<?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-8151533486355302713</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:28:04.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanderings of a Lost Moose</title><subtitle type='html'>Brought to you by Vision 19:1</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-5527878073863496746</id><published>2009-07-29T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:35:55.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wandering the Word</title><content type='html'>I have moved our site. Visit us over and "Wandering the Word". We will be using this site to facilitate our bible study. Hope to see you there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wanderingtheword.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://wanderingtheword.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-5527878073863496746?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/5527878073863496746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=5527878073863496746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5527878073863496746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5527878073863496746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2009/07/wandering-word.html' title='Wandering the Word'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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-8151533486355302713.post-5370516776732757111</id><published>2009-07-28T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T12:35:54.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Kindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/Sm8mPHTNs3I/AAAAAAAAAvA/ZTo918fpA3o/s1600-h/IMG_4448_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/Sm8mPHTNs3I/AAAAAAAAAvA/ZTo918fpA3o/s200/IMG_4448_edited-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363547722321081202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I read 2 Samuel 9. It tells the story of David's kindness to Mephibosheth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mephibo-WHO???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long story that I won't go into here (if you really want to know the whole story read 1 Samuel and 2 Samuel in the Old Testament. The short version is this...David had a friend named Jonathan, Jonathan's dad's name was Saul, and Jonathan had a son named Mephibosheth (Saul's grandson). Confused yet??? Like I said, read 1 and 2 Samuel...well one day David asks this question "Is anyone still alive from Saul's family? If so I want to show God's kindness to them." God's kindness....the words jumped right off the page. So I asked the obvious question "Why God's Kindness? Why not just regular ordinary, everyday kindness? Why say specifically "GOD'S KINDNESS?" So I went searching for God's kindness, longing to know what it meant. Well, I found the answer in Ephesians 2:1-7...No I am NOT going to put it here! You go read it!! RIGHT NOW!!! : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see it? Did you see God's kindness and what it is??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now read Colossians 3:12...Go ahead, read it and see what it says about kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is God's Kindness and how is it different from our human kindness?? Leave you comments.  I would love to know what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-5370516776732757111?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/5370516776732757111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=5370516776732757111' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5370516776732757111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5370516776732757111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2009/07/gods-kindness.html' title='God&apos;s Kindness'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/Sm8mPHTNs3I/AAAAAAAAAvA/ZTo918fpA3o/s72-c/IMG_4448_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-3361709813312998459</id><published>2009-07-27T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T11:52:58.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Old Testament</title><content type='html'>"Such things were written in the Scriptures long ago to teach us. And the Scriptures give us hope and encouragement as we wait patiently for God’s promises to be fulfilled."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 15:4 (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prior to the beginning of this summer, I decided that we in Epic Jv would be looking at people of the Old Testament. Romans 15:4 has been a constant reminder of why we are doing this. From Daniel and his refusal to stop praying to Moses and his call at the burning bush. From Gideon taking his 300 dog drinker army to Elijah and his reliance and unwavering belief in the power of God, it truly has been, at least for me, a summer of encouragement, hope, and a great deal of learning. This weekend we looked at Ruth and how she steadfastly lived out the words of Philippians 2:3-4 (NLT) "Don’t be selfish; don’t try to impress others. Be humble, thinking of others as better than yourselves. Don’t look out only for your own interests, but take an interest in others, too." I was once again challenged to think of others first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is has been encouraging to know that there are others who have come before and lived out the words of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith, let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 12:1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-3361709813312998459?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/3361709813312998459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=3361709813312998459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/3361709813312998459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/3361709813312998459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-testament.html' title='The Old Testament'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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-8151533486355302713.post-1701081024824520975</id><published>2009-07-24T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T09:10:00.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is crazy!! I am blogging from my phone. Another new way to say nothing important. How amazing is this?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-1701081024824520975?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/1701081024824520975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=1701081024824520975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/1701081024824520975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/1701081024824520975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-crazy-i-am-blogging-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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-8151533486355302713.post-752054466556462860</id><published>2009-07-23T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:47:18.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!!</title><content type='html'>Just about a year ago I made a major life change. I became a Junior High Pastor. It has been a wonderful new adventure for me (and my wife) and it is my prayer that I will be on this adventure for quite some time. Shortly after I began this new adventure my blogging came to a rather abrupt halt. I felt that I neither had the time nor the purpose to blog...until now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I find myself back here in cyberspace with one purpose in mind. Get kids thinking about as well as reading the word of God...THE BIBLE!!! So this is my new direction. The moose is once again on the lose in an effort that I might be used to unleash the power of the Bible in the lives of some amazing young men and ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Come back soon as we all (hopefully) begin to "wander" together in search of truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-752054466556462860?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/752054466556462860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=752054466556462860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/752054466556462860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/752054466556462860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!!'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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-8151533486355302713.post-7779692401145047916</id><published>2009-03-13T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:08:03.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="position:relative;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewIMix?id=299029326&amp;s=143441&amp;v0=575" target="_self"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ax.phobos.apple.com.edgesuite.net/images/spacer.gif" border="0" width="60" height="60" style="position:absolute; top:30px; left:12px;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewIMix?id=299029326&amp;s=143441&amp;v0=575" target="_self"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ax.phobos.apple.com.edgesuite.net/images/spacer.gif" border="0" width="200" height="20" style="position:absolute; top:30px; left:75px;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="itms://ax.phobos.apple.com.edgesuite.net/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/publishedPlayListHelp?v0=575" target="_self"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ax.phobos.apple.com.edgesuite.net/images/spacer.gif" border="0" width="175" height="20" style="position:absolute; top:295px; left:65px;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed src="http://ax.itunes.apple.com/flash/feedreader.swf" FlashVars="host=http://ax.itunes.apple.com&amp;feed=WebObjects/MZStoreServices.woa/ws/RSS/imix/html=false/imixid=299029326/sf=143441/xml?v0=575" quality="high" salign="lt" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="330" name="feedreader" align="top" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-7779692401145047916?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/7779692401145047916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=7779692401145047916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/7779692401145047916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/7779692401145047916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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-8151533486355302713.post-1053980129255709667</id><published>2008-11-03T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:47:01.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to Think About........</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.leestrobel.com/videoserver/player.php?clip=strobelT1197&amp;amp;link=http://www.ccn5shop.com/video/leestrobel/Creator/topic/wmv_M/strobelT1197_M.wmv&amp;amp;playerType=WM" name="player" width="320" height="304" scrolling="no" frameborder="0"&gt;[Your browser does not support frames or is currently configured not to display frames. Please contact tech support if you are unable to configure your browser for frames.]&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-1053980129255709667?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/1053980129255709667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=1053980129255709667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/1053980129255709667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/1053980129255709667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/11/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to Think About........'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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-8151533486355302713.post-2512305685296664430</id><published>2008-10-13T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:49:38.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit of the Rotisserie Chicken????</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cf-toYDxUSk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cf-toYDxUSk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is WAY too funny.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this band!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-2512305685296664430?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/2512305685296664430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=2512305685296664430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/2512305685296664430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/2512305685296664430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/10/spirit-of-rotisserie-chicken.html' title='Spirit of the Rotisserie Chicken????'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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-8151533486355302713.post-9207980538781127142</id><published>2008-10-08T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:06:56.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Believe in Accidents........</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_e4zgJXPpI4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_e4zgJXPpI4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......I believe in purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this thanks to friends on Facebook. Oh Yeah, I am so speaking on this very, very soon in Epic JV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-9207980538781127142?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/9207980538781127142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=9207980538781127142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/9207980538781127142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/9207980538781127142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-believe-in-accidents.html' title='Don&apos;t Believe in Accidents........'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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-8151533486355302713.post-2481849581674183617</id><published>2008-10-01T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:26:26.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush : "Far Cry" from upcoming live DVD</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cHac_3OPMto&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cHac_3OPMto&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-2481849581674183617?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/2481849581674183617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=2481849581674183617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/2481849581674183617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/2481849581674183617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/10/rush-far-cry-from-upcoming-live-dvd.html' title='Rush : &quot;Far Cry&quot; from upcoming live DVD'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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-8151533486355302713.post-6671897206995428736</id><published>2008-09-17T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:35:33.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Winners are..................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SNHZ304vwAI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Tkr0gV2RAW0/s1600-h/RE2304+Red+Record+Player.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SNHZ304vwAI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Tkr0gV2RAW0/s200/RE2304+Red+Record+Player.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247214593976025090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I have undertaken a little exercise. I have decided to see which artists take up the most space on my iPod. So here are the top 25 bands and the amount of songs on my iPod.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;......and the winners are...............&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Here are the top 25 from 25 - 1&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Genesis : 75&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Foo Fighters : 76&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Bon Jovi : 76&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Led Zeppelin : 76&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. ZZ Top : 78&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The Eagles : 79&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Eric Clapton : 81&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. The Cars : 81&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Brad Paisley : 84&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Van Halen : 87&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. U2 : 89&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Iron Maiden : 92&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Def Leppard : 96&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. AC/DC : 102&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Metallica : 102&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Queensryche : 105&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Tom Petty : 108&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Clint Black : 111&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Journey : 124&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;6. King's X : 131&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;5. The Who : 132&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pink Floyd : &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;138&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Scorpions : 141&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bruce Springsteen : 151&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;1. The Beatles : 181&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Wait.................There is one I forgot....................Who was it??????????&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;RUSH : 320 Songs!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have to say about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-6671897206995428736?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/6671897206995428736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=6671897206995428736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/6671897206995428736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/6671897206995428736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-winners-are.html' title='And the Winners are..................'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SNHZ304vwAI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Tkr0gV2RAW0/s72-c/RE2304+Red+Record+Player.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-8099093255395081728</id><published>2008-09-13T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T09:08:05.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Metallica is Back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SMvkkQu09CI/AAAAAAAAAkE/eIt1yQD8_os/s1600-h/Metallica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SMvkkQu09CI/AAAAAAAAAkE/eIt1yQD8_os/s400/Metallica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245537502620873762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just bought the new Metallica yesterday. While I have enjoyed moments of Metallica from the last 17 years (since the black album) I haven't, as a whole, been really into what they have released since then. Well, the new album, which was released yesterday, is in my opinion, AMAZING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note I also bought a new iPod (120 gb) to fit all my &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SMvlT596PmI/AAAAAAAAAkM/q6PmXpQRHXs/s1600-h/ipod-06-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SMvlT596PmI/AAAAAAAAAkM/q6PmXpQRHXs/s200/ipod-06-1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245538321143840354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;millinos of songs. One of the neat things about iPods is that you get to name them when you install them. My last iPod carries the name "Obi iPod" which is pretty cool, but my new iPod carries an even greater name...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for it..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qui-Pod Gin.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he he he :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i now have all my music, including the new Metallica. Very nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-8099093255395081728?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/8099093255395081728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=8099093255395081728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/8099093255395081728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/8099093255395081728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/09/metallica-is-back.html' title='Metallica is Back!!!'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SMvkkQu09CI/AAAAAAAAAkE/eIt1yQD8_os/s72-c/Metallica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-7086040957919042304</id><published>2008-08-24T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T21:51:17.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What an Amazing Olympics it was........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SLI6MDduBOI/AAAAAAAAAj8/GJNeMkjtHWI/s1600-h/olympics1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SLI6MDduBOI/AAAAAAAAAj8/GJNeMkjtHWI/s400/olympics1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238313295348106466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the Olympics. I mean I absolutely love the Olympics. Next to Baseball, there is absolutely nothing like the Olympics. I, like many of you, have spent many a late night watching some amazing performances. Michael Phelps 8 Gold Medals. Double Gold in beach volleyball. The Chinese divers, Nastia and Shawn in gymnastics, Natalie Coughlin 6 medals in the pool....so many amazing performances. But there are 5 that top my list. My top 5 Olympic moments. Here they are.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SLI3pDU3TcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/BmIHfO0i0Vs/s1600-h/41635917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SLI3pDU3TcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/BmIHfO0i0Vs/s400/41635917.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238310494992289218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#5 Dara Torres in the 100 M Freestyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I am almost 39 and find it awesome that someone 41 can still "mix it up" with those much younger. Do I care that she only won silver?? Not really. What she did was still amazing. Just as amazing as if she had won Gold. Way to Go Dara!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SLI3-zh1yUI/AAAAAAAAAjs/yB2rRd9AZjk/s1600-h/neville2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SLI3-zh1yUI/AAAAAAAAAjs/yB2rRd9AZjk/s400/neville2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238310868708870466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#4 David Neville Jumping across the finish line to capture Bronze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was awesome!!!! Then he says, I just wanted to give it my all and give all the glory to the lord, or something like that. He jumped across the finish line!!!!! I say again, THAT WAS AWESOME!