. I think he really touched a lot of our youth. God Bless those youth! I hope it go to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Saturday came, and we had a get together for the kids of our church. Christian and Cayo did a puppet show that was hilarious! And got the message across well. Then that ni&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/100_3110.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/100_3110.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ght we had a parish gathering. It was a great night of jokes. And skits. And then the Taylor College group hit em' hard. They talked about letting your light shine. And everyone in the room had candles. And there was a young woman there playing piano and singing. She laid it down thick. And i think i saw a tear in almost everyone's eyes. I had em' myself. I have never seen our church moved like that before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, i knew something bigger was coming. And me and Cayo prayed for a good hour that night. I prayed for the church and one specific person. And then in the service as Reed&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Picture008.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/Picture008.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was doing his sermon. He said " If you want to accept Jesus into your heart, or renew your vow to him... i know there are a lot of books in here, so as a sign. I would like you to bring up a book with you." And when that time came, i saw the person i prayed for, have a book in their hand before i did. I was really happy, and didn't realize my prayer had been answered till a bit later. When Cayo pointed it out.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope everyone who took up a book meant it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had some &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/100_3097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/100_3097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of the leftovers from Thursdays meal. And soon as that was done, it was time for the &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Picture005.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taylor College people to leave. We took some final pictures. And then gave our hugs and blessings. And off they went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great mission, and i hope to see them come back to Fredericton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Picture%20029.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/Picture%20029.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel God really worked through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : all the other pictures will be posted on &lt;a href="http://www.myextrapictures.blogspot.com"&gt;www.myextrapictures.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless - T &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114471525997661007?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114471525997661007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114471525997661007&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114471525997661007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114471525997661007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/04/church-army-comes-to-freddy.html' title='Church Army comes to Freddy!'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114471641721699686</id><published>2006-04-08T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T17:00:57.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Timothy Street Ministry - at the Tannery!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have wanted to see Eli preach for quite a while now... and haven't had the chance. But i finally go to go, and i took pictures! It wasn't the best day to preach, but he went. And there was good fruit at the Tannery. I don't have much to say, except. I am glad we have one street preacher in Freddy, it's too bad we don't have more though! But oh well, he does what he can when he can.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless you Eli!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - all other pictures will be posted on the pictures blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myextrapictures.blogspot.com"&gt;www.myextrapictures.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114471641721699686?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114471641721699686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114471641721699686&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114471641721699686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114471641721699686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/04/timothy-street-ministry-at-tannery.html' title='Timothy Street Ministry - at the Tannery!'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114479991975422993</id><published>2006-03-27T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T17:00:20.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday at John's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i53561399_4334_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i55406422_2039_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i61066450_90166_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i61093445_7874_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i52968473_57207_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/i52968473_57207_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well every monday all our older youth from St. John's anglican get together for a bible study/world study i guess... it's a great time. We learn about how the world thinks of tings, and then apply the bible to the topics. And every week i am so happy to know more about all of these wonderful friends i have.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - all other pictures not on here, are on the extra pictures blog! &lt;a href="http://www.myextrapictures.blogspot.com"&gt;www.myextrapictures.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/i58600916_31027_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/i61015688_86895_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114479991975422993?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114479991975422993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114479991975422993&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114479991975422993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114479991975422993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/03/monday-at-johns.html' title='Monday at John&apos;s'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114325004586860572</id><published>2006-03-24T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T17:27:25.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Group</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001013%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001013%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM001016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM001016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, well here is another post on our youth group which is getting better. We are having a blast. I am really enjoying my time with these guys, they lift me up. But maturity is a big issue. But they are teenagers. Anyway, all in fun and they'll grow up eventually.... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;won't you guys!?!?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114325004586860572?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114325004586860572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114325004586860572&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114325004586860572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114325004586860572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/03/youth-group.html' title='Youth Group'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20458622.post-114316414694642229</id><published>2006-03-23T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T15:06:46.