<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173</id><updated>2009-11-28T05:11:45.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things I found</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-5888167160029218624</id><published>2009-11-28T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T05:11:45.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Reflection#13</title><content type='html'>Good Morning Everyone..&lt;br /&gt;This morning I am reflecting from the kitchen table instead of my usual spot in the recliner. Seems my house has been taken over by 14 y/o girls. I knew that it was a different kind of day when I saw Josie carrying a stolen sock. The sock was very colorful (as near as I could tell) and was not something I would wear. I am sure that the girls will find it...someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE.....MARSHALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work just pisses me off. Not really sure what the plan might be but...I know that I only have 3551 days left to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nena....got stuff back from review.Paid a bill stamped at the beginning of June 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is something on a positive note...Latisha and I have made plans for New Years Eve. I am not telling WHERE we are going, until we get back. I know she has told a couple of her friends, but I am not posting the location on here. GONNA BE A BLAST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginger...here is one for you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating Strawberries &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A farmer was driving along the road with a load of fertilizer. A child playing in front of his house saw him and called, "What are you hauling?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fertilizer," the farmer replied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you going to do with it?" asked the child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Put it on strawberries," answered the farmer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You ought to live here," the child advised him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We put sugar and cream on them." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until the next time, Please remember that I have to pay the bills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-5888167160029218624?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/5888167160029218624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/5888167160029218624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-morning-reflection12.html' title='Saturday Morning Reflection#13'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-4361060469689893579</id><published>2009-11-21T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T05:10:57.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Reflection #12</title><content type='html'>Good Morning everyone...Time for another Saturday Morning Reflection....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today THE HERD has another chance to be BOWL ELIGIBLE. I still call for MARK SNYDER to be traded to another team. MARSHALL UNIVERSITY has tried to play with the BIG BOYS and has not been able to do so. To play with the BIG BOYS you gotta act like the BIG BOYS. OHIO STATE would not tolerate the statistics that SNYDER has generated and would send him back to MIDGET LEAGUE football.C'MON HERD lets act like the BIG BOYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I will say that this may be my last regular season MARSHALL GAME until SNYDER has been dealt with. I advocate firing him at halftime, on the field, and allowing anyone else to coach the rest of the game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for work....WOW Volumes of work and staff shortages make life busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nena...Get Well Soon....I'm tired of picking up your slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, as I know it, is getting better all the time. Things are just coming together and fun keeps coming my way. Even some future plans look like they are happening. I am ever so happy to be back home and living life the way I was meant to.  I have met and now have a wonderful young lady in my life. All seems to be well there. She will be attending the GAME with me today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until the next time  please remember that I have to pay the bills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-4361060469689893579?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/4361060469689893579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/4361060469689893579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-morning-reflection-11_21.html' title='Saturday Morning Reflection #12'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-856733096211216036</id><published>2009-11-14T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T05:30:59.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Reflection #11</title><content type='html'>Good morning Everyone...I would like to start this Saturday Morning Reflection with...WE ARE.....MARSHALL     For all of THE HERD fans today is the day MARSHALL becomes BOWL ELIGIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think that as we grow older we become smarter. I seem to have reached an area of smartness where I realize just how much I don't know. I am working on learning more. This past week has been just a week. Nothing much to it. Social calendar...good.  House...good.  Friends...All OK.   Cat...Hey, CAT!?  For those of you that didn't already know...There has been a new arrival at my house. Her name is Josie. She came in the open back door and plopped down on the couch. There were several trips back and forth. She now lives with me and appears to be quite content. Tuesday she will be mad, but as a responsible pet owner I will have her spayed. Please note that I did discuss this with her and told her that if she stayed she would have to be fixed...she meowed in an understanding tone and that sealed the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather folks are predicting a very nice day today. I am looking forward to the MARSHALL game. Latisha and I will be in attendance. GO HERD!!  Today, I will also join in with the cheers and chants of "FIRE SNYDER!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until the next time...Please remember that I have to pay the bills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-856733096211216036?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/856733096211216036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/856733096211216036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-morning-reflection-11.html' title='Saturday Morning Reflection #11'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-6761195280938719121</id><published>2009-11-11T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T04:10:44.