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SLI3kV9oYwI/AAAAAAAAAjU/9oe37P6G848/s1600-h/0013729e45180a1b436d62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SLI3kV9oYwI/AAAAAAAAAjU/9oe37P6G848/s400/0013729e45180a1b436d62.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238310414095770370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#3 Team U.S.A Winning gold in volleyball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering how the games began for their head coach, how big was that. I watched the gold medal match against Brazil and it was an epic match. Brazil is an amazing volleyball team and team USA has to match that amazing level of play to come out as victors. They earned it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SLI495FmsKI/AAAAAAAAAj0/swc0oo3Q-Ro/s1600-h/1338fcd8-710b-4fc0-965f-a41eabca37c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SLI495FmsKI/AAAAAAAAAj0/swc0oo3Q-Ro/s400/1338fcd8-710b-4fc0-965f-a41eabca37c0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238311952532811938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#2 Usain Bolt dominating in the 100 and 200m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was just otherworldly. I have never seen anyone run so fluidly, so easy......and so darn FAST!!!! Did you see him pull away in the 100m???? Did you see that????? I haven't seen every race ever, but that was incredible. I could watch him run every day. It is poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SLI33lJPWwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/dPmAgXK1nnw/s1600-h/lezak_789382c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SLI33lJPWwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/dPmAgXK1nnw/s400/lezak_789382c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238310744588507906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#1 Jason Lezak chasing down Frenchie in the 4x100m freestyle relay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That my friends may have have been one of the greatest Olympic moments ever. He was almost a whole body length behind when he jumped in the water, and with nothing but heart chased down Frenchie on the back leg of the race. THAT WAS ALL HEART!!!! Jason Lezak is my number one moment from these games, HANDS DOWN!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great Olympic games. I can't wait for the 2010 Winter Games in Vancouver.&lt;br /&gt;speed skating rules!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-7086040957919042304?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/7086040957919042304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=7086040957919042304' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/7086040957919042304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/7086040957919042304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-amazing-olympics-it-was.html' title='What an Amazing Olympics it was........'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SLI6MDduBOI/AAAAAAAAAj8/GJNeMkjtHWI/s72-c/olympics1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-4561345483035063777</id><published>2008-07-26T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:16.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10,000 SONGS!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I have not blogged for a while, for a variety of reasons, but I had to resume my blogging because I have done something so..........well, I will let you fill in the adjective. I have just past the 10,000 song mark in my iTunes library. 10,000 songs. 30 days worth of listening. Now granted, there a few duplicates in my library, but for our purposes here, my iTunes counter shows 10,000 songs, so I am going with it. Out of Control. Now, what was this song you ask?? What was the tune that brought the number to 6 digits??? Well, I find it some what appropriate, and if you have the nerve go and download it yourself. If you know me, you will go, "Yeah, that's strangely perfect."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SIu-8zajxgI/AAAAAAAAAiE/589tC2hdw3E/s1600-h/61MTCRCPYPL._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SIu-8zajxgI/AAAAAAAAAiE/589tC2hdw3E/s400/61MTCRCPYPL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227481744296625666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a song by a band called Dragonforce called "Through the Fire and Flames". It's a crazy 80's sounding metal song. Like I said, if you dare, go download my fellow 80's metal friends. It's my 10,000th song in the iTunes library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know......songs 10,001 - 10,009 were songs from Steely Dan's "The Royal Scam." Song 9,999 was a Dwight Yoakam song from his latest album "Dwight Sings Buck", as in Buck Owens from Hee-Haw fame. Great songs. Yeah, my music likes are quite diverse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-4561345483035063777?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/4561345483035063777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=4561345483035063777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/4561345483035063777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/4561345483035063777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/07/10000-songs.html' title='10,000 SONGS!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SIu-8zajxgI/AAAAAAAAAiE/589tC2hdw3E/s72-c/61MTCRCPYPL._SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-8241163571145858972</id><published>2008-07-16T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:16.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Certainly Was a Midsummer Classic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SH5OrqcfKoI/AAAAAAAAAh8/HiEJMSE85uw/s1600-h/502px-2008_MLB_All-Star_Game_Logo.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SH5OrqcfKoI/AAAAAAAAAh8/HiEJMSE85uw/s400/502px-2008_MLB_All-Star_Game_Logo.svg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223699129831467650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one thing I never spoken of in my blog and that is my love of the game of baseball. Apart from God and my family, it is the thing I love most in this world. I suppose my reason for not writing about this topic is the fact that my team, The San Diego Padres, are mired in one of their worst seasons ever. It hurts too much to think about it, but for one day a year I can put aside my love of one team and watch the game I love. The Midsummer Classic - The All Star Game. Last night's game was amazing. Final year of Yankee Stadium, New York and Major League Baseball did a great job. The Pre-game Parade, Having the starting players run out to their respective positions during introductions, where they were greeted by so many Hall of Fame greats, the final being Yogi Berra in the place where he created his legend. It was an incredible sight to see. And then the game. IT WAS A CLASSIC!!!! 15 innings ending on a bang bang play at the plate. It had great pitching, great defense (apart from one player), Some timely hits, plays at the plate, a pitcher getting out of bases-loaded-nobody out situation, amazing play after amazing play. If you didn't like that game then you don't like baseball. I will remember this game for a long time because it was, like I said, A CLASSIC!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now must go back to rooting for my team. Hey, only 10 games out at the break.....stranger things have happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-8241163571145858972?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/8241163571145858972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=8241163571145858972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/8241163571145858972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/8241163571145858972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-certainly-was-midsummer-classic.html' title='It Certainly Was a Midsummer Classic'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SH5OrqcfKoI/AAAAAAAAAh8/HiEJMSE85uw/s72-c/502px-2008_MLB_All-Star_Game_Logo.svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-4452280926741755223</id><published>2008-07-14T21:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:16.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Band Part 3 : Rhythm Guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHw0ZGxTlXI/AAAAAAAAAgk/BQ6UPIbCIM4/s1600-h/Pete1977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHw0ZGxTlXI/AAAAAAAAAgk/BQ6UPIbCIM4/s200/Pete1977.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223107273761723762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I said last time that singer would be next. Well, I was mistaken. But this one is short because there is only one choice for Rhythm Guitar. There is only one nominee. He is so far and away the best choice for this position I am not even going to waist anyone's time with a list of nominees. It is Pete Townshend. No one, and I mean no one, on the planet Earth can play a chord like Pete. Power personified. When I play chords, when I play acoustic, when I play rhythm, I want to sound like Pete Townshend because he is "The Hammer" as I like to call it. So in my band there is only on guy that I want playing chords, that I want driving the rhythm of the songs and that is Pete. Listen to a Who record and you will just be floored by his rhythms, by the sheer power of his playing. It is AHHHH-MMAAAA-ZZZINGGGGG!!!!! So there you have it. Rhythm guitarist. Pete Townsend (We will let him play a little lead as well.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-4452280926741755223?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/4452280926741755223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=4452280926741755223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/4452280926741755223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/4452280926741755223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/07/ultimate-band-part-3-rhythm-guitar.html' title='Ultimate Band Part 3 : Rhythm Guitar'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHw0ZGxTlXI/AAAAAAAAAgk/BQ6UPIbCIM4/s72-c/Pete1977.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-7196989680536706866</id><published>2008-07-13T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:18.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Band Part 2 : Bass (In search of Geddy Paul Jones)</title><content type='html'>Welcome to part 2 of the creation of my Ultimate Band. Last time around, we looked at drums. Now, I will be saving the final lineup of my ultimate band for the end of this quest. I will announce the members of my band in one single post. One more things, in creating my ultimate band it is important that I think about what kind of band I will create. My band will be a rock band, but with a progressive rock lean. Odd time signatures, long songs with many different movements, you know.....progressive. So this will figure in to my decision of who gets in my band. Also remember, no member of RUSH is eligible because it is not fair. They are my ultimate band!!! So once again. No Alex, No Geddy, No Neil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.......the nominees for Bassist in my band are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrOChT73PI/AAAAAAAAAfs/qEYsCsG-neo/s1600-h/Frank_Bello_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrOChT73PI/AAAAAAAAAfs/qEYsCsG-neo/s200/Frank_Bello_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222713260586556658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frank Bello (Anthrax) :&lt;/span&gt; How about this choice. Didn't see this one coming did you?? I love Anthrax, and I love the sound of Frank Bello's bass on all Anthrax tracks. Unlike Metallica, where you can't hear the bass very well, Frank Bello's bass in very prominent in the mix, and it sounds great. Plus, he alwasy wore those great 80's shorts and a tank top. How cool is that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrN4nNa2yI/AAAAAAAAAfk/tQLNKuTxEjg/s1600-h/cs-BillySheehan1-Atlanta71901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrN4nNa2yI/AAAAAAAAAfk/tQLNKuTxEjg/s200/cs-BillySheehan1-Atlanta71901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222713090371148578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Billy Sheehan (David Lee Roth Band, Mr. Big, Steve Vai, Etc.) :&lt;/span&gt; This guy shreds, so he deserves to be on this list for that reason alone. But, one listen to the 1st Mr. Big album, and you will know exactly why he is one of my nominees. The bass work on that record is amazing. At times he shreds right along side Paul Gilbert, but then he lays down these big, fat, amazing bass lines that support some incredible songs. A great bass player who can do some much more than shred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrORCFgJaI/AAAAAAAAAgE/iWbA8kh2XSo/s1600-h/John+Myung+Bass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrORCFgJaI/AAAAAAAAAgE/iWbA8kh2XSo/s200/John+Myung+Bass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222713509902558626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ohn Myung (Dream Theater, Platypus, The Jelly Jam) :&lt;/span&gt; Dream Theater Live at Budhakon..........nuff said. This guy is sick. Give a listen Platypus and the Jelly Jam as well. I can't describe what he does. It is too cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrNyLBZr6I/AAAAAAAAAfc/1SHOZ5gBhzw/s1600-h/406043113_1889f1e67d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrNyLBZr6I/AAAAAAAAAfc/1SHOZ5gBhzw/s200/406043113_1889f1e67d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222712979725332386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John McVie (Fleetwood Mac, John Mayall's Bluesbreakers) :&lt;/span&gt; Put on some headphones and listen to Fleetwood Mac song. Any song at all, and you will understand why he is on this list. He just lays it down. So very, very solid. If you are starting off on the bass, listen to Fleetwood Mac (Try the song Dreams) and you will learn what it means to be great bassist. You can't call yourself a drummer if you don't know Steely Dan, and you can't call yourself a bassist if you don't love the tones of John McVie. So Good!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mario Cipollina (Huey Lewis and the News) :&lt;/span&gt; The guy is just too cool with the glasses and all. That's it. Too Cool!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrOHItB0tI/AAAAAAAAAf0/wDTvGG6-g3U/s1600-h/steve_harris_epa_232831g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrOHItB0tI/AAAAAAAAAf0/wDTvGG6-g3U/s200/steve_harris_epa_232831g.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222713339880264402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steve Harris (Iron Maiden) :&lt;/span&gt; When your fingers move that fast, and carry a steady rhythm, you get to be a nominee for my band. I love Maiden, and the bass is such a huge part of their sound that he has to be on this list. Long Live the Gallop!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrNqDeRnPI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Fc5qEYEBv5c/s1600-h/3779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrNqDeRnPI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Fc5qEYEBv5c/s200/3779.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222712840260001010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Paul Jones (Led Zeppelin) :&lt;/span&gt; John Bohnam and John Paul Jones. How good are these two??? Well how good are Zeppelin's songs??? Yeah, they rock. John Paul Jones is another guy that lays down the coolest bass lines. Once again put on some headphones and listen to what is happening underneath the guitars and vocals........it is crazy how good the bass lines are. So subtle and so down right frigid (because the adjective cool is cool enough to describe what this guy does.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrNjz8XB0I/AAAAAAAAAfE/BcT_YAyeocM/s1600-h/064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrNjz8XB0I/AAAAAAAAAfE/BcT_YAyeocM/s200/064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222712733012002626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark King (Level 42) :&lt;/span&gt; The bass on Level 42 songs are great. I mean, what else can I say. He is a great bassist. Probably the first bassist that really caught my attention as a young lad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrOMT2ENRI/AAAAAAAAAf8/as9WYnpxQLY/s1600-h/LesClaypool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrOMT2ENRI/AAAAAAAAAf8/as9WYnpxQLY/s200/LesClaypool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222713428770305298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Les Claypool (Primus) :&lt;/span&gt; Jerry Was, Is, and Will always be a race car driver. Anyone that knows me knew this guy was going to be a nominee. My Name is Mud indeed. No one sounds like Les. He is his own creature, and I love it. He plays and makes the music he wants, and does not apologize for it. Guy is a crazy, funny cat as well. And, he has played with them members of Rush. I mean that alone gets him a nomination. Long Live Tommy the Cat!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrNtZapy8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/OKAjq2aIZ0c/s1600-h/119083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrNtZapy8I/AAAAAAAAAfU/OKAjq2aIZ0c/s200/119083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222712897689996226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris Squire (Yes) :&lt;/span&gt; ROUNDABOUT!!!!! That is all I need to say to justify his nomination. I will say it again.....ROUNDABOUT!!!! IF you like Yes, you like Chris Squire. Just a great bass player. The bass on each Yes song is present and great. Steve Howe does not play a lot of heavy chords so Mr. Squire needs to hold down that bottom end. Listen to Siberian Khatru and you will realize why he is one this list. Heck, just listen to any Yes song and you will know why he is on this list. Once again.......say it with  me......ROUNDABOUT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Entwhistle (The Who) :&lt;/span&gt; I think he was the first bassist to play the way so many other bassists (the fellows up above) play today. The 1st "lead" bassist. I don't know how The Who could have sounded like The Who without his playing. Simply remarkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it........the finalist for the bassist of my ultimate band. Let me know what you think. Did I leave of you favorite??? Let me know. Sound off. These are my favorties though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Coming Next: Lead Singer (Otherwise known as "Person who wouldn't be caught dead on American Idol.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-7196989680536706866?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/7196989680536706866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=7196989680536706866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/7196989680536706866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/7196989680536706866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/07/ultimate-band-part-2-bass-in-search-of.html' title='Ultimate Band Part 2 : Bass (In search of Geddy Paul Jones)'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHrOChT73PI/AAAAAAAAAfs/qEYsCsG-neo/s72-c/Frank_Bello_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-7782721125152440483</id><published>2008-07-11T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:18.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ultimate Band : The Drums</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago a friend of mine asked what would be my ultimate band. As a music lover, this was a difficult question. I like a lot of music of all different styles (except Reggae, not into that, but my friend said he would make me a CD of reggae that I would like. I welcome the challenge) but anyway. So I played the game, MY ULTIMATE BAND. I came up with a band that night, but I thought it would make a fun post. I will play it like any awards show and start with the nominees. First rule though.....as a huge fan of the band RUSH, Geddy, Alex, and Neil are not eligible. I mean, they are the perfect, ultimate band already. So for purposes of this discussion, we will leave them fully intact and out of the conversation. I also wanted to create a band that would actually work. So I will try to steer clear of the "Supergroup" mentality. Now if I write down all the nominees we will be here all day, so I will do each post by instrument. Let's start with the foundation.......The drums. Now as far as drummers go, I want a guy who lays down the beat, but adds a little "pizazz" to the mix. That is what I like. Solid with some flare. So here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nominees are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeKybEAPqI/AAAAAAAAAd8/vLjFqYYZkUE/s1600-h/2641578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeKybEAPqI/AAAAAAAAAd8/vLjFqYYZkUE/s200/2641578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221794891822022306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keith Moon (The Who) :&lt;/span&gt; Moonie (may I call him that) is amazing. He's a nut on the drums. Lotta flare. But it is rooted in keeping the time. His drumming is very interesting to listen to. It's very free, liberated, and spontaneous. It just flows out of his personality. Big, Loud, and above all else, FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeLGDexakI/AAAAAAAAAek/m09ZHsIVH5A/s1600-h/nicko_mcbrain1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeLGDexakI/AAAAAAAAAek/m09ZHsIVH5A/s200/nicko_mcbrain1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221795229089229378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicko McBrain (Iron Maiden) :&lt;/span&gt; Guy doesn't use a click. He is able to change the speed of a song on a dime, and make it work. Amazing. Once again, the guy is crazy, funny, full of life. I like that is my drummers. I love the way he plays drums, and that is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeK5IlGSAI/AAAAAAAAAeM/OB3h4gZUzOo/s1600-h/0706IWFM_max_inline1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeK5IlGSAI/AAAAAAAAAeM/OB3h4gZUzOo/s200/0706IWFM_max_inline1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221795007119640578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Max Weinberg (Bruce Springsteen) :&lt;/span&gt; I love the mighty, mighty Max. It is funny watching him the whole show, watching Bruce like a hawk. And everyone else in the band is watching him.  He is great. Just lays it down. Seems like the perfect drummer. He is ready for anything. "Where we going Bruce?" as he's there. The mighty, mighty Max!