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at Liz's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i179210023_32477.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/i179210023_32477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i179312564_56613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/i179312564_56613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i179487371_57446.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/200/i179487371_57446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i179210022_43357.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i179792805_18979.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i179210023_32477.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/i179487371_57446.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well this is me at Liz's house ( supposed to be working on a project ) instead we were goofing around. A lot of laughs though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114316414694642229?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114316414694642229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114316414694642229&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114316414694642229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114316414694642229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/03/day-at-lizs.html' title='A day at Liz&apos;s'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114269373938927464</id><published>2006-03-18T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T13:45:22.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow And Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alright ! Everyone here in Fredericton, go line up and get your tickets! The Yellow and Black Review!, It's gonna be great. The cities best talent! ( including me and Andrew Appleby) Go get your tickets. They'll be on sale all next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114269373938927464?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114269373938927464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114269373938927464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114269373938927464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114269373938927464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/03/yellow-and-black.html' title='Yellow And Black'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114194355509218143</id><published>2006-03-09T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T18:03:39.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A classic turned over to it's death. ha ha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000990.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to anyone who has been to our house, you would have seen the old car in our back yard. Well now it's gone. We loaded it up on the trailer and took it away, it started soon as the battery was charged. I was impressed. So we drove it down to Green's Auto and now it sits beside a wrecked van. It's a shame we took it there, it didn't need much work done to it. But atleast it's gone out of our yard now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114194355509218143?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114194355509218143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114194355509218143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114194355509218143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114194355509218143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/03/classic-turned-over-to-its-death-ha-ha.html' title='A classic turned over to it&apos;s death. ha ha'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114149597023579720</id><published>2006-03-04T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T05:29:42.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/4-6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/4-6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i decided to start another Blog. It is a blog where i will say what i think about the hot topics in the church, and just basic things i have learned or just on my mind. So if i am wrong in any way, please feel free to correct me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;a href="http://www.truth-for-youth.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;www.truth-for-youth.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114149597023579720?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114149597023579720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114149597023579720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114149597023579720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114149597023579720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-blog.html' title='The New Blog'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114160359001784835</id><published>2006-03-03T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T17:43:28.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night Jam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000976.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000973%20(2).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000980%20(2).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000976.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, tonight Alastair and i were talking and we decided to get together and jam. It was a good idea! We had a great time talking and jamming. We made a few funky tunes, and shared with eachother songs we have written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have stumbled across something quite unique. They are suspenders, yes! suspenders. They have &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; gone out of style. They have always been in the background somewhere. And now they are back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000974%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114160359001784835?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114160359001784835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114160359001784835&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114160359001784835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114160359001784835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/03/late-night-jam.html' title='Late night Jam'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20458622.post-114109097545986350</id><published>2006-02-27T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T08:33:25.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why we are known as Sheep?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Keith_Green_Album_Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/Keith_Green_Album_Cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/01.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/01.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to know why God calls us his sheep? Well it is because, sheep are the dumbest animals in the animal kingdom! They are! There is no animal " mamal " in the world with a lower I.Q.... then a sheep. He didn't say these are my dolphins, behold here are my Chimps. Keep my German Shepards. You know he coulda' said anything that would have given intelligence to the creature. But he says nope, these people are so gullable! If you tell them they're a plate of french fries they'll believe it! Really. He says " eat my flesh and drink my blood ". And they say " well Jesus that's hard man, eat your flesh... and drink your blood? " Ya know? He tells his deciples beware of the yeast of the pharisees. And the deciples say : " oh no no one brought any sandwiches " And Jesus says : " No not bread! Sin Sin Sin ! " I mean he had these people with him... called human beings, like you and me. That had thick skulls. A mile wide! Called them his sheep. And that's a pretty good sense of humour i think! They go, awe cute little sheep! Little, soft and wooly, " Bah, Bah". And Jesus says " yeah, and dumb too!" Ya know? Jesus says " You still don't understand? ", remember how many times Jesus said that? " You still don't understand?!" " Do i still have to explain it?" and the disciples say " hey, Jesus what did that parable mean?" Jesus explains " the parable of the sower is me and the word of God is the seed." geeesh! " Can't you understand anything?" I mean sometimes he seems exasporated. Not in the flesh just exasporated. Just kinda fed up! That these people who he's said a bunch of times " i'm going to die, and on the third day i'm gonna be raised up." huh? " he always said it (in 3 days i will be raised up!)" " the son of man shall be crucified and raise on the 3rd day".