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Veteran's Day</title><content type='html'>Thank You....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I write this Blog knowing that my freedom to do this is defended and has been defended by many brave men and women. These are people that have the COURAGE to stand up for the AMERICAN way of life and defend OUR CONSTITUTION. Veterans have defended this country (and OUR way of life) since it all began. This is THE DAY to HONOR all VETERANS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS AMERICA and THOSE THAT DEFEND HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until the next time the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-6761195280938719121?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/6761195280938719121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/6761195280938719121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/11/veterans-day.html' title='Veteran&apos;s Day'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-4126047125617986619</id><published>2009-11-07T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T06:06:12.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Reflection #10</title><content type='html'>Hello to all...First item this morning...My condolences to all affected by the violence at Fort Hood................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me address the email in the previous post. Everyone knows that I am not a supporter of Mark Snyder. I also maintained that he should be given a chance to prove himself. Enough is Enough. He is a Son of MARSHALL and should be allowed to resign and move on in his career. Mark...are you listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after some negotiating, I have secured some land to hunt on in Ohio. I am excited about that. Please remember that I had been living in KY and had lost many of my Ohio contacts. Feels nice to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I had mentioned that my ex's lawyer couldn't get in touch with her to come in and sign the papers. Suddenly, she arrived and the last word I had was she had signed. Maybe she still does read this. No matter...it is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend is flowing well. Latisha and I are heading out tonight to a beautiful spot in central WV (no name for now) and look forward to having a fantastic time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginger...This part is for you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Last week at church I observed a young gentleman sitting in a pew several rows ahead of me. The child continually misbehaved until the exasperated father picked the child up and headed towards the exit. Just before the child exited the church the little boy called out to the congregation.."Pray for me...Pray for me!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until the next time...Please remember that I have to pay the bills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-4126047125617986619?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/4126047125617986619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/4126047125617986619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-morning-reflection-10.html' title='Saturday Morning Reflection #10'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-1965948240429988161</id><published>2009-11-06T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:08:10.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DISGUSTED</title><content type='html'>I am disgusted and finally had my say.....and yes, I did send it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: My opinion&lt;br /&gt;To: hamrickm@marshall.edu&lt;br /&gt;Date: Friday, November 6, 2009, 12:43 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the MARSHALL v. ucf game on National TV I was appalled. Normally, I do not voice an opinion about someone's qualifications. Are you sure Mark Snyder is actually qualified to coach football at the level he is being paid to coach? Starting now I am withdrawing my support from Marshall Athletics in protest of this gentleman remaining as a head coach. Snyder has sullied the reputation of Marshall football and should be dealt with immediatley. I will not be purchasing SEASON TICKETS until Snyder has been replaced. I realize that I am only one person, but I am sure that there are others as fed up as I am. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sir...if you don't have the nerve to fire Snyder....please allow him to see the emails that are being generated and maybe this gentleman will resign and hopefully someone capable and competent will restore MARSHALL Football to its proper place in the ranks of college football.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-1965948240429988161?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/1965948240429988161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/1965948240429988161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/11/disgusted.html' title='DISGUSTED'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-1892192059956295290</id><published>2009-10-31T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T06:08:11.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Reflection #9</title><content type='html'>Here we are again...another beautiful (and rainy) Saturday Morning. I can hear the rain plinking on the metal roof. A very comforting sound. I can smell the coffee. The house is quiet while the kids are asleep. I realize that statement will cause those of you that know me to wonder...My other daughter (charly) stayed last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...Lets reflect. The past week has been filled with life. Work was just fine. Payday came and went. Bills got paid. Groceries got bought. There is, of course, an update on my situation with the EX-WIFE. I spoke with my lawyer and the final order, you remember...the one where I am obligated to pay half of the vehicle she let go back to the bank, hasn't been signed. I was told that her lawyer can't get her to come in and sign it. I am not sure what the deal is with that, but if there is no order in place doesn't that mean the seperation agreement stands? That agreement says she is responsible for her vehicle. I think I am just gonna watch and see how this one goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since today is all rainy and wet, I believe I will spend a large portion of the day enjoying some college football. There is a very good chance that when this week of football is over that THE MARSHALL UNIVERSITY THUNDERING HERD could be BOWL ELIGIBLE. I will have to do my very best to get some tickets to a bowl if THE HERD goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a friend out there that is going thru some very trying times. This friend indicated to me that there has been a lot of discussion about the situation and much prayer has been offered up. God will lead you where you need to be (or go). Do not try to make a deal with God as he has his own plans. Also...don't make him burn a bush in your yard to give you enough light to see the plan...use your own light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until the next time...Please remember that I have to pay the bills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-1892192059956295290?