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeMPi5WQdI/AAAAAAAAAes/PXy2L9iV5b0/s1600-h/135965_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeMPi5WQdI/AAAAAAAAAes/PXy2L9iV5b0/s200/135965_main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221796491652645330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rick Allen (Def Leppard) :&lt;/span&gt; Guy is on the is list for one reason. He lost his arm and came back to play drums........WELL!!! End of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeK9shUKoI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ekRH43pkxg4/s1600-h/john_bonham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeK9shUKoI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ekRH43pkxg4/s200/john_bonham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221795085486926466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Bonham (Led Zeppelin) :&lt;/span&gt; Are you kidding me!?!?! This guy was a monster. Jackhammer. As far as I am concerned, he was Led Zeppelin. Without him, there is and was no Zeppelin. I don't really care for any Zeppelin song that does not have drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeLCAHvlCI/AAAAAAAAAec/z50PPHTjwYQ/s1600-h/main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeLCAHvlCI/AAAAAAAAAec/z50PPHTjwYQ/s200/main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221795159467856930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stewart Copeland (The Police) :&lt;/span&gt; Here's the deal.......Sting may have written all the Police songs, but he was the least important person in that band. Andy Summers, and Stewart Copeland  make those songs come to life. Stewart made that band sound the way they did. The reason people liked The Police...they thought it was Sting. NOPE, it was Stewart. I mean, You know Stewart Copeland when you hear him. I like Sting as a solo artist, but if Stewart played those songs (and Andy played guitar) they would be so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeK1geCUcI/AAAAAAAAAeE/-AtqGbO2Kvo/s1600-h/bruford2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeK1geCUcI/AAAAAAAAAeE/-AtqGbO2Kvo/s200/bruford2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221794944812995010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bill Bruford (Yes) :&lt;/span&gt; I love Yes, and his drumming is great. So very interesting. Weird times, off hits, fun to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyone that has ever played drums for Steely Dan :&lt;/span&gt; It is no mistake that when I went to a recent class on drumming, the instructor was queuing up some Steely Dan. They always have the most amazing drums on their songs. There were a few kids in that class I took that had never heard a Steely Dan song. How on earth can you call yourself a drummer and not heard a Steely Dan song!?!?! YOU CAN'T!!!! If I want to hear great drums, I put on a Steely Dan album, and there it is.......Great Drumming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the Nominees. I am quite certain I left some great drummers off, but those are my favorites. Let me know who yours are. Let me know if I left off your favorite drummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming Next : BASS (Otherwise known as "In search of Geddy Paul Jones")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-7782721125152440483?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/7782721125152440483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=7782721125152440483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/7782721125152440483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/7782721125152440483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-ultimate-band-drums.html' title='My Ultimate Band : The Drums'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHeKybEAPqI/AAAAAAAAAd8/vLjFqYYZkUE/s72-c/2641578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-7335959459157053301</id><published>2008-07-10T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:21.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy - Daughter Day at Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHaYrBO7LoI/AAAAAAAAAdM/57jIMae7Rks/s1600-h/IMG_1774_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHaYrBO7LoI/AAAAAAAAAdM/57jIMae7Rks/s320/IMG_1774_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221528682815499906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Tuesday, my daughter and I took a trip to the happiest place on Earth. Although we missed Heather and Nate, it was a great day with just the two of us. We arrived at 10:00 and immediately went on our favorite ride. The Tram!!! We put our hands up and said "WOOOOOOO" we really do that. Anyway, we went over to California Adventure first to experience the newest ride at the magic kingdom, Toy Story Mania. WOW!! What a great ride!! IT WAS AWESOME!!!! We had to wait about 40 minutes, but it was worth it. Lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHaZKxEIktI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9SBVi2DloN0/s1600-h/IMG_1785_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHaZKxEIktI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9SBVi2DloN0/s320/IMG_1785_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221529228231086802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We then went on "Soarin' Over California". Devyn is quite excited now that she is over 40 inches tall. It has opened up a whole new world of ride opportunities. From there is was off to Disneyland for SPLASH MOUNTAIN. Devyn loves this ride. Except she kept reminding me "Hold on tight Daddy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHaZKxEIktI/AAAAAAAAAdc/9SBVi2DloN0/s1600-h/IMG_1785_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is was a great day. Pooh Bear, Haunted Mansion, Pirates, Big Thunder, Casey Jr., Pinocchio, Dumbo, Alice in Wonderland, Matterhorn, Buzz Lightyear, Star Tours, Parade, Cotton Candy, Jumping Jellyfish, Toy Story Mania (part 2), Bugs land and all the kid rides, and finally the Electrical Parade. We left at 9:30. 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHaZolvP4GI/AAAAAAAAAds/cJN7KUDyXtc/s320/IMG_1795_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221529740586770530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHaZ7WtI5cI/AAAAAAAAAd0/rZ1_gDFJIdc/s1600-h/IMG_1813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHaZ7WtI5cI/AAAAAAAAAd0/rZ1_gDFJIdc/s320/IMG_1813.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221530062968907202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-7335959459157053301?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/7335959459157053301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=7335959459157053301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/7335959459157053301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/7335959459157053301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/07/daddy-daughter-day-at-disneyland.html' title='Daddy - Daughter Day at Disneyland'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SHaYrBO7LoI/AAAAAAAAAdM/57jIMae7Rks/s72-c/IMG_1774_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-372370495500709759</id><published>2008-07-05T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:21.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pixar Does It Again!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SG_aY8AR0lI/AAAAAAAAAbU/QKtGagDpHTQ/s1600-h/wall_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SG_aY8AR0lI/AAAAAAAAAbU/QKtGagDpHTQ/s400/wall_e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219630615104705106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Here are a few facts:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) The Folks at Pixar are incapable of making a bad movie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Andrew Stanton is a genius&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Everyone must go see WALL-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love Pixar, and I think that every other studio (animation especially) is simply swimmin' in their wake. No animated movie in the past 15 years (except maybe Kung-Fu Panda) has come close to a Pixar movie in terms of character and story. Today, I saw the latest in this long line of masterpieces. WALL-E is GREAT!!!! I had high expectations for this film. Very high. I love Pixar, and Finding Nemo (directed also by Andrew Stanton) is one of the greatest films ever. So I went in expecting a masterpiece. Well, I got what I expected. It's a great film. Fact is, Pixar makes movies with great stories and great characters. WALL-E is a wonderful story about some lovable characters. I won't go into it anymore than that. If you don't like Pixar films, well I can't help you with that problem, but if you love good movies, great characters, Pixar films, Finding Nemo, wonderful endings, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAVE A SOUL&lt;/span&gt;..........then go and see WALL-E. You won't be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-372370495500709759?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/372370495500709759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=372370495500709759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/372370495500709759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/372370495500709759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/07/pixar-does-it-again.html' title='Pixar Does It Again!!!!'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SG_aY8AR0lI/AAAAAAAAAbU/QKtGagDpHTQ/s72-c/wall_e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-640169916574034244</id><published>2008-07-04T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:22.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun on the 4th!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SG6oOZxtbBI/AAAAAAAAAak/T5YWQNRzhm0/s1600-h/IMG_1368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SG6oOZxtbBI/AAAAAAAAAak/T5YWQNRzhm0/s400/IMG_1368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219293983560002578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:courier new;" &gt;It may sound crazy, silly, less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:courier new;" &gt; than noble, but I think that 232&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:courier new;" &gt; years ago when those brave men wrote and signed that glorious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:courier new;" &gt; declaration, this is one of the things they had in mind. Families enjoying life together, with freedom and liberty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SG6ptw2jTRI/AAAAAAAAAa0/PguqW469LYI/s1600-h/Nate+Getting+Splashed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SG6ptw2jTRI/AAAAAAAAAa0/PguqW469LYI/s320/Nate+Getting+Splashed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219295621841898770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:courier new;" &gt; I truly believe spending time with friends and family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:courier new;" &gt;, in harmony, in peace, and having a grand ol' time is a great way to pay homage to those incredible 56 gentlemen and all those others who have done all they can to ensure life, liberty and the pursuit of.......HAPPINESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SG6qFaEwK7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/Z8kuSK6KRRU/s1600-h/Devyn+Splashing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SG6qFaEwK7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/Z8kuSK6KRRU/s320/Devyn+Splashing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219296028044307378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Well, don't we look happy?? The family went to the park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:courier new;" &gt; this morning. I played Over the Line with some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:courier new;" &gt; friends while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Heather and the kids played on the playground. We then went and had ourselves a cool treat (A Coffee Bean Ultimate Vanilla Ice Blended Coffee drink, Dippin' Dots for the kids.) After, it was home, fill up the pool and have some fun. We enjoyed some apricots from our tree. We now are watching "The Bee Movie" then it is off to Heather's parents for dinner. It has been a great day. So thank you to all those who have, are, and will do what needs to be done to ensure the American Way of Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SG6nNL6uE_I/AAAAAAAAAac/zqw1Nei92nI/s1600-h/The+Kiddos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SG6nNL6uE_I/AAAAAAAAAac/zqw1Nei92nI/s400/The+Kiddos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219292863148200946" 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/8151533486355302713-640169916574034244?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/640169916574034244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=640169916574034244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/640169916574034244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/640169916574034244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/07/family-fun-on-4th.html' title='Family Fun on the 4th!!!'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SG6oOZxtbBI/AAAAAAAAAak/T5YWQNRzhm0/s72-c/IMG_1368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-6764650103262516102</id><published>2008-07-02T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:22.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Hello To My New Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SGxNM9QewVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ici8ZnWeTk8/s1600-h/IMG_1226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SGxNM9QewVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ici8ZnWeTk8/s320/IMG_1226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218630953213018450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, it's record player!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh happy day. I won't go into the hows and whys I was able to receive this wonderful new toy, but I am excited. I love records (I sold a bunch of them a few years ago and have regretted it ever sense.) But I still have a few, and so I spent the day working in the garage and listening to the old 45's (LPs actually). A little ZZ Top, a little Night Ranger, Yes, The Cars......oh and my original Star Wars Sountrack from 1977 (crackles and all). Such sweet music. It took me back to my friend James and I (James lived across the street) would spend the days in and around his garage just listening to music. Or my friend Randy (my only other friend who bought records) I would go to his house and we would play video games and listen to THE CARS on his turntable. So come by whenever you want, and we will hang out in the garage and listen to the tunes. TOO MUCH FUN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SGxNjLK0xxI/AAAAAAAAAZk/6tj_hLmKjTQ/s1600-h/IMG_1228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SGxNjLK0xxI/AAAAAAAAAZk/6tj_hLmKjTQ/s400/IMG_1228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218631334904514322" 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/8151533486355302713-6764650103262516102?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/6764650103262516102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=6764650103262516102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/6764650103262516102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/6764650103262516102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/07/say-hello-to-my-new-friend.html' title='Say Hello To My New Friend'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SGxNM9QewVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ici8ZnWeTk8/s72-c/IMG_1226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-8906719913922771293</id><published>2008-06-30T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:22.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SGlcnAaIq8I/AAAAAAAAAX0/OEir1obiIys/s1600-h/Joshua+Tree+Rock+Daek+Blue+copy_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SGlcnAaIq8I/AAAAAAAAAX0/OEir1obiIys/s200/Joshua+Tree+Rock+Daek+Blue+copy_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217803468479704002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Come check out my new blog. It's a "Picture of the day" blog. So,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt; unlike this particular blog (which I need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt; update more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt; often) it will be new everyday. I will also be sharing some of my opinions on photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.vision191.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;and don't forget to check out what I wrote about David Upton below (and buy his 5 song E.P.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-8906719913922771293?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/8906719913922771293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=8906719913922771293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/8906719913922771293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/8906719913922771293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-new-blog.html' title='My New Blog'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SGlcnAaIq8I/AAAAAAAAAX0/OEir1obiIys/s72-c/Joshua+Tree+Rock+Daek+Blue+copy_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-5352254350336371006</id><published>2008-06-27T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:22.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unshackled Indeed!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SGWu6qtH-WI/AAAAAAAAAVA/gdQ5XIhoNr8/s1600-h/2609284703_a71c522cc8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SGWu6qtH-WI/AAAAAAAAAVA/gdQ5XIhoNr8/s400/2609284703_a71c522cc8_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216768066297788770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A little over a year ago I met one the most friendly,  kindhearted, and welcoming people I have ever had the privilege of meeting. His name is David Upton. I was able to lead worship along side him on that day and play a truly remarkable song that David wrote. This past week I saw David at the Saddleback Worship Conference. He (and an amazing band) lead the "Overdrive" service at Saddleback every week. Well, I was able to worship along with David and the band on two separate occasions during the week, and all I can say is "WOW!!!" God was present in a big way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     It is a great honor to call David a friend. While I have only had the pleasure of his company on a few separate occasions, I do consider him a friend of the highest order. That all being said, I want all three of my readers to know about the 5 song E.P that David recorded and released I believe this last March. It is called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Unshackled" &lt;/span&gt;and I am not at all kidding when I say that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;it is one the finest collections of songs I HAVE EVER HEARD in my life. &lt;/span&gt;I love music. I love good music.  I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; music and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Unshackled"&lt;/span&gt;  is more than great. You can pick up a copy of this wonderful collection from David's website &lt;a href="http://www.daviduptonmusic.com/home.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also find it on&lt;a href="http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?id=278593129&amp;amp;s=143441"&gt; itunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write more about this wonderful CD later, but all 3 of you should go right now, do not pass go, do not collect $200, and buy this CD. You will not regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SGWz0CfSLMI/AAAAAAAAAVI/M5KSfRUJR64/s1600-h/2609284637_c65506948f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SGWz0CfSLMI/AAAAAAAAAVI/M5KSfRUJR64/s400/2609284637_c65506948f_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216773449981242562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the "Unshackled" video on YouTube &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6JCTY9cNzU"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-5352254350336371006?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/5352254350336371006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=5352254350336371006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5352254350336371006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5352254350336371006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/06/unshackled-indeed.html' title='Unshackled Indeed!!!!!'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SGWu6qtH-WI/AAAAAAAAAVA/gdQ5XIhoNr8/s72-c/2609284703_a71c522cc8_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-613522188515212279</id><published>2008-06-08T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:23.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret to Geddy Lee's Bass Tone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SEx7kClwfyI/AAAAAAAAAUw/-N7lsJd1tuU/s1600-h/081907_2359_RushRedrock3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SEx7kClwfyI/AAAAAAAAAUw/-N7lsJd1tuU/s400/081907_2359_RushRedrock3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209674728061566754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is too funny.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Rush fan as you all know. Well, In recent years when Rush has toured, they have employed a very interesting set design. To create a balanced stage look (because Alex has all his huge amps behind him) they have placed a variety of items behind Geddy Lee on stage left. 6 years ago it was washing machines. 4 years ago, Washing machines and vending machines. But on this current tour, Geddy has had huge rotisserie chickens ovens behind him. Little did we all know that is is the secret ingredient to the wondrous bass tones of Mr. Geddy Lee. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SEx7xzDgehI/AAAAAAAAAU4/c8qyUvtOjdo/s1600-h/HenHousef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SEx7xzDgehI/AAAAAAAAAU4/c8qyUvtOjdo/s400/HenHousef.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209674964409547282" 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/8151533486355302713-613522188515212279?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/613522188515212279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=613522188515212279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/613522188515212279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/613522188515212279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/06/secret-to-geddy-lees-bass-tone.html' title='The Secret to Geddy Lee&apos;s Bass Tone'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SEx7kClwfyI/AAAAAAAAAUw/-N7lsJd1tuU/s72-c/081907_2359_RushRedrock3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-2606785497801486954</id><published>2008-05-26T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:23.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna Fly Now!