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Keith Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that is a piece from a Keith Green sermon " Devotions or Devotions?" I think it is really great and pretty funny sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;If you want to watch the video click on the link below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sermonindex.net/modules/mydownloads/singlefile.php?lid=5125"&gt;http://www.sermonindex.net/modules/mydownloads/singlefile.php?lid=5125&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114109097545986350?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114109097545986350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114109097545986350&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114109097545986350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114109097545986350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-we-are-known-as-sheep.html' title='Why we are known as Sheep?'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114099914549852974</id><published>2006-02-25T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T16:12:25.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000972.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well here is our dog Bailey, who got the works done on her! A trim, nail job, but cleaning etc. She looks pretty good. I like it. I don't know if the cats have figured out it is the same animal yet... but they will soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114099914549852974?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114099914549852974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114099914549852974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114099914549852974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114099914549852974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/02/trim.html' title='A trim'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113812020567320770</id><published>2006-02-24T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T08:14:40.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how it's done in Canada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000965%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000965%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000966%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000966%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000963.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000965.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we finally got some snow here in Fredericton. Geesh! we have not had a lot this year........yet. But I sure hope there is some on the way. Cause I have a lot of fun when there is snow to be played in. This is our 3 wheeler, all rigged up with the plow and big tires. This is how real Canadians do it! Ha Ha! Yup, this is it. This is my toy. Every now and then the plow has some tweeking that needs to be done. But I haven't had a problem with the wheeler itself. She starts every time! That's old mussle for ya there, 24 years old and still starts on the first pull!Hope you all have as much fun in the snow as I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113812020567320770?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113812020567320770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113812020567320770&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113812020567320770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113812020567320770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-how-its-done-in-canada.html' title='This is how it&apos;s done in Canada'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114074532658942116</id><published>2006-02-23T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T17:42:06.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preperation for Yellow And Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000960.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is me and Dylan getting ready for our audtion for the Yellow and Black review. This is the night before, and we had just written the song. After 4 long hours of working we finally got it. A funky tune that blends into a progressive sounding song. And i sure hope we get in, because we actually put a bit of effort into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114074532658942116?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114074532658942116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114074532658942116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114074532658942116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114074532658942116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/02/preperation-for-yellow-and-black.html' title='Preperation for Yellow And Black'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114021342276133101</id><published>2006-02-17T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T17:44:10.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IMG_0291.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IMG_0291.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Matt Jamin out with the old bass. Some sweet funk riffs came outta that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IMG_0295%20(3).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IMG_0297.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IMG_0297.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John Leading us in a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, well youth is awesome. Some of the kids are wild musicians and some are just here to have fun. But most of all we are here to worship God. The drummer stands out for sure, his name is Matt. He is great he keeps a down-low beat that is pretty simple " the way i like it". Plus he's a good guy to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114021342276133101?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114021342276133101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114021342276133101&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114021342276133101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114021342276133101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/02/youth.html' title='Youth'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-114003767171190345</id><published>2006-02-15T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T13:07:51.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>$1 000 000 Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/preaching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/preaching.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The million dollar question: Will you go to Heaven? Here's a quick test. Have you ever told a lie, stolen anything, or used God's name in vain? Jesus said, "Whoever looks upon a woman to lust after her has committed adultery already with her in his heart." Have you looked with lust? Will you be guilty on Judgment Day? If you have done those things God sees you as a lying, thieving, blasphemous, adulterer at heart. The Bible warns that if you are guilty you will end up in Hell. That's not God's will. He sent His Son to suffer and die on the cross for you. Jesus took your punishment upon Himself -"For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life." Then He rose from the dead and defeated death. Please, repent (turn from sin) today and trust in Jesus, and God will grant you everlasting life. Then read your Bible daily and obey it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All credit goes to. &lt;a href="http://www.livingwaters.com"&gt;www.livingwaters.