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/1892192059956295290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/1892192059956295290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturday-morning-reflection-9.html' title='Saturday Morning Reflection #9'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-6046455742006478184</id><published>2009-10-24T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T05:51:14.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Reflection #8</title><content type='html'>Hello...and Good Saturday Morning to everyone. I hope this weekend finds everyone in good health and spirits. I know that my spirits are in rare form and I am walking 10 feet above the clouds.What's that? Why am I so happy? Well, it's my kitchen CHAIR. I have discovered that it works,exactly as it should, and allows me to relax (among other things).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week of work has been busy (as usual) and filled with non exciting and mundane issues. I will have to say that the new boss is still on my good side and I believe he will do a good job. Sometimes when the new boss comes in he says he is gonna be good...this one seems to be proving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend has been and will be filled with football. The Fairland game last night and the MARSHALL game today. I hope to see everyone there. Its an early game and I will be sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight...Latisha and I are going to Kenny's house (you remember, the old retired guy that cooks for me) to have dinner with him and Bev. Gonna be a good time and Kenny is fixing his chicken casserole. I'm bringing some wine....hmmm  wonder where thats headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until the next time...Please remember that I have to pay the bills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-6046455742006478184?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/6046455742006478184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/6046455742006478184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturday-morning-reflection-8.html' title='Saturday Morning Reflection #8'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-4469144215989650822</id><published>2009-10-17T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T07:46:42.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Reflection #7</title><content type='html'>Here it is...another Saturday. The first thing I want to say is...GO HERD...the second this is... WE ARE...MARSHALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proud tradition of MARSHALL football have been chronicled in the newspapers, television shows, and even a movie. Many of us (readers of this Blog) have, and always will be proud supporters of MARSHALL athletics. Today we play wvu...lets all cheer for a MARSHALL victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows how I feel about MARSHALL football...Latisha has offered to come over and watch football with me and wear her wvu shirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about life. My life is just fine. Outside of my house the birds still sing, the cats still watch them, and the sun continues to try and shine thru the clouds of winter. Through the dark days of winter we all need to remember that spring is only a short distance ahead and will be upon us soon. I intend on being thankful for all of the seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading about ice fishing in the great frozen north. Thinking about giving that a try. The question is...Do you think I could wear shorts inside of one of those little mobile fishing shacks (with a heater)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should just go south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until the next time ..please remember that I have to pay the bills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-4469144215989650822?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/4469144215989650822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/4469144215989650822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturday-morning-reflection-7.html' title='Saturday Morning Reflection #7'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-5992494905336943863</id><published>2009-10-10T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T07:27:51.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Reflection #6</title><content type='html'>The heater was on when I woke up this morning. I am not sure that I care for that. More summer is needed. There just was not enough fishing, boating, or cooking out. There is still a bunch of that to come, but it is colder and something isn't quite right with cooking out while wearing a jacket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there is gonna be a pitcher of sangria made in the next week or so. Adam and I have talked about getting together and drinking a few...maybe ribs or pizza also. Sounds like a good time to be had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays reflection centers around life. You know, that thing we are all involved in. The daily activity of just being. The happiness, joy, and peace that I have found seems to grow almost daily. The peace I have found in my job. The feelings inside of me that are derived from me growing closer to God. The little things that make me smile and most of the time the big things are just shrugged off. Life continues to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have danced in the rain and I have played in the snow. I wanna do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until the next time, please remember that I have to pay the bills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-5992494905336943863?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/5992494905336943863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/5992494905336943863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturday-morning-reflection-6.html' title='Saturday Morning Reflection #6'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-7722568382042927823</id><published>2009-10-03T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T05:58:09.