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SDtLLgojACI/AAAAAAAAAUo/4sC4eyXdhlA/s1600-h/rocky460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SDtLLgojACI/AAAAAAAAAUo/4sC4eyXdhlA/s320/rocky460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204836455467384866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you read my last blog (all 3 of you) you will know I have been working hard to run the Laguna Beach Memorial Day 5K. My last blog was all about my training and my playlist on my iPod that was going to bring me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well......Today was the day. The day started rainy, but by race time had stopped. I had on a fleece jacket, which I should have taken off before race time, but it was pretty cold up until the race began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal was under 30 minutes. I have been training by running a 10:00 minute mile (at times a little faster) but I was hoping to run in under 30 minutes. I thought that would be pretty good for my first time out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making sure my iPod was not on shuffle (that would have been disastrous) I took my place at the race start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Playlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Eye of the Tiger&lt;br /&gt;2.) Summer Song by Joe Satriani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of these songs get me out of the gate fast. I was not sure of how my pace was at first, but when I hit mile 1 during "Summer Song" I knew I was well under my goal time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) "Let Love In" by the Goo Goo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;4.) "Ready to Go" by Replubica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Goo Goo Dolls' song was perfect to put me into a steady pace. I wanted to make sure I had high gear at the end, so I didn't want to burn out. By this time, I knew the fleece was a bad idea. I was hot!!! but just when I thought "I am getting a little tired." "Ready to Go" hit my iPod and I was indeed.........ready to go......go on in the race that is. It was during this song I hit the Mile 2 marker. I heard the man at the marker yell out times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"17 and something minutes" is what I heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes.....I am really running well." I thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, shortly after that, we hit a pretty good hill.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) "It's Never Too Late" by Journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice hyped up song helped me hit the hill hard (Fleece still a bad idea......even worse at this point) Well, I pushed up the hill and then Neil Shcon (guitar player of Journey) took a ripping solo.......thank you Neil.......I figured "If Neil can shred....I can run" I reached the top of the hill and there was this nice long downhill. I didn't want to get excited and take off down the hill too fast. I knew I was getting close......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......and then I saw it in the distance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MILE 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ROCKY THEME SONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took off, ironically (if you read my last blog) the mile 3 marker was at a turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took off a fast I could, perhaps I had more, but I gave what I had. I turn the corner and I see a large group of people........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FINISH LINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran faster at this point, I was in full sprint down the stretch (very Seabiscuit) and ran over the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal was under 30 minutes, about a 10:00 minute mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25:29!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's an 8:13 mile average for the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did it. I accomplished what I set out to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even better, I finished 9th in my class.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 - 39 year old...............................women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, just like the Autism 5k I walk/ran with my wife, my bib had be marked as.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex : F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares though......I am not in it for the awards.....I'm in it for the free t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather was unable to run (she had to come home for family reasons) so it wasn't as much fun without her there (We had scheduled to stay the night in Irvine and make a weekend out of it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but our friends the Mathis' and the Basts' helped make the weekend as fun as it could be without my wife. I have very good friends......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......perhaps that should be my next blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either that or "How create a delicious dinner when all you have in the cupboard is mustard, Peanut Butter, and a piece of lettuce."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-2606785497801486954?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/2606785497801486954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=2606785497801486954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/2606785497801486954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/2606785497801486954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/05/gonna-fly-now.html' title='Gonna Fly Now!!!'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SDtLLgojACI/AAAAAAAAAUo/4sC4eyXdhlA/s72-c/rocky460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-4537470251881556675</id><published>2008-05-14T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:23.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocky, Eye of The Tiger, Seabiscuit, and the Laguna Beach 5k</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SCu1ws7fg6I/AAAAAAAAASo/-QmKXz8LZ70/s1600-h/seabiscuit,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200450043028407202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SCu1ws7fg6I/AAAAAAAAASo/-QmKXz8LZ70/s400/seabiscuit,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not a runner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not a "long distance" runner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can run with the best of them. Folks say I am pretty darn quick. I can get down the line (*the first base line that is) and go 1st to 3rd licketty split.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have never been a long distance guy. It has always made my ankles, feet, and knees hurt. And when I say hurt...I mean HURT!!!!!!!!!! Plus I have always found other ways to stay in shape. Swimming, biking, playing center field, mowing the lawn, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a few months ago, I ran/walk a 5k with my wife (She's done a half-marathon........yeah, no thanks. But I am proud of her for accomplishment. Mighty big.) Well, I thought, "why don't I get a few braces for my ankles and knees and see what I can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goal.........finish in under 30 minutes.....with no pain!!! (In my knees and ankles that is)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I set about to see if I could run 3 miles in 30 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goal accomplished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, maybe I could go faster. Maybe I could finish more quickly??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here was the plan. Get my ipod, set up a playlist of 6 songs that gets me home in 28 minutes. I tested it tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I start on my treadmill.........1st song......."Eye of The Tiger"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good start, I am feeling good.......my pace is 6.2 mph...and it's good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go 20 minutes, 4 songs, at 6.2 mph and get a little over 2 miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now my goal on race day is to get to 2.5 miles, then hit song 6 of the playlist, hit that final turn, and let Seabiscuit GO.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The Rocky Theme Song"........Gonna Fly Now...................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tonight I hit that song (after 20 minutes at 6.2)......and I hit 9.0 MPH for half a mile.....and it was a nice and easy 9.0 mph. I think I had 10.0 in me.....I could have gone close to full speed burst at the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am excited!!!!!! Because If I can do this race day, I will hit mile 2 at 20 minutes or faster and then let the legs go, round third, and come on home.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"GO SEABISCUIT, GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanted to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-4537470251881556675?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/4537470251881556675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=4537470251881556675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/4537470251881556675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/4537470251881556675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/05/rocky-eye-of-tiger-seabiscuit-and.html' title='Rocky, Eye of The Tiger, Seabiscuit, and the Laguna Beach 5k'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SCu1ws7fg6I/AAAAAAAAASo/-QmKXz8LZ70/s72-c/seabiscuit,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-2675024794892089424</id><published>2008-05-14T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:23.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luke Skywalker and the Never.............Ending Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SCuhNM7fg5I/AAAAAAAAASg/dA8SHaDKSDU/s1600-h/mt1131522692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200427442910495634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SCuhNM7fg5I/AAAAAAAAASg/dA8SHaDKSDU/s320/mt1131522692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The following was mostly written 9 years ago just after the release of "The Phantom Menace"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9 years ago.......(yep, 9 years ago).........I was talking to my wife about how in Star Wars movies (Original Trilogy) no one ever seems to sleep. &lt;em&gt;(Not sure how interested she was, but she acted that way at the time, which is one of the reasons why I love her so much....but anyway)......&lt;/em&gt;in Star Wars movies no ever seems to sleep, except in Jabba's Palace and when Yoda laid down for a long nap, there are never any scenes of people sleeping.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;............and this got me to thinking&lt;em&gt;...........(A dangerous pastime, I know)........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;......and I thought of LUKE'S NEVER ENDING DAY....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So you think you have a lot to do in a day. Well consider the day of Luke Skywalker..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It started off bad enough. The night before his brand new droid, R2-D2, runs away from home. It was too late to go after him because of all the "sand-people". So he a his other new droid C-3PO have to wait until morning. Boy that little droid is going to cause him a lot of trouble &lt;em&gt;(Oh, he excels at that!) &lt;/em&gt;So the day begins and he goes out early to find his little droid. &lt;em&gt;(He had better get back by mid-day or there'll be hell to pay.)&lt;/em&gt; When they find R2 they realize there are Sandpeople present. Luke shortly there-after gets hit over the head and left for dead as Sandpeople raid his landspeeder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All of sudden this old guy in a robe &lt;em&gt;(Obi-Wan.......or Ben....... I mean...he hasn't been called Obi-Wan in a long time........a long time)&lt;/em&gt; shows up, saves them, and they all (Luke, Ben, Two Droids) go back to Ben's house. Luke finds out about the force and that his dad was a Jedi Knight and killed by Darth Vader (a pupil of Ben's until he turned to evil.) He plays with a lightsaber and gets asked by Ben to join him on a trip to Alderaan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Question............Has he had breakfast yet????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O.K.......Let's get back to the day. From here they decide to take Ben to where he needs to go and on the way they run into a bunch of burnt and beaten Jawa's &lt;em&gt;(not killed by sandpeople mind you, the blast points are too accurate for them) &lt;/em&gt;NO, These were Imperial Stormtroopers!! &lt;em&gt;(the tracks were side by side. Sandpeople always walk in single file........Silly Troopers)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where was I?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh yes, Luke figures the troopers will go after his aunt and uncle so he hops in the landspeeder and gets home quick. He sees they are killed so he decides to be a Jedi &lt;em&gt;(Why not.....nothing else to do.)&lt;/em&gt; They go to Mos Eisley Space Port &lt;em&gt;(You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy...I sure hope they are cautious) &lt;/em&gt;and Luke almost gets killed by a big ugly monster &lt;em&gt;(so much for being cautious......thank goodness for lightsabers.)&lt;/em&gt; And They meet a couple of new friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Luke has made three new friends today already, How many have you made?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They almost get shot by troopers &lt;em&gt;(accuracy what??)&lt;/em&gt; and then almost get blown out of the sky by a Star Destroyer &lt;em&gt;(not the local bulk cruisers mind you)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Luckily they go to light speed.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When is it time for breakfast???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...........Back to the day.....Luke begins to learn how to use the force and fight with a lightsaber, finds out a planet has been destroyed, and gets sucked into the belly of a really large killing machine. He hides in a smuggling compartment &lt;em&gt;(Han never thought he'd be smuggling himself)&lt;/em&gt; kills a couple of guards and hides in a communication tower. Here is where he says goodbye to Ben &lt;em&gt;(what have they known each other now for???? About 3 hours???? Talk about your short relationships) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He and his two other new friends decide to rescue a princess, sneak into the prison, get shot at again, first by prison guards, then by Stormtroopers &lt;em&gt;(Question, where is this Famed "Trooper Accuracy" anyway?? They haven't hit anything yet.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He frees the princess (A New Friend!!!!! That's 4 now!!!!) and gets thrown down a trash pit, sucked under water by a big snake-like-thing, and then almost gets crushed by a trash compactor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Re-count:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's about what...... 7 brushes with death now?!?!?! and forget breakfast now, it's about time for lunch???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How long ago exactly did he leave his house to get R2???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Back to the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They escape getting crushed, promptly run into a garrison of troopers, get shot at&lt;em&gt; (Troopers miss again) &lt;/em&gt;left on the edge of an unfinished bridge, shot at again &lt;em&gt;(miss, miss, miss, miss)&lt;/em&gt; fly across the bottomless pit on a piece of string, and escape to the ship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here he sees his new friend Ben get hacked down &lt;em&gt;(hey, isn't that who killed my dad???)&lt;/em&gt; Gets shot at again by troopers &lt;em&gt;(maybe try aiming at the target),&lt;/em&gt; escapes into the Falcon, has to blow up Tie Fighters while learning how to use the belly gun of the Millennium Falcon, and escapes into hyper-space once again......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Re-Count: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 new friends (3 alive, 1 dead) like a dozen near death experiences, Jedi training, find out who your father was, see you aunt and uncle burned, sell you car, etc. etc. etc. and can someone get this guy a sandwich???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cut to the chase.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.............Arrive on a planet that is going to be destroyed by a big ball, meet lots of new friends, say goodbye to 2 of his new friends, and take off in another space ship to battle The Empire. almost blown up 3 or 4 times during space battle, watch droid that got him into this whole mess get shot, welcome back friend you thought had left but didn't (Woohooo) hear another of your friends in your head (use the Force Luke.....let go Luke) and blow up an evil space station that was going to blow up a bunch of planets and enslave the universe..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Luke has saved the galaxy from evil......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ummmmm, question...........correct me if I'm wrong, but........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HASN'T ALL OF THIS HAPPENED IN THE SAME DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He hasn't slept......no one has slept................It's the same day he left &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; go find R2-D2!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You know, there are days I get up an wonder "What will I do today???" Looking back on The Day of Luke Skywalker, I think, forget that stupid medal ceremony..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;........Get that guy a T.V Dinner and a pillow!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-2675024794892089424?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/2675024794892089424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=2675024794892089424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/2675024794892089424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/2675024794892089424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/05/luke-skywalker-and-neverending-day.html' title='Luke Skywalker and the Never.............Ending Day'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SCuhNM7fg5I/AAAAAAAAASg/dA8SHaDKSDU/s72-c/mt1131522692.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-2278722464956885302</id><published>2008-04-27T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T18:53:01.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life of a Teacher</title><content type='html'>For those of you just joining the conversation, I am an elementary school teacher. 2nd grade to be precise. There are a lot of people who get what I do each day, and there are some who do not. I've heard it all before, short days, great vacations, no pressure, ahh....the good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't get me wrong, my days are much shorter than most people (I do work most days from 7:00 - 4:00.)  I get home each day at a very decent hour. The vacations are amazing, I freely admit. I love my job!! It is rewarding and a great deal of fun...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........But is my job one with little to no pressure????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only in the classroom from 8:45 to 3:05 (with kids) true, but I'm teaching every second of that time. I have 20 kids in my class and I have to know each one. I can't go into a parent-teacher conference and say, 'I don't know your kid!' I think in many other jobs I could space out sometimes, chat with coworkers, use the phone--I can't do that as a teacher. Heck, there is only two times during the day in which I can use the restroom. I am "On" from the time the bell rings until the day ends. Teaching is about people's lives and emotions. It's about relationships and connection. It's emotionally exhausting. You have to play so many different roles. And you're always watching--to make sure you don't hurt someones feelings, to make sure you don't miss that opportunity to launch a kid in the right direction, because everything you say or do has such tremendous impact on them. The toughest part about this job is keeping a classroom unified and focused. Every kid is different. Every day with every kid is different. If you have 20 kids in a room, every one of them is at a different stage of personal and emotional development. Each one has a different grasp of the subject. I can't simply teach to the whole class. I have to teach to each kid in the class. I interact with hundreds of kids each day, and I try to engage each one in a personal interaction. You have to pick up on what people already know, what they want to know, and what they need to know. You need listening skills to figure out how to fit your material into each particular person's framework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pressure you say.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......well how is this for a statistic. A student who is a poor reader at the end of 1st grade has a 90 % chance of remaining a poor reader for the rest of their life. 90%!!!!!!! I don't believe I have to go into great detail of what that means for these students, but if reading is the cornerstone of education, and education level and success are the indicators for success in life...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still think I deal in a pressure free environment??? My success or failure as a teacher of an individual child will most likely dictate what the remainder of their life will be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a part of an article I found that sums up what I just said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Students who do not "learn to read" during the first three years of school experience enormous difficulty when they are subsequently asked to "read to learn." Teaching students to read by the end of third grade is the single most important task assigned to elementary schools. During the first three years of schooling, students "learn to read." That is, they develop the capacity to interpret the written symbols for the oral language that they have been hearing since birth. Starting in fourth grade, schooling takes on a very different purpose, one that in many ways is more complex and demanding of higher-order thinking skills. If efficient reading skills are not developed by this time, the English language, history, mathematics, current events, and the rich tapestries of literature and science become inaccessible. In addition, a strong body of evidence shows that most students who fall behind in reading skills never catch up with their peers who become to fluent readers. They fall further and further behind in school, become frustrated, and drop out at much higher rates than their classmates. They find it difficult to obtain rewarding employment and are effectively prevented from drawing on the power of education to improve and enrich their lives. Researchers speak of this syndrome as the "Matthew Effect"—the rich get richer and the poor get poorer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still say no pressure????