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-114003767171190345?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/114003767171190345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=114003767171190345&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114003767171190345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/114003767171190345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/02/1-000-000-question.html' title='$1 000 000 Question'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20458622.post-113916881734491108</id><published>2006-02-05T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T18:30:12.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Winter Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000945.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the worst winter ever!. What happened to the maritimes having the most snow throught Canada? This is horrible, and we are out of the city! In the city there is no snow except maybe a few snow-banks. Where is the snow? Great now my kids will never even know what snow looks like, because by the time that happens THERE WON'T EVEN BE A WINTER! AGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-T&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/20458622-113916881734491108?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113916881734491108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113916881734491108&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113916881734491108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113916881734491108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/02/worst-winter-ever.html' title='Worst Winter Ever!'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113908978192715592</id><published>2006-02-04T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T13:49:41.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000940.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000941.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just when i thought it would be another lonely boring weekend. I found that Keith and Dylan were both looking for something to do. So they came over and decided to stay the night. We had a great time!. I haven't laughed so hard in years. Keith got me goin' once and i almost threw up, because i was eating pizza and laughing. Anyway, it was a good time. I hope we can do it again sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113908978192715592?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113908978192715592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113908978192715592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113908978192715592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113908978192715592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/02/another-weekend_04.html' title='Another Weekend...'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113900215354580555</id><published>2006-02-03T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T13:29:13.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bargain Shoper 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000937%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000937%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alright, everyone in Fredericton, male and female! Wal-Mart is clearing everything out!. I swear i have never ever seen such good deals. But if you look at that picture i am probably only wearing $10 worht of clothing! Isn't that crazy! Seriously $5.00 for the cords and $7.50 for the shirt! What a deal. One outfit for $20! And plus i got some pretty nice shoes pretty cheap too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;br /&gt;Go check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113900215354580555?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113900215354580555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113900215354580555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113900215354580555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113900215354580555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/02/bargain-shoper-101.html' title='Bargain Shoper 101'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113858666644182535</id><published>2006-01-30T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T11:32:35.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like a ride in an Ambulance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/JesusSmiling.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/JesusSmiling.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/JesusSmiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am not one who likes to listen to any particular long talk, but this morning I heard a good Sermon. Think about this for a minute.."life is like a ride in an ambulance". Really it is! For instance in life, you always can see where you have been. In an ambulance, you are looking out the back windows and you can also see where you have been. So you can easily tell if you have had a rough ride or not. And when you are in an ambulance you really don't want to see on front of you because chances are it will make you sick. And in life really if we saw what was coming before it happened....we would probably be sick too. So there is a good analogy of what life is like in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All credits are given to : Rev.B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113858666644182535?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113858666644182535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113858666644182535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113858666644182535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113858666644182535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/life-is-like-ride-in-ambulance.html' title='Life is like a ride in an Ambulance!'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113864741463168858</id><published>2006-01-30T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T11:32:12.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Jam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000930%20(2).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000930%20%282%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000933.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000933.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000927.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000927.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is a holiday for high school students here in Fredericton. So me and Dylan got together to have a random jam. We haven't got together and done this for a long time. It was fun we had a sing along with Chrissy. It was all good fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113864741463168858?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113864741463168858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113864741463168858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113864741463168858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113864741463168858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/random-jam.html' title='Random Jam'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113795526128998838</id><published>2006-01-22T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T10:49:58.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keith's new idea's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you all saw Keith the first time with his idea about his sandwitch and my guitar. Well now he has a new one that has to do with my bass and his slide. Keith is an amazing slide guitar player. But not as much a bass "slide" player. Ha Ha! But he has sure got the guitar down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113795526128998838?