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many kids in my class come from great homes with great parents. But there are many who don't. Let me tell you some stories. I once had a kid come in and tell me how his brother and he had been arguing the night before. His father, obviously upset with the situation, gave he and his brother each a knife and said "If you want to kill each other, then do it." I've had a student in my class who watched his mother stabbed multiple times by a boy friend. Can't count the amount of times I've had students removed from their homes due to abuse in the home. I have had students in my class that have gone through abuse I can't even begin to imagine. The fatherless home is all to common in my world. The parent-less world is one becoming all too common. I once had a student say to me during a reading lesson, completely unprovoked mind you "My daddy is leaving our house because he told my mommy he doesn't love her. My mommy cries all the time now." Wow!!! How do you focus that kid onto his lesson? These students deal with a pain many of us can't imagine, and somehow it is my job to help them through this and get them to learn what they need to learn in school. No Pressure.......elementary school is all giggles and warm fuzzies. I had a student one year, a 1st grader, who spent the 1st 5 years of his life with his dad. His dad would go to work all day long, from sun rise to sun set, while this little boy was left at home BY HIMSELF. All day long by himself. He had no social skills, and his story is not un-common in the schools of today. I deal with kids like this everyday. I could go on and on and on and on.........but these are the kids I teach each day. I have kids in my class each year, imagine the most annoying, disruptive behaviors you can in a child. Now double it, and imagine spending 6 hours a day in a room with them, controlling them, making sure they stay focused so they don't disturb the others while you have to teach them the single most complicated language in the world (English that is) addition, subtraction, multiplication, division, fractions, subject, predicate, etc, etc., etc. (7 year olds mind you). I must get them reading, writing, and solving math problems at a certain level by the end of each year, or..............well, we have already covered that story. My school year is a sprint......a really long sprinting obstacle course (the obstacles pop as the race goes) toward a definite finish line. The gun sounds at the end of August and the year goes full speed until the middle of June. It is not a leisurely walk. It is go go go go go.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong, I love my job. God made me to do this. It is my calling. It is the reason I exist and I am thankful for the position he has put me in. I LOVE IT!!!! Everything about it, everything I just put forth. I love every bit of it. It is very fun, extremely exciting, very difficult, filled with all sorts of pressure, physically and emotionally exhausting, and each year is a great adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't pretend that my job is any more difficult than anybody else's. All jobs have their challenges. But the next time you think your kids are driving you crazy....too the brink....well know this........ they spend more time with me each day than they do with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you wonder why I am the way I am away from work.........well, the rest of my day is very, very serious in nature. Every thing I do has someones future on the line.......I hold your child's future in the palm of my hand....think about what you expect out of your child's teacher....what do you expect and hope for in your child's future.....and then tell me my job carries with it no pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what I say about that..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh........It Is Definitely......THE GOOD LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-2278722464956885302?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/2278722464956885302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=2278722464956885302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/2278722464956885302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/2278722464956885302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-of-teacher.html' title='The Life of a Teacher'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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-8151533486355302713.post-9073744027476560419</id><published>2008-04-16T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:23.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Music Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Hey, it's time for a new item on the wanderings. New music Tuesday. Every Tuesday, new music and movies are placed upon the shelves. More often than not, I find myself purchasing some type of music or movie. So why don't I share (with all 3 of you that tune in).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ASIA : Phoenix&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190046429606956850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SAa_usyBzzI/AAAAAAAAARU/CqBicyK7B-g/s400/Asia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 1st release by the ORIGINAL members of Asia in over 25 years. John Wetton, Geoffery Downes, Carl Palmer, and Steve Howe. I saw this and figured it was just another Asia album released by a group long gone. "Who is in the band today?" I think......What, the original Asia?!?!?!? Check please. I have given it one listen thus. If you liked the 1st 2 Asia albums, I think you'll enjoy this one quite a bit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rating: 4 stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rush : Snakes and Arrows Live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190047584953159490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SAbAx8yBz0I/AAAAAAAAARc/pNNiYvP_wQI/s400/Rush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am not going to bother to rate this one on my own. Instead, I will let you read what an actual review says about this album. It capture my thoughts perfectly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here we go again! Rush are perhaps the only band that can get away with issuing a studio album and following it up with a live record of the tour for that same album, as is the case here. Is there any band on a major label out there that has as many live records as Rush does? People buy 'em. Lots of people. The reason is that yes, Rush fans are fanatics, and who wouldn't want that in a fan base? The other reason is that they issue new studio recordings so infrequently that fans are grateful to have live offerings documenting a particular tour. Another mystery is how, after 33 years, a band with this kind of longevity manages to stay focused and restless, changing gears and musical approaches to its core sound. Certainly not all of their recordings are on the same par, but regardless of musical and cultural trends, they've managed not only to remain true to themselves as musicians, but to be very successful in doing so. This band still sells a lot of records — not even &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:aifoxqr5ldje"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Rolling Stones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; can say that. When 2002's &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=10:0nfyxqt0ld0e"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vapor Trails&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; appeared, it had been six long years since &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=10:kxfoxqlhld6e"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Test for Echo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Rush shocked everybody: they came out rocking harder than anytime since the 1970s Four years later and the passage of their 30th anniversary, they followed that with &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=10:hpfqxzu5ldde"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snakes &amp;amp; Arrows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, a big bad noisy yet melodic album that continued in that vein. This brings us to Snakes &amp;amp; Arrows Live. There are 27 tracks spread out over both discs recorded in Rotterdam over two nights in October of 2007. Nine of the tracks for the album are played here, with some nice twists and turns during the instrumental sections — and drummer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:g9fexqwgldhe"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neil Peart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; is just a wildman on most of them. The other 18 cuts come from throughout the band's career and mark some nice changes in the set list. Sure, "Tom Sawyer" is here, as are "Freewill," "Limelight," "Distant Early Warning," and "Spirit of Radio." That said, other staples, such as "Closer to the Heart," "By-Tor and the Snow Dog," "Anthem," etc., are absent. In addition, some of the aforementioned Rush standards have been moved to the end of the set, with a killer encore comprised of "One Little Victory," "A Passage to Bangkok," and "YYZ" closing it out on disc two. But it all begins with a stellar version of "Limelight." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:hjfyxqy5ldke"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Geddy Lee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'s voice sounds better than it has perhaps ever. The years have been kind in lowering it just a tad and filling out its lower register. He is also playing the hell out of his bass. He — like his other two bandmates, guitarist &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:ajfrxqu5ld0e"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex Lifeson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; and drummer/lyricist &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:g9fexqwgldhe"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; — is just a monster musician. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:ajfrxqu5ld0e"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lifeson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'s sound has grown wildly atmospheric in recent years, filling out whole corridors in the color and texture palette so that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:hjfyxqy5ldke"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; can play more bass than keyboards. He can still let the solos rip (check "Freewill" for a stunner), walking some crazy line between prog, blues, and shred, but his manner of coloring sound at this point is truly wonderful. There's not much you can say about &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:g9fexqwgldhe"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; that hasn't been said already. There have only been two rock drummers in his league : &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:aifqxqw5ldse"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ginger Baker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:d9fqxq85ld0e"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith Moon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, and the latter is long gone. His playing all through this offering is hotter and tighter, more forceful and still somewhat restrained. His reliance on those numerous low tom-toms and bass drums has grown over the years, and that tribal edge it lends to the new music gives it a much more primal feel. The band's live versions of the new tunes, like "The Way the Wind Blows" and the "Armor and Sword" (whose intro is directly inspired by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:fifixqe5ldse"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;King Crimson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'s "Larks' Tongue in Aspic") are simply awesome. Rush take their time and let the songs assert themselves from the written compositions, but only so far; they allow themselves to get inside and turn them every which way while never losing the thread. The new material is spread out over the two discs, with the largest portion of it happening toward the end of disc one with three cuts. Other highlights include "Malignant Narcissism" — with a popping rumbling bass intro by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:hjfyxqy5ldke"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:ajfrxqu5ld0e"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lifeson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'s power chords that bring on the feedback — and "The Main Monkey Business." "Hope" is a transcendent two minutes and 12 seconds, with &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:ajfrxqu5ld0e"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lifeson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'s solo acoustic guitar working through modal and droning folk scales before the others rejoin him for the dread-inducing opening thunder of "Distant Early Warning," followed by "The Spirit of Radio" and "Tom Sawyer" just before the aforementioned encore. In other words folks: it is all killer. After nearly 35 years, Rush are as vital and creative as ever — not just in the recording studio either, as anybody who's seen them live in recent years will attest. If you're a fan, you gotta have this, and that's it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rating : "1 billion stars!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-9073744027476560419?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/9073744027476560419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=9073744027476560419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/9073744027476560419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/9073744027476560419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-music-tuesday.html' title='New Music Tuesday'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/SAa_usyBzzI/AAAAAAAAARU/CqBicyK7B-g/s72-c/Asia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-8402587524846671300</id><published>2008-04-10T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:25.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy and Daughter Day in Joshua Tree Part II : Devyn's Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5KcgL9z-I/AAAAAAAAARM/AMqagDc4LGI/s1600-h/DSCN0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187665674314305506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5KcgL9z-I/AAAAAAAAARM/AMqagDc4LGI/s400/DSCN0685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a grand sampling of my daughter's very 1st photo excursion. All pictures were taken on our little digital camera. I think she did a pretty good job. Like I said, we both had a great day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5KOgL9z9I/AAAAAAAAARE/_hu4jIWXvgs/s1600-h/More+Rocks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187665433796136914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5KOgL9z9I/AAAAAAAAARE/_hu4jIWXvgs/s400/More+Rocks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5KEwL9z8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/x0VR234P8Wg/s1600-h/Whale+Rock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187665266292412354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5KEwL9z8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/x0VR234P8Wg/s400/Whale+Rock.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5J8gL9z7I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/L94gXvB2lOY/s1600-h/The+Archer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187665124558491570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5J8gL9z7I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/L94gXvB2lOY/s400/The+Archer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5JzwL9z6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/QbbfcpcaRYY/s1600-h/Flowers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187664974234636194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5JzwL9z6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/QbbfcpcaRYY/s400/Flowers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5JogL9z5I/AAAAAAAAAQk/LDS4Wm3KRBQ/s1600-h/FLower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187664780961107858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5JogL9z5I/AAAAAAAAAQk/LDS4Wm3KRBQ/s400/FLower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5JegL9z4I/AAAAAAAAAQc/NkdC_ffCjZk/s1600-h/DSCN0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187664609162416002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5JegL9z4I/AAAAAAAAAQc/NkdC_ffCjZk/s400/DSCN0726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5JXwL9z3I/AAAAAAAAAQU/h93yHHksFHE/s1600-h/DSCN0722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187664493198298994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5JXwL9z3I/AAAAAAAAAQU/h93yHHksFHE/s400/DSCN0722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5JNgL9z2I/AAAAAAAAAQM/t52mSQvpeVM/s1600-h/DSCN0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187664317104639842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5JNgL9z2I/AAAAAAAAAQM/t52mSQvpeVM/s400/DSCN0686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5JGQL9z1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/5Ixyzr1nPaU/s1600-h/BigROck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187664192550588242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5JGQL9z1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/5Ixyzr1nPaU/s400/BigROck.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-8402587524846671300?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/8402587524846671300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=8402587524846671300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/8402587524846671300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/8402587524846671300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/04/daddy-and-daughter-day-in-joshua-tree.html' title='Daddy and Daughter Day in Joshua Tree Part II : Devyn&apos;s Photos'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_5KcgL9z-I/AAAAAAAAARM/AMqagDc4LGI/s72-c/DSCN0685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-2775704682611764758</id><published>2008-04-09T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:26.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy and Daughter Day at Joshua Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1w2gL9z0I/AAAAAAAAAP8/j8EJ3SmrZMw/s1600-h/IMG_6910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187426427456048962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1w2gL9z0I/AAAAAAAAAP8/j8EJ3SmrZMw/s400/IMG_6910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1woAL9zzI/AAAAAAAAAP0/h6lC5dMOtRs/s1600-h/IMG_6919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187426178347945778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1woAL9zzI/AAAAAAAAAP0/h6lC5dMOtRs/s400/IMG_6919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1uqAL9zwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/BxZL-MczYm4/s1600-h/IMG_6915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187424013684428546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1uqAL9zwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/BxZL-MczYm4/s400/IMG_6915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187424378756648722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1u_QL9zxI/AAAAAAAAAPk/2HZ5WwYoXBs/s400/Rock+Walk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187424696584228642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1vRwL9zyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/bvx6G8cPRww/s400/Trree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1ucQL9zvI/AAAAAAAAAPU/g13_RZaQTvI/s1600-h/Flower+Cacti.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187423777461227250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1ucQL9zvI/AAAAAAAAAPU/g13_RZaQTvI/s400/Flower+Cacti.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1uMAL9zuI/AAAAAAAAAPM/OFOWMVb-JCM/s1600-h/Devyn+Rock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187423498288352994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1uMAL9zuI/AAAAAAAAAPM/OFOWMVb-JCM/s400/Devyn+Rock.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1n2gL9ztI/AAAAAAAAAPE/xPJ9oFj5nUM/s1600-h/Arch+Rock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187416531851398866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1n2gL9ztI/AAAAAAAAAPE/xPJ9oFj5nUM/s400/Arch+Rock.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Devyn and I went to Joshua Tree National Park today. It was great!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More to report on later along with pictures that both of us took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-2775704682611764758?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/2775704682611764758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=2775704682611764758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/2775704682611764758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/2775704682611764758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/04/daddy-and-daughter-day-at-joshua-tree.html' title='Daddy and Daughter Day at Joshua Tree'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_1w2gL9z0I/AAAAAAAAAP8/j8EJ3SmrZMw/s72-c/IMG_6910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-7372809608138700868</id><published>2008-04-04T17:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:27.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Ferociously Brilliant Guitar Album</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_bF9UsaxkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/3kAVUlhgRQY/s1600-h/Snakes+and+Arrows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185549678281410114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" height="241" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_bF9UsaxkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/3kAVUlhgRQY/s320/Snakes+and+Arrows.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picked up my copy of Guitar Player magazine from the mailbox today. Always a happy day in my house. I enjoy this particular publication. Saw that it contained the 2007 Reader's Poll Awards. Well this should be interesting. Their annual reader's poll asking their readers to decide on the best of the guitar world during the past year. Best Guitar, Best Stomp box, Best Amp, Best this, Best that, etc. , etc. .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;......Well what to my wonder est eye did appear, than a name so familiar, it caused me to cheer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Rock Guitarist:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex Lifeson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Article:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Different Strings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex Lifeson Gets Out of his Comfort Zone to Craft his Biggest Tones Ever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most Ferociously Brilliant Guitar Album:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snakes and Arrows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awesome..........absolutely awesome.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185549785655592530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_bGDksaxlI/AAAAAAAAAO8/D16Ia0qxrB0/s320/R30promo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-7372809608138700868?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/7372809608138700868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=7372809608138700868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/7372809608138700868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/7372809608138700868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/04/most-ferociously-brilliant-guitar-album.html' title='Most Ferociously Brilliant Guitar Album'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_bF9UsaxkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/3kAVUlhgRQY/s72-c/Snakes+and+Arrows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-5411026964882258728</id><published>2008-04-02T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:28.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mighty El Capitan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_RmKUsaxhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/KRV4-D4CkgU/s1600-h/scan0006_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184881398550021650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_RmKUsaxhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/KRV4-D4CkgU/s400/scan0006_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a picture of El Capitan. People often take it for granite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he he he he he he ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will comment on it later but I thought I would just post a quick post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-5411026964882258728?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/5411026964882258728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=5411026964882258728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5411026964882258728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5411026964882258728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/04/mighty-el-capitan.html' title='The Mighty El Capitan'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_RmKUsaxhI/AAAAAAAAAOc/KRV4-D4CkgU/s72-c/scan0006_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-5280914164146202132</id><published>2008-03-30T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:28.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Permanent Waves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_BXPUsaxgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/LZJrpsAiqLY/s1600-h/PeWtourbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183739091868108290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="267" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_BXPUsaxgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/LZJrpsAiqLY/s320/PeWtourbook.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh....Permanent Waves....released 1980. This is where it all started, my love of Rush that is. My best friend growing up, James Ackley, had a copy of this on tape. We listened to it quite a bit I must say. It is my earliest memories of listening to Rush. Spirit of the Radio, Freewill, Jacob's Ladder, Entre Nous, Different Strings, and Natural Science. What a grand collection of songs. Not a bad one among them. The musicianship on this album is outstanding. Some incredible playing goes on during these songs. Let's start with &lt;strong&gt;Spirit of the Radio&lt;/strong&gt;. Seriously, this should be the way people wake up in the morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Begin the day With a friendly voice, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A companion, unobtrusive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plays that song that's so elusive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the magic music makes your morning mood &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Off on your way, Hit the open road&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is magic at your fingers,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the Spirit ever lingers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Undemanding contact, In your happy solitude"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hits right at the heart of why I love music. These lyrics say a great deal, but in the end, it speaks, for me at least, to the importance of music in my life and how it makes me feel........period......it goes on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"All this machinery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Making modern music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can still be open-hearted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not so coldly charted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's really just a question&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of your honesty &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;One likes to believe in the freedom of music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But glittering prizes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And endless compromises&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shatter the illusion Of integrity"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I hate American Idol?? Because of these lyrics. Too many people making too many decisions on what makes "good" music. Rush makes their music on their terms and if you don't like it...tough!!!! I respect that, regardless of what I may say as this blog goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love this song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacob's Ladder&lt;/strong&gt; is a song about,well, the weather....really. I am certain Neil Peart had something else in mind perhaps. Very descriptive though and captures the essence of a gathering storm and the clearing that occurs after. Good song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entre Nous and Different Strings are great as well, but for time purposes, I will move on to &lt;strong&gt;Natural Science&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is an opus. A great deal is said in the lyrics, some I can agree with, some not so much, but the greatness of this song is in the music. This song performed live is AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!! It is a hard song to play, and I amaze at their ability to pull it off live, and how Geddy plays and sings this song at the same time is beyond me. Timing is tight. Give it a listen sometime if get the chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally I come to &lt;strong&gt;Freewill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never have I disagreed on so many fronts with a songs lyrical content, and yet at the same time this is one of my favorite songs ever. Let's take a look at the lyrics. Neil Peart, drummer and lyricist is not a God fearing man I believe. He of course has a right to feel this way. He has been given Freewill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There are those who think that life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has nothing left to chance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a host of holy horrors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To direct our aimless dance &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A planet of playthings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;We dance on the strings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of powers we cannot perceive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The stars aren't aligned ---Or the gods are malign"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blame is better to give than receive"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many ways to take this lyric. I believe it basically states that there are those who believe in some sort of higher power that is in control of our every move. We but serve their every whim. Of course, this is not the nature of the God in the Bible. A God who so graciously has granted his creations...........freewill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about a look at the chorus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You can choose a ready guide i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;n some celestial voice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you choose not to decide you still have made a choice&lt;br /&gt;You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will choose a path that's clear I will choose free will"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interesting thing here, the lyrics seem to imply that if I have chosen a ready guide, I have somehow given up my freewill. At least that is the way I read it. However, I have freely chosen to follow THE GOD who created me. I have freely chosen to become a disciple of his son, and since I have done so, my path could not be any more clear. I had freewill before hand (I mean, we all have freewill regardless, so let's get that out of the way) but apart from Jesus, my path was truly clouded, not clear at all. I thought it was, but on a New Year's Eve in 1992, I realized how clouded my vision truly was. Allow me to go back to the lyrics before I continue....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each of us A cell of awareness &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imperfect and incomplete &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Genetic blends &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;With uncertain ends &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a fortune hunt That's far too fleet...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow!!!! In a couple short lines Neil has managed to sum up the pointlessness (is that a real word??) of a life apart from God. Absolutely brilliant! I mean it. This is perfectly written. We are but random accidents living a life that serves no purpose what-so-ever. Don't know where I'm going, don't no why I'm going there, and I don't know what purpose or point any of my choices have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a clear path????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what a great reminder of what our purpose, as disciples of Jesus, should be. To seek and save the lost. I don't believe you can save a person who doesn't feel as though they need saving, but we can be there when someone is ready. I freely choose to show people the love of Jesus, and whether someone is receptive to that love or not, I freely have chosen to show it none the less. It is my purpose. I pray for Neil, Alex, and Geddy daily. I pray for them when I listen to these kinds of songs. It is my hope that one day, very soon, these three wonderful musicians, and who appear to be such wonderful people, will one day hear the calling of God and turn back toward him. Will that happen?? I don't know, it will of course have to be an act of their freewill, but I sincerely hope that day will come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beyond all that, this song musically is a tour-de-force. It's time signature goes back and forth between 4/4 to 6/4 to 7/4 to 2/4 to 4/4 to 3/4 to 5/4 and then to 12/8 at one point.....my goodness, it's genius!!!! Truly a treat to watch live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, perhaps you've heard this album, perhaps not. But I am more than willing to let you borrow my copy for a listen if you wish. Who knows, you might just enjoy it. I know that I have been enjoying this album for the last 27 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top Track:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FREEWILL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Golden Nugget:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entre Nous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-5280914164146202132?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/5280914164146202132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=5280914164146202132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5280914164146202132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5280914164146202132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/03/permanent-waves.html' title='Permanent Waves'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R_BXPUsaxgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/LZJrpsAiqLY/s72-c/PeWtourbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-4031131652305118686</id><published>2008-03-28T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:28.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R-2maEsaxfI/AAAAAAAAAOI/kIPbSLVRtfk/s1600-h/benstein-expelled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182981713040164338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R-2maEsaxfI/AAAAAAAAAOI/kIPbSLVRtfk/s400/benstein-expelled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey, wasn't really prepared to blog today, but ran across this and&lt;strong&gt; I HAD&lt;/strong&gt; to post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out the trailer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.expelledthemovie.com/playground.php"&gt;Click Here to Go to Trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-4031131652305118686?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/4031131652305118686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=4031131652305118686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/4031131652305118686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/4031131652305118686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-movie.html' title='A New Movie'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R-2maEsaxfI/AAAAAAAAAOI/kIPbSLVRtfk/s72-c/benstein-expelled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-1172048544646165430</id><published>2008-03-24T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:28.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R-h8iksaxcI/AAAAAAAAANw/SOVAmVy44wQ/s1600-h/nuns1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181528304697132482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R-h8iksaxcI/AAAAAAAAANw/SOVAmVy44wQ/s320/nuns1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much to do with the actual topic at hand except that it is the title of a song sung by....well, NUNS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strange conversation I had the other day, but cut to the chase, I made the point "Seriously, is there anything better than the sight of nuns singing....well just about anything?" I say no. Sound of Music, Sister Act 1 &amp;amp; 2, Nunsense??? I can't get enough. Nuns make me feel happy. There is something so out of context I think. We picture nuns as being dead serious folk, and then they break into song, and well......all seems right with the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's it. Just thought I'd share. I must go now and watch Mother Superior sing "Climb Every Mountain"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where's my Kleenex.........come on people.....you don't cry during that, well you have no soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-3460113643428795563&amp;amp;q=how+do+you+solve+problem+like+maria+sound+of+music&amp;amp;total=125&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;num=10&amp;amp;so=0&amp;amp;type=search&amp;amp;plindex=0"&gt;To Enjoy Some Singing Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-1172048544646165430?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/1172048544646165430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=1172048544646165430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/1172048544646165430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/1172048544646165430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-do-you-solve-problem-like-maria.html' title='How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria?'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R-h8iksaxcI/AAAAAAAAANw/SOVAmVy44wQ/s72-c/nuns1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-1494597401593722682</id><published>2008-03-22T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:28.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a Few of My Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R-VXkEsaxaI/AAAAAAAAANc/6kkoAlx4Wyk/s1600-h/Rush+Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180643223606576546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R-VXkEsaxaI/AAAAAAAAANc/6kkoAlx4Wyk/s400/Rush+Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, Well, Well..I think that if I talk about things I really like, then I may blog more. So Today I start a new series. Comments on my favorite musical group... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;RUSH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neil Peart, Geddy Lee, and of course Alex Lifeson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me start by talking about the group and why I love their music so. First of all, there a little different. They really don't sound like any other band, and in my opinion no other band sounds quite like them. So they are unique. That can be bad or good I suppose, but for me, it is a good thing. From their 1st album in 1974 (very Zeppelin and Cream influenced) to their upcoming Live Album to be released on April 15th, these three musicians have constantly focused on improving their sound, and always forging a path that is all their own. 19 studio albums, 8 live albums, and 8 compilations later, they are still as good as ever, perhaps better!! Isn't that we all want? To be better than we were yesterday?? I think that is at the core of why I love these guys. They are ever striving and nothing is impossible. Throughout this series, I will talk about each album, the music, the lyrics, and where I was and how I felt when I first heard these songs. From the age of about 11 or 12 when my friend James and I would listen to "Permanent Waves" and "Exit ... Stage Left" while playing in the front yard to the present day (I mean today) where I listen to "Caress of Steel" while cleaning the house, this is the music I love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay Tuned......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coming Up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Permanent Waves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R-VWdUsaxZI/AAAAAAAAANU/svFP0w4P2W8/s1600-h/Permanent+Waves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180642008130831762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R-VWdUsaxZI/AAAAAAAAANU/svFP0w4P2W8/s400/Permanent+Waves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-1494597401593722682?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/1494597401593722682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=1494597401593722682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/1494597401593722682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/1494597401593722682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/03/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a Few of My Favorite Things'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R-VXkEsaxaI/AAAAAAAAANc/6kkoAlx4Wyk/s72-c/Rush+Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-1071509582682857520</id><published>2008-03-15T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:29.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hills Are Alive...........(Sing it People, Just Like Julie Would)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R9yr43agp1I/AAAAAAAAAM8/eJq5PG3edHk/s1600-h/IMG_6352+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178202665005393746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R9yr43agp1I/AAAAAAAAAM8/eJq5PG3edHk/s400/IMG_6352+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The hills are alive my friends. Alive with poppies, and other assorted flowers. Took these pictures while out with my daughter on a walk last weekend. These were all taken on the hilss that surround my home and neighborhood. Who knows how much longer they will last. If you get a chance, drive up the 15 and go east on Railroad Canyon Road. It's So Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178199778787370802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R9ypQ3agpzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/JvZuOIQ4Eec/s400/IMG_6297_edited-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178202415897290562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R9yrqXagp0I/AAAAAAAAAM0/PfgsGmp67JY/s400/IMG_6265+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178199568333973282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R9ypEnagpyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AuSsuUSnf0Q/s400/IMG_6344_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178203330725324658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R9ysfnagp3I/AAAAAAAAANM/dmOmTooiJiE/s400/IMG_6297+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-1071509582682857520?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/1071509582682857520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=1071509582682857520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/1071509582682857520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/1071509582682857520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/03/hills-are-alivesing-it-people-just-like.html' title='The Hills Are Alive...........(Sing it People, Just Like Julie Would)'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R9yr43agp1I/AAAAAAAAAM8/eJq5PG3edHk/s72-c/IMG_6352+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-2796558497861034514</id><published>2008-02-21T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:29.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I take Pictures??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R722Tb_gisI/AAAAAAAAAMY/rUfq7YrOR5s/s1600-h/Color+Landscape+II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169488392339098306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R722Tb_gisI/AAAAAAAAAMY/rUfq7YrOR5s/s400/Color+Landscape+II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Psalm 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the director of music. A psalm of David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.&lt;br /&gt;2 Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;3 There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard.&lt;br /&gt;4 Their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world. In the heavens he has pitched a tent for the sun,&lt;br /&gt;5 which is like a bridegroom coming forth from his pavilion, like a champion rejoicing to run his course.&lt;br /&gt;6 It rises at one end of the heavens and makes its circuit to the other; nothing is hidden from its heat.&lt;br /&gt;7 The law of the LORD is perfect, reviving the soul. The statutes of the LORD are trustworthy, making wise the simple.&lt;br /&gt;8 The precepts of the LORD are right, giving joy to the heart. The commands of the LORD are radiant, giving light to the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;9 The fear of the LORD is pure, enduring forever. The ordinances of the LORD are sure and altogether righteous.&lt;br /&gt;10 They are more precious than gold, than much pure gold; they are sweeter than honey, than honey from the comb.&lt;br /&gt;11 By them is your servant warned; in keeping them there is great reward.&lt;br /&gt;12 Who can discern his errors? Forgive my hidden faults.&lt;br /&gt;13 Keep your servant also from willful sins; may they not rule over me. Then will I be blameless, innocent of great transgression.&lt;br /&gt;14 May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This sums up my photographic vison. This is what I attempt to accomplish with each opening of the shutter. How can I capture the glory of God and his creation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Welcome to Vision 19:1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-2796558497861034514?