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113795526128998838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113795526128998838&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113795526128998838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113795526128998838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/keiths-new-ideas.html' title='Keith&apos;s new idea&apos;s'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20458622.post-113787272991392044</id><published>2006-01-21T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T12:27:55.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Male Family Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000921.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this morning I was awoken by a phone ringing. It was my gramp wondering if I was going to go help him split wood. I said yeah sure... so soon enough he was there. Then we headed off to my uncles where the wood was. So this is a pretty basic male practice in my family. All the men of the family have their share of wood to be split. We have learned it is a lot cheaper to buy the wood and chop, split it etc. by ourselves. So this is the basic equipment, an older then life wood splitter that my granfather helped build. An old John Deere tractor, and a new small excavator. Together this is our elite team of wood splitting Equip. The old John deere tractor has definetly had it's time! It has so many stories to tell, but I won't go on about them. There are too many! But this is our yearly tradition HA HA!. My gramp runs the saw and gets me some good big pieces of wood to split and I split them. And that was our basic routeen for the whole day. So this is how us men should probably actually be getting our workout, instead of in gyms! Do some actual work ya bunch a whimps! I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113787272991392044?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113787272991392044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113787272991392044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113787272991392044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113787272991392044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/male-family-tradition.html' title='Male Family Tradition'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113787312174136649</id><published>2006-01-21T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T11:52:01.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The new!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/169/9276/320/IM000922.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/169/9276/320/IM000922.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113787312174136649?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113787312174136649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113787312174136649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113787312174136649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113787312174136649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/new.html' title=''/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113787295462363075</id><published>2006-01-21T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T11:49:14.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oldest wood splitter in the world!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/169/9276/320/IM000924.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/169/9276/320/IM000924.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113787295462363075?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113787295462363075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113787295462363075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113787295462363075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113787295462363075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/oldest-wood-splitter-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113702287449269680</id><published>2006-01-11T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T15:59:14.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here he is again. Jed brought his drummset over so he could have another lesson. He is still coming along, he has made it to working on playin his second beat. But while the tiny set was there I decided I would sit down and get my picture taken at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113702287449269680?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113702287449269680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113702287449269680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113702287449269680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113702287449269680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/2nd-lesson.html' title='2nd lesson'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113702416662883623</id><published>2006-01-11T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T16:02:46.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating with the star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after hard work at playing music me and Jed decided to sit back and relax. So I threw some fries in the deepfryer. And there we were eating Fries. It was a good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113702416662883623?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113702416662883623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113702416662883623&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113702416662883623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113702416662883623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/eating-with-star.html' title='Eating with the star'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113692309728558481</id><published>2006-01-10T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T11:58:17.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/canada-flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/canada-flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, people are you really going to stand for this? Seriously! Swing Bars legal in Canada? And gay marriages? Come on those of you who can vote, Stand Up for yourself! this is crazy. And really this could be our last chance to have an opinion that matters. So if you want to see what I am really talking about, go watch some t.v. or go to this blog that Micah and Katie have just posted. It is what opened my eyes to this problem. You will get a better understanding once you read their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hungryfortruth.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://hungryfortruth.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113692309728558481?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113692309728558481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113692309728558481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113692309728558481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113692309728558481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/canada.html' title='Canada'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113674739582415023</id><published>2006-01-08T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T08:35:27.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday departure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000898.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000898.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000895.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000895.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I get up. And already it was time to go. But before we left Micah did a good little show of how good their new swiffer works. And so he is flying around the kitchen cleaning everything possible. So once he was done we went to the church to drop Katie off. Then Micah took me to the bus stop to where we had a discussion. Then we took our final picture of the weekend. It was a great weekend. And if they read this blog I would just like to thank you guys for putting up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113674739582415023?