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/2796558497861034514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=2796558497861034514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/2796558497861034514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/2796558497861034514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-do-i-take-pictures.html' title='Why do I take Pictures??'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R722Tb_gisI/AAAAAAAAAMY/rUfq7YrOR5s/s72-c/Color+Landscape+II.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-7167900943117076010</id><published>2008-01-25T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:29.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WALTER MOOSE PHOTOGRAPHY IS BORN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R51nzNE4DDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/cpJaSdwpUm8/s1600-h/San+Diego+Sunset.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160394877417557042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R51nzNE4DDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/cpJaSdwpUm8/s320/San+Diego+Sunset.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R5qnt9E4DBI/AAAAAAAAALs/tNA47uYl8L4/s1600-h/Idaho+River.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I first began this blogarooney, it was on a bit of a lark. The one thing I worried about was, "This is indeed going to be random." Granted it is called "Wanderings of a Lost Moose" but I believe my wanderings should have purpose. So I have decided from now on, that most future editions of "The Moose" will be somehow based upon pictures I have taken during my "Wandering." They will be my springboard for conversation. A "Picture/Coffee Table Blog" if you will. So, Let the fun begin................&lt;br /&gt;To Be continued &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159672451033467938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R5rWwdE4DCI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0uY_1xzOsUw/s320/Lower+Falls+222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-7167900943117076010?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/7167900943117076010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=7167900943117076010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/7167900943117076010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/7167900943117076010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/01/walter-moose-photography-is-born.html' title='WALTER MOOSE PHOTOGRAPHY IS BORN!!!'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R51nzNE4DDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/cpJaSdwpUm8/s72-c/San+Diego+Sunset.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-1396661394516418683</id><published>2008-01-22T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:30.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have nothing to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, come on, that's not true. I have WAY too much to say, but what should be today's topic. The Chargers losing to New England on Sunday....Too depressing. The San Diego Padres???? not quite in season yet. Movies?!?!?! Haven't seen anything too new lately.....well "The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything" was a hoot....but really, how much is there for me to say about Vegetables dressed up as pirates??? Your right....far too much, but I won't go there on this day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Music is today's choice. Why????? Because I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So today's topic.........5 albums I want on a desert island (along with a semi decent sound system, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, head phones, and some type of power outlet. Now that would be some desert island.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now mind you, these are not the only ones I would want on my desert island, but some that I wish to share with you. These are not the ones you would think. There is no "Moving Pictures" on this list. Too easy. Zeppelin 4?!?!?! Please, you can find that on any desert island. Let's go a little deeper. So there will be no "Back in Black". No "Dark Side of the Moon". and definitely no "Joshua Tree" or "Hotel California". I am trying to go for those treasures you might not find on any other desert island, so let's begin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158503021633080322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R5avKtE4DAI/AAAAAAAAALg/kEXB14ChTw8/s200/41HGMQCNKXL__AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R5asc9E4C4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/74QT7a-QLUg/s1600-h/41HGMQCNKXL__AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R5asr9E4C5I/AAAAAAAAAKo/pR-_GGPNVlU/s1600-h/41HGMQCNKXL__AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rush : Power Windows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1985 is the year, and the living is downright easy. This album is classic 80' Rush. Keyboards and all. But that is not what this album is about. It has great drumming (Neil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Peart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, hello, do you expect anything different) Some of the best solos Alex ever laid down (Really, the guitar work is great) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geddy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bass-work is just downright AWESOME!!!!! If you like Rush even a little, you must go out NOW and purchase this 80's masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158501024473287634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R5atWdE4C9I/AAAAAAAAALI/Xl3ykX8OouA/s200/51Bj7XaABiL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genesis : Genesis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Released in 1983, this is the best album (in my opinion) Genesis made. The Peter Gabriel crowd will no doubt disagree with me, but this is a classic. Oh, the many road trips this album graced. Memories......besides, it contains the song "Illegal Alien." For that reason alone, it goes with me to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;desert&lt;/span&gt; island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Cars : Candy O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Album cover to "Rated PG-13 for this Blog)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Released it 1979 after The Cars 1st album, it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;contains&lt;/span&gt; a bit more keyboard, but there is also some amazing guitar work from Elliot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's just a great album. So many memories of Randy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ihrig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (high school buddy who loved The Cars) and I playing videos games on a rainy day. oh Candy-O, I need you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158501222041783282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R5ath9E4C_I/AAAAAAAAALY/YZFXfEOqDag/s200/41F5SW5GA9L__AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R5as09E4C6I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ac37jnGGzSs/s1600-h/41F5SW5GA9L__AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Eagles : On the Border&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On their first two albums, The Eagles were very country.....Not that there's anything wrong with that, but on this album, guitarist Don &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Felder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; joined the fray, and the sound changed..in a good way.....A REALLY GOOD WAY!!!!! This album finds them in a period, still rooted in a country sound, but with a fresh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;splash&lt;/span&gt; of rock. This is the Eagles finest hour. A great album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158500960048778178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R5atStE4C8I/AAAAAAAAALA/hNVoUJg-rpk/s200/51%252BFdEc19YL__AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foo Fighters : There is Nothing Left to Lose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just love the Foo. This is just such a great album. You can listen to it over and over and not get tired. Well, at least I can. I can't say any more than that. LOVE THE FOO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So there you have it. I thought I would share my thoughts on a few albums worth a listen. I hope you take a chance a give em one. Heck, I'll even let you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;borrow&lt;/span&gt; mine (But please, no illegal copies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............more to come on "Desert Island &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Necessities&lt;/span&gt;" or "What's in Gilligan's Travel Case"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-1396661394516418683?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/1396661394516418683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=1396661394516418683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/1396661394516418683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/1396661394516418683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-nothing-to-say.html' title='I have nothing to say'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R5avKtE4DAI/AAAAAAAAALg/kEXB14ChTw8/s72-c/41HGMQCNKXL__AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-4633805371992452310</id><published>2008-01-04T19:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:33.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Idyllwild</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38EBO_SWXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/f7WsDjw0fgo/s1600-h/IMG_4408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151840917985057138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38EBO_SWXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/f7WsDjw0fgo/s320/IMG_4408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38Due_SWWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/8Ko7pgtTdGc/s1600-h/View+up+Top+Adjust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151840595862509922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38Due_SWWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/8Ko7pgtTdGc/s320/View+up+Top+Adjust.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38DlO_SWVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/c0upafb1wAU/s1600-h/Underexposed+Sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151840436948719954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38DlO_SWVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/c0upafb1wAU/s320/Underexposed+Sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38DUu_SWUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/NZf597B7cBU/s1600-h/Pine+Sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151840153480878402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38DUu_SWUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/NZf597B7cBU/s320/Pine+Sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38DM-_SWTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4XfdEzP5p78/s1600-h/Strong+Man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151840020336892210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38DM-_SWTI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4XfdEzP5p78/s320/Strong+Man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38DFe_SWSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6w7WHGaAWDo/s1600-h/Little+Squireel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151839891487873314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38DFe_SWSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6w7WHGaAWDo/s320/Little+Squireel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38C6u_SWRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/KqPs5JgM464/s1600-h/IMG_4533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151839706804279570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38C6u_SWRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/KqPs5JgM464/s320/IMG_4533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38Cv-_SWQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3bC9R7_I6MM/s1600-h/IMG_4519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151839522120685826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38Cv-_SWQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/3bC9R7_I6MM/s320/IMG_4519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38Ccu_SWPI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4mj1n26HudM/s1600-h/IMG_4475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151839191408204018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38Ccu_SWPI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4mj1n26HudM/s320/IMG_4475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38CN-_SWOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qNxKo9OD4Fk/s1600-h/IMG_4474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151838938005133538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38CN-_SWOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qNxKo9OD4Fk/s320/IMG_4474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38B9O_SWNI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/oILYYIxosXw/s1600-h/IMG_4467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151838650242324690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38B9O_SWNI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/oILYYIxosXw/s320/IMG_4467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38Btu_SWMI/AAAAAAAAAII/CWSxO8HUhXQ/s1600-h/IMG_4463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151838383954352322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38Btu_SWMI/AAAAAAAAAII/CWSxO8HUhXQ/s320/IMG_4463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38Beu_SWLI/AAAAAAAAAIA/G5dNgriUVw8/s1600-h/IMG_4405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151838126256314546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38Beu_SWLI/AAAAAAAAAIA/G5dNgriUVw8/s320/IMG_4405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38BRe_SWKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/j9BiFEkG5Ks/s1600-h/IMG_4394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151837898623047842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38BRe_SWKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/j9BiFEkG5Ks/s320/IMG_4394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38BBu_SWJI/AAAAAAAAAHw/6jlmmdRpqks/s1600-h/IMG_4370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151837628040108178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38BBu_SWJI/AAAAAAAAAHw/6jlmmdRpqks/s320/IMG_4370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pictures I took in Idyllwild. Heather and I hiked 7 miles round trip, 1,700 ft. climb to the top of a place called suicide rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-4633805371992452310?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/4633805371992452310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=4633805371992452310' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/4633805371992452310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/4633805371992452310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2008/01/pictures-of-idyllwild.html' title='Pictures of Idyllwild'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R38EBO_SWXI/AAAAAAAAAJg/f7WsDjw0fgo/s72-c/IMG_4408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-6845242469720497308</id><published>2007-12-08T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T19:27:36.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wibles are CRAZY!!!!</title><content type='html'>A little Christmas fun for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Wibles love to party!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1250839717"&gt;www.elfyourself.com/?id=1250839717&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-6845242469720497308?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/6845242469720497308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=6845242469720497308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/6845242469720497308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/6845242469720497308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2007/12/wibles-are-crazy.html' title='The Wibles are CRAZY!!!!'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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-8151533486355302713.post-5441648514102436748</id><published>2007-12-02T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:34.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R1M2CcXT7JI/AAAAAAAAAFE/106GJ0BZa2s/s1600-R/IMG_2374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139511015361473682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R1M2CcXT7JI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Qf8xNhFb1Gc/s200/IMG_2374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love little moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all hold onto them...little moments. It is what our lives are made of, little moments. I have a new favorite song. It's a song by Rob Thomas off of the "Meet The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Robinsons&lt;/span&gt;" soundtrack. It says...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R1Mzp8XT7EI/AAAAAAAAAEg/AS7r-eW1Bq8/s1600-R/IMG_2396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139508395431423042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R1Mzp8XT7EI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-ONB9aNihl0/s200/IMG_2396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our lives are made&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;In these small hours &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;These little wonders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;These twists and turns of fate &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time falls away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But these small hours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;These small hours &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still remain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the first time I saw my wife like it was yesterday and how I felt at that moment. I was, I don't know, I don't have the words to describe it. It's how I know I love her so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the second both of my children came into the world. WOW!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember so many little moments, little wonders, of life and they sustain me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R1M0tcXT7HI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bTATtofxBGI/s1600-R/Devyn+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139509555072593010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R1M0tcXT7HI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mp3xl3rGo70/s200/Devyn+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I once was playing softball and was mired in a terrible slump. I was down, nothing I did worked. But then, after 5 weeks of struggle, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I hit a ball, like lightning, through the right side of the infield. I still remember the feel and the sound as the bat struck the ball. That little moment carried me to a final 5 games in which I got out once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A single little moment changed everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the moment I understood what the Christian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;life meant&lt;/span&gt;. It has carried me these last 15 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a single moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had a moment. A moment of worship that I will never forget. A moment that I will forever remember, and it will no doubt sustain me. For a moment, I was not a guitar player on stage. I was not a member of any band. I was in the presence of the God of the Universe. To be honest, I am always in the presence of God. He's omnipresent for goodness sake, you really can't escape that. But today, in a little wonderful moment, I was conscious of the fact that I was in his presence, and really what that feels like. I was awed, happy, amazed, moved, stilled, humbled, inspired, and so many other emotions all at once. Another little moment...A little wonder...a small piece of time that will forever remain with me, sustaining me. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R1M0UcXT7GI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Wfn9Y7L5ibk/s1600-R/IMG_2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139509125575863394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R1M0UcXT7GI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zy7t2-9q-K4/s200/IMG_2369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is right. Our lives are made of these small hours, these little moments, that even as time fades in our rear view mirror, these little moments forever remain with us. They speak to us. We remember them, and how we felt at that moment in time, and they move us toward something greater than we can even begin to fathom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R1M1KcXT7II/AAAAAAAAAE8/OWgHXF3iY_c/s1600-R/Tele+Fun+new+1+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139510053288799362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R1M1KcXT7II/AAAAAAAAAE8/MFn5UgbWhpw/s200/Tele+Fun+new+1+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thank God for all my little moments, but on this day, I thank him for the honor and humbling privilege it is to be a member of his family. I thank him for excepting my little crayon created picture. I thank him for who he is and for going to a cross so that I might feel his presence my life. I thank him for this moment, and every moment that is to come. For God is the creator of all things, all the little wonders. May I recognize, and remember them, and him, more and more each day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-5441648514102436748?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/5441648514102436748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=5441648514102436748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5441648514102436748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5441648514102436748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-moments.html' title='Little Moments'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R1M2CcXT7JI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Qf8xNhFb1Gc/s72-c/IMG_2374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-5503049264690073306</id><published>2007-11-27T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:35.