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113674739582415023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113674739582415023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113674739582415023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113674739582415023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/sunday-departure.html' title='Sunday departure'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113674643420098266</id><published>2006-01-07T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T11:10:36.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Night Fever!</title><content type='html'>Can't escape &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/169/9276/320/IM000886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/169/9276/320/IM000886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well me and Micah went to Wei Wei's house to jam and came back to find a suprise party for Micah. I knew about it, but I don't think Wei Wei did. It was great, as soon as I got into the door I saw an old friend I met last year through Micah. It was Matt and so we talked, and before we knew it we were into an intense game of chess. But before all of this happened Micah grabs everyone's attention ot explain to them how to make Mexican Pileup. So once he was done explaining we all dug in. I will have to say that Katie is one amazing cook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113674643420098266?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113674643420098266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113674643420098266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113674643420098266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113674643420098266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/saturday-night-fever.html' title='Saturday Night Fever!'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113674635636136313</id><published>2006-01-07T10:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T11:10:51.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gamer Pro</title><content type='html'>Micah Intently Watching &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/169/9276/320/IM000884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/169/9276/320/IM000884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113674635636136313?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113674635636136313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113674635636136313&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113674635636136313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113674635636136313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/gamer-pro.html' title='Gamer Pro'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113674634089315241</id><published>2006-01-07T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T11:11:11.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trio</title><content type='html'>Controled by T.V. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/169/9276/320/IM000882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/169/9276/320/IM000882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here we go from left to right "Steve, Paul, Wei Wei". Soon as they were done eating they dug into the games while me and Matt were playing chess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113674634089315241?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113674634089315241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113674634089315241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113674634089315241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113674634089315241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/trio.html' title='The Trio'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113674627019071217</id><published>2006-01-07T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T11:11:24.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Dance Revolution</title><content type='html'>Dance Dance revolution &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/169/9276/320/IM000893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/169/9276/320/IM000893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After most of the people had left from their place we all gave Micah the decision of what game to play( Because it's his birthday). And he chose to go back over to Steves house to play somemore Dance Dance Revolution. So once we got there Steve warned the neighbors. And we played till it was time to go to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113674627019071217?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113674627019071217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113674627019071217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113674627019071217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113674627019071217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/dance-dance-revolution.html' title='Dance Dance Revolution'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113674586344394350</id><published>2006-01-06T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T11:11:49.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Begining of a Busy Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000877.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, alright this weekend was really busy. I thought I was going to Micah's to relax and talk.....HA! No way! Soon as I got off the bus we were off to his church. We got there and there was a great guy I met named Serge. He is the main guitar player and singer in the worship team at Micah adn Katie's church. Then once we got done that we, went back to his place to find Katie had gona over to a friends house. And so me and Micah pilled back into his little car and went to Steves house " where Katie was ". Soon as we get in there they started talking about this game " dance dance revolution ". And I was like " what is that? " And so Steve hauls out these big mats with arrows on them. By this time I was so confused, not knowing what this is. And so I sit down and watch them play for a little while. And then I got the idea of how to play. So I got up my first time and did ok. Second time went up against Steve and whopped him! I was feeling pretty good. Also while we were there I got the chance to play Micah at chess. It was a pretty intense game. I confused him by using a strategy he had never seen. And I never knew I was doing. But then he got a grip on what I was doing and he beat me. So for the rest of the night we kept playing Dance Dance Revolution. But before we left Micah did his awesome break dancing moves for all of us to watch. Then after Katie told him to stop, we went back to the Peterson palace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113674586344394350?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113674586344394350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113674586344394350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113674586344394350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113674586344394350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/begining-of-busy-weekend.html' title='Begining of a Busy Weekend!'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113649575243950075</id><published>2006-01-05T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T11:03:36.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next best star!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here he is Jed. This kid is 6 years old, and man can he play the drums. I showed him one beat and he was off the hook! He wsa playin teh drums like he owned them! And check out his little drum set, I did have a picture of me behind them, but they didn't seem to come out. Oh well if I get some of the copies his mother took, I will have them on here pronto! Anyway this is the next drummer I will be playing with on stage " within a couple of years ". (Jed is the one on the far right holding the mic.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113649575243950075?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113649575243950075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113649575243950075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113649575243950075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113649575243950075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2006/01/next-best-star.html' title='Next best star!'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113632984181536126</id><published>2005-12-30T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T14:36:26.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well everybody, I think it is time you all met Keith. This is the lead guitar player from the band I played with for Battle of the Bands. Great Guy! Well me Keith and the other guitar player Dylan all got together and had a jam. It was pretty good. Then our plans were changed....so me and Keith went up the street to my place. We had a great discussion about the Bible, and i introduced him to who Keith Green was. While all of this was happening, Keith was eating a sandwich. Then he saw my guitar so, he decided to put two and two together. And so he sat there and played my guitar with a sandwich. Luckily it didn't do anything to the guitar! Then Dylan gave us a call and told us to come back down for the night. So we packed up and headed down. When we get there we realize there is only enough room for two people to stay in Dylan's room. So since I practically live there sometimes, I volunteered to sleep downstairs with Jersey " the dog". And that night I was good and warm laying beside the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times Boys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113632984181536126?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113632984181536126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113632984181536126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113632984181536126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113632984181536126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2005/12/keith.html' title='Keith'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113632880399603897</id><published>2005-12-25T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T14:16:58.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Christmas was awesome! Christmas eve I went to my grandparents place, had some ham! Then christmas morning they all came over to our place to see our vast amount of goodies. Then they were all off to my Aunt and uncles place. And finally boxing day the whole family went to my Grandparents for Turkey " the dressing and gravy was amazing!" And that is the summary of my christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113632880399603897?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113632880399603897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113632880399603897&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113632880399603897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113632880399603897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113632707079643186</id><published>2005-12-18T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T17:05:52.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confirmation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000821.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000821.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000822.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/IM000825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000822.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000821.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000822.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/IM000821.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well I think i have gotten the handle on how to blog now. Now I am blogging all of the things that I did around Christmas. One of the most recent things that has happened in life is that I was confirmed. It was a really great service! I was very happy to see my good friends Micah and Katie, who drove all the way up from Moncton to come to my confirmation. I was also pleased to find Eli Brayley, another good friend of mine there. I was really suprised at how Bishop Miller was such a relaxed guy...... Soon as the service was done we all went over to the church hall to have coffee hour. Then soon as we were done that I headed off to Christ Church Cathedral, to play the youth service that night. John Galbraith spoke there, he was really good. And of course our media projector decided to give up on us. So it ended up being an up close and personal service. We decided to play songs that most of the people there would know. And so we all sang and worshiped with what we had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113632707079643186?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113632707079643186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113632707079643186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113632707079643186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113632707079643186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2005/12/confirmation.html' title='Confirmation'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113641393955546972</id><published>2005-12-17T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T14:32:19.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keith Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/Keith%20Green.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a guy some of you have probably heard me talking about. Keith Green was an amazing christian songwriter. He used conviction in his songs, that was his way of getting their attention and preaching to them. He died in a plane crash on July.28 1982, along with his two children. Still his music is being sold. But i think he needs to be brought back "musicaly speaking". So go buy his CD's up at the lighthouse or those of you who have ways of downloading songs. Keith probably would have wanted it that way, that you take his music for free. So have a great time listening to him, and i recomend this short biography written by his wife Melody Green. &lt;a href="http://www.lastdaysministries.org/keith/history.html"&gt;http://www.lastdaysministries.org/keith/history.html&lt;/a&gt; And if you want to listen to some of his sermons contact me and I will give you the site. Also if you can't get his music I will gladly burn them for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113641393955546972?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113641393955546972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113641393955546972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113641393955546972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113641393955546972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2005/12/keith-green.html' title='Keith Green'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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-20458622.post-113626141197266839</id><published>2005-12-16T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T14:18:02.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/1600/b-day%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/508/2050/320/b-day%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here it is my first blog. This is awesome! I just figured out how to load pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20458622-113626141197266839?l=funkybrotha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/feeds/113626141197266839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20458622&amp;postID=113626141197266839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113626141197266839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20458622/posts/default/113626141197266839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funkybrotha.blogspot.com/2005/12/first-blog.html' title='First Blog'/><author><name>T.C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04844850111463398107</uri><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></feed>