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>While a Guitar Gently Weeps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R00DMNOrxOI/AAAAAAAAADo/u2JkGY8Dr0k/s1600-h/AlexLifeson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137766258144167138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R00DMNOrxOI/AAAAAAAAADo/u2JkGY8Dr0k/s200/AlexLifeson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I adore the guitar. The first time I heard Angus hit those famous three chords, I have been addicted to it's sound. The guitar can be such an expressive instrument in the hands of the right user. So many sounds. It can speak, cry, yell, whisper, shout, laugh, chuckle, and yes even weep. It never asks to be heard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it demands it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been many a guitarist, and even more guitar solos. But those that are truly great...well, like I said, they demand your attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not much of a lyrics guy. Words don't stir a great deal of emotion in me. But actions...they make me FEEL. The guitar is active, living, breathing. It moves. It cuts through and searches out those things hidden deep inside the soul. At least that's how I feel about the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R00DV9OrxPI/AAAAAAAAADw/ka6OSQVB994/s1600-h/BG2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137766425647891698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R00DV9OrxPI/AAAAAAAAADw/ka6OSQVB994/s200/BG2a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit here preparing for Sunday Worship, and I think about how my job is to make people feel God through my guitar playing. Hear what he is trying to say to them. Cut through the outer core and strike at the heart of their soul. It go me thinking of those guitar solos that do that for me. These are all (Except one) from "secular" songs, but they speak to me just as clearly as any "christian" song about who God is, and what he wants for my life. They are like the spirit of God who is living and active, constantly speaking words of truth and wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gone on long enough, you get my point. These collections of notes move me in a special way every time I hear them. They inspire me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R00Dg9OrxQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/HPHj4434VDM/s1600-h/11135124-11135139-slarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137766614626452738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R00Dg9OrxQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/HPHj4434VDM/s200/11135124-11135139-slarge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limelight - Alex Lifeson/Rush&lt;br /&gt;Comfortably Numb - Dave Gilmour/Pink Floyd&lt;br /&gt;Back in Black - Angus Young/AC-DC&lt;br /&gt;Hotel California - Joe Walsh and Don Felder/The Eagles&lt;br /&gt;Brother in Arms - Mark Knoppler/Dire Straits&lt;br /&gt;Blue Sky - The Allman Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Goldilox - Ty Tabor/King's X&lt;br /&gt;Shake it Up - Elliot Easton/The Cars&lt;br /&gt;Love is Never Ending - Brad Paisley&lt;br /&gt;I Want a New Drug - Chris Hayes/The News&lt;br /&gt;Nobody Drinks Alone - Keith Urban&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R00FdtOrxSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1fmB0NYU1Yo/s1600-h/angus2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137768757815133474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R00FdtOrxSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1fmB0NYU1Yo/s200/angus2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is This Love - John Sykes/Whitesnake&lt;br /&gt;Anything For You - Paul Gilbert/Mr. Big&lt;br /&gt;Emotion Detector - Alex Lifeson/Rush&lt;br /&gt;Night by Night - Steely Dan&lt;br /&gt;Lenny - Stevie Ray Vaughn&lt;br /&gt;I Am a Viking - Yngwie Malmsteen&lt;br /&gt;Cheap Sunglasses - Billy Gibbons/ZZ Top&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting God - Lincoln Brewster&lt;br /&gt;New Years Day - The Edge/U2&lt;br /&gt;Subdivisions - Alex Lifeson/Rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not all of them, but these are some solos that make me feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check em out...if you dare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-5503049264690073306?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/5503049264690073306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=5503049264690073306' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5503049264690073306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5503049264690073306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2007/11/while-guitar-gently-weeps.html' title='While a Guitar Gently Weeps'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R00DMNOrxOI/AAAAAAAAADo/u2JkGY8Dr0k/s72-c/AlexLifeson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-1162476939190883472</id><published>2007-11-24T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:35.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0hmKtOrxGI/AAAAAAAAACk/tyrQXYxcBX0/s1600-h/charlie-brown-christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136467709141959778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0hmKtOrxGI/AAAAAAAAACk/tyrQXYxcBX0/s200/charlie-brown-christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone who knows me, knows one thing about my life...It is run by the seasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baseball season to be precise. For 6 glorious months from the 1st of April to the final days of October, my life is in a state of bloom. The days are long and at times very warm...and thanks to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MLB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; package on Direct TV, I have access to over 60 games a week (some in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But then...Like the galaxy under Imperial rule...the dark times come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the final days of October, something downright evil occurs. The time changes back, and the baseball season come to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My wife calls them the grumpy months. No baseball, no daylight savings time, no happiness in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mudville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Mighty Casey can't strike out...he's not playing today. My softball league will not even start again until late March. OH THE HUMANITY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for a brief moment, like a desert flower, I am in bloom once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Friday of November until 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of December, I am born anew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;IT'S CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0hisdOrxCI/AAAAAAAAACE/kCOJD-qcwhQ/s1600-h/1cvacation.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136463890916033570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0hisdOrxCI/AAAAAAAAACE/kCOJD-qcwhQ/s200/1cvacation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am no longer a Scrooge, I am Clark Griswold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Deck the halls with boughs of holly, fa la la la la la la la la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the season to be jolly, Take it Russ!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love everything about this season. I love the music, the food, the smells, the throngs of people not so merrily wandering from store to store. I love putting up the tree, the lights. I love Christmas. It is for me "The Most Wonderful Time of the Year!" I love buying presents, I love getting presents, heck, I am in such a state of glee I wouldn't even mind a visit from good old Cousin Eddie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The movies and shows are the best!! (more on this later). I seek out the 24 hours a day of Christmas broadcasting and set my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;DVR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to record. I am like Lenny on a rabbit farm, so many furry things to pet. Rudolph, Charlie Brown, The Grinch, Emmit Otter, George Bailey, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ralphie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Parker, Jack Campbell, Bing Crosby and Danny Kaye, and every single one of the Scrooges...is there anything better???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't get enough Burl Ives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0hkYdOrxEI/AAAAAAAAACU/Z8hj2gYR3bg/s1600-h/SamSnowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136465746341905474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0hkYdOrxEI/AAAAAAAAACU/Z8hj2gYR3bg/s200/SamSnowman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have a Holly Jolly Christmas?!?!?! Are you kidding me. That song makes "Stairway to Heaven" seem like a bad commercial jingle. It is genius, dare I say it (In your best Wile E. Coyote please)....SUPER GENIUS. Burl Ives is to Christmas what water is to the ocean...Really empty without it. I love that man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But most of all, I love the message of Christmas. I believe it is summed up best at the end of that Christmas classic "The Grinch"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow, Stood puzzling and puzzling: "How could it be so? It came without ribbons! It came without tags!" It came without packages, boxes or bags!" And he puzzled three hours, `till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before!" Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store."Maybe Christmas...perhaps...means a little bit more!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A little more indeed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Couple that with perhaps the greatest scene in any Christmas show (cue Linus, and lights please)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pn10FF-FQfs"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pn10FF-FQfs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's it kids. The whole ball of wax, the kit and caboodle, the whole nine yards, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the yang, the twist and the turn. It's why the Grinch rode back down the hill, why Scrooge bought the big turkey, why George Bailey's life was so wonderful, why Rudolph led the sleigh, why Emmit and his ma sang their songs, why Charlie Brown picked the tree, why Bing and Danny put on a show, and why Clark put up the lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So my wish for all of you this year, in the words of my good friend Mr. Burl Ives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have a holly, jolly Christmas; It's the best time of the year. I don't know if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;there'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be snow, but have a cup of cheer. Have a holly, jolly Christmas; And when you walk down the street, Say Hello to friends you know and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ev'ryone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you meet. Oh, ho, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mistle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-toe hung where you can see; Somebody waits for you; Kiss her once for me. Have a holly jolly Christmas, and in case you didn't hear, Oh by golly, have a holly, jolly Christmas this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Merry Christmas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...Only 3 months until spring training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-1162476939190883472?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/1162476939190883472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=1162476939190883472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/1162476939190883472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/1162476939190883472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0hmKtOrxGI/AAAAAAAAACk/tyrQXYxcBX0/s72-c/charlie-brown-christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-5795210185105024697</id><published>2007-11-21T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:36.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Batman!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0Uvj9OrxBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-iJPRmPvO98/s1600-h/IMG_3235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135563244863996946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0Uvj9OrxBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-iJPRmPvO98/s200/IMG_3235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who hasn't said it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michael Keaton said it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Val Kilmer said it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;George Clooney...Christian Bale...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heck, even Kramer uttered these famous words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I proclaim it... "I am Batman!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of all the super-heroes, Batman is my favorite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's human&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He doesn't have super strength like Superman. He can't run fast like the Flash. He doesn't have self-healing skills and a metal skeleton like Wolverine (although I must admit, Wolverine is #2 on the super-hero cool list). He can't even do the whole "Wonder Twins activate thing ("Form of a pail of water!). He is human. He bleeds, gets hurt, and has to flee the scene at times in defeat. I like that. I can relate to that. He's not perfect, and neither am I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As boys, we all wanted to be a super-hero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth is, those of us that are fathers are super-heroes. That is the way our kids look at us. Too many of us though are pretending to be Superman with his super strength, the Flash with his super speed, or Wolverine with his all his super skills. We act as if we are invincible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we're not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're Batman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To our kids, we have the ability to do super hero things, but we also fail at times and have to retreat in defeat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what do we do then?? What do we do when we've be beaten by the Jokers, Riddlers, and Penguins that haunt our nature??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Batman had a mission. To protect the people of Gotham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotham still needed Batman, and so do our kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are a father, you are super-hero. So what kind of Super-hero am I going to be?? Well the truth is, I am not Superman (I have an everlasting supply of Kryptonite running through my veins.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I never wanted to be Superman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am Batman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to my kids, that's just fine with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-5795210185105024697?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/5795210185105024697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=5795210185105024697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5795210185105024697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/5795210185105024697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-batman.html' title='I am Batman!!!'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0Uvj9OrxBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-iJPRmPvO98/s72-c/IMG_3235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-3145355194635643947</id><published>2007-11-20T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:36.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream has come true</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0OMXtOrxAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ltgtWmYjuCY/s1600-h/Record+Player.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135102339038561282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0OMXtOrxAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ltgtWmYjuCY/s200/Record+Player.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Growing up I had a dream...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not for world peace (although that would be great)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not for a better bread slicer....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not even for a pony....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a dream that one day, I would have all my songs in one place with instant access. No fumbling through records, no searching for CDs, not rewinding or fast-forwarding so I can get to my favorite song....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you i-tunes / i-pod......My dream has come true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I saw that someone else did this little exercise. They pressed play in their i-tunes library (set to shuffle) and wrote down the first ten songs they heard. Well, I had a lot of work to do...so I went to 25.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a very wide ranging group of songs, showing just how broad my listening habits are. Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same Old Saturday Night - Frank Sinatra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Man and a Woman - U2 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Runaround - Van Halen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam Raised a Cain - Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough Space - Foo Fighters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makes Me Wanna Sing - Stryper &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hideaway - John Mayall Bluesbreakers With Eric Clapton &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twilight - Future Of Forestry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Black Dog - Led Zeppelin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dig - Incubus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleepin' On The Foldout - Brad Paisley Who Needs Pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children Say - Level 42 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob's Ladder - Rush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Testify - Stevie Ray Vaughan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why Is It Me - England Dan &amp;amp; John Ford Coley &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;High Landrons - Eric Johnson &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Better Be True - Huey Lewis and the News&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe Baby - Buddy Holly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regime Change - Disciple &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Live Out Loud - Steven Curtis Chapman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carpet Crawlers - Genesis &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little Toy Brain - Gov't Mule &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Believe - Third Day Wire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hold It Now - The Beastie Boys &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Stranger - Billy Joel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-3145355194635643947?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/3145355194635643947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=3145355194635643947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/3145355194635643947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/3145355194635643947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-dream-has-come-true.html' title='My dream has come true'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0OMXtOrxAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ltgtWmYjuCY/s72-c/Record+Player.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8151533486355302713.post-736259196333543398</id><published>2007-11-19T15:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:39:36.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moose is Loose!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0InttOrw-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/7yLsYpsFPJk/s1600-h/Moose_xing_thumb_640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134710191344567266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0InttOrw-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/7yLsYpsFPJk/s200/Moose_xing_thumb_640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0IiCtOrw8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CaOrPQjWwy4/s1600-h/Moose_xing_thumb_640.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where to start.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isn't that always the question people ask. "Where do I start?!?" Kind of a foolish question if you ask me. You start from where you are at the time you ask the question. It's the only logical place you can start from. It's where you are for Pete's sake (and by the way, who is this Pete fellow and why are we always doing things for his sake?) To me, too many people are asking the question "Where do I start?" when they should be asking the more appropriate question "Where in Sam Hill am I going!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It seems to me that if more people thought about where they were going, this world would be a much nicer place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So where am I going with this??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is the question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not sure. I am of course a lost moose, trying to find my way in the woods. Of course, the more you know about the woods, the easier it is to find your way. And every once in a while, you come upon a beautiful clearing filled with flowers and a river running down middle, filled with cool water to drink, and fresh water plants to munch upon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I suppose I am on a quest in these woods. A quest for truth. I like truth. It's so...well.....true. Logical, it just plain makes sense. Because no matter how crazy the truth might seem, it usually makes more sense than any of the other nonsense you put it up against.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So join me if you will as this moose wanders (at times very aimlessly) through these woods in search of beautiful clearings and cool rivers filled with deliciously slimy water plants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It might just be fun (but I wouldn't count on it)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8151533486355302713-736259196333543398?l=waltermoose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/feeds/736259196333543398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8151533486355302713&amp;postID=736259196333543398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/736259196333543398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8151533486355302713/posts/default/736259196333543398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waltermoose.blogspot.com/2007/11/moose-is-lose.html' title='The Moose is Loose!!!'/><author><name>Erin Wible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05274590322206806304</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/_1SIjWGc3Wjs/R0InttOrw-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/7yLsYpsFPJk/s72-c/Moose_xing_thumb_640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