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Reflection #5</title><content type='html'>What just happened? Another week of life has slipped past us. Everything seems to have gone on in a big blinding flash of fast. It was all so quick I am not sure I caught it all. So many changes...Kenny and his girlfriend getting along fantabulously. Travis and his girlfriend melding together well. Employment has been made almost enjoyable, seems as if there is a manager that knows how to manage. The VA will probably fire him for being good at his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining thru the back door. I can hear the birds singing around my little pond. I would be willing to bet that there is a neighborhood cat close by. Can't blame them for wanting their food to take a bath before they eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life seems to be settling into that pre winter calm. Things are flowing as they should be and the bills are getting paid. Kinda makes me wonder whats gonna happen next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-7722568382042927823?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/7722568382042927823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/7722568382042927823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturday-morning-reflection-5.html' title='Saturday Morning Reflection #5'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-5176918948657335862</id><published>2009-09-26T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T05:53:45.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Reflection #4</title><content type='html'>This week has gone by so fast. The weather is changing and the rain keeps coming down. I guess the home grown tomato season is over. Sad, but there is always next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I am not very reflective. My thoughts seems to be arranging everything in black and white with no grey areas. I am not going to whine on about how lucky I am to just be alive or how great the world is. Everything is fine in my life and it just makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions I have made for(and about) me are slowly coming into effect. I am striving to improve me in several areas. I think I have the attitude part down pat. Now, just need to work on my laziness. We shall see how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until the next time please remember that I have to pay the bills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-5176918948657335862?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/5176918948657335862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/5176918948657335862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/09/saturday-morning-reflection-4.html' title='Saturday Morning Reflection #4'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-7315344569862283652</id><published>2009-09-19T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T06:57:22.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Reflection #3</title><content type='html'>Good morning everyone...it is time for some Saturday morning reflection. Today's reflection starts with a look at the past week. What an interesting week it was. The biggest lesson learned is that ghosts of the past can, and will, haunt us in the future. That was my lesson..at least I believe it to be so. Let me just say this...&lt;strong&gt;LESSON LEARNED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall is in the air and it feels good. The coffee always seems to taste better on the cool mornings and my coffee has been tasting good. Looking forward to TROUT STOCKINGS to begin in the local lakes. Nothing like some good fresh caught trout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might have to take some time to run up and visit my brother and sister. A big drunk with those two might do me some good. Never can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARSHALL football game today. I will be attending. Diane is going with me. Gonna be a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last (and most important item)...guess who is gonna be the FRESHMAN HOMECOMING ATTENDANT at FAIRLAND this year. Yes, it is my very own LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-7315344569862283652?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/7315344569862283652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/7315344569862283652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/09/saturday-morning-reflection-3.html' title='Saturday Morning Reflection #3'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-8983208253192156648</id><published>2009-09-10T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:29:44.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Weekend</title><content type='html'>The Weekend is upon us. All we have left to do is make it through a Friday. Some of us (me) won't be going back to work until wednesday. No, its not surgery and they are not putting me in a nursing home. I am heading NORTH to do some fishing. Got a hotel...got fishing reservations...got a plan. It will be much fun. Perhaps there will be pictures when I return. Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-8983208253192156648?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/8983208253192156648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/8983208253192156648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-weekend.html' title='This Weekend'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-6226938428241300194</id><published>2009-09-05T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T20:00:08.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Reflection #2</title><content type='html'>When I began this blog (sometime back) the original intent was to build some "online income." I have built some...There have been several people use the links I have posted and it has made a few dollars. I also see several dollars from the Google Adsense ads(thanks to everyone that has used that service). The Blog has now become more therapeutic. I have also discovered that it helps me to maintain contact with various people as they drift into and out of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank all of the people that read this...and then remember to make contact with me.I appreciate everyone that has taken advantage of the links that have been posted and the messages received from people as they read about the happenings in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reflection for this morning centers around birds. My neighbor has several bird feeders up, which attract a huge amount of birds. These birds have decided that my decorative pond is their very own private drinking fountain. I have spent much time reflecting on "things" as I watch these birds. You can actually begin to notice the little ins and outs of bird society, from which bird is in charge all the way to who is feeding who. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Kammi and I are going to the Marshall football game (GO HERD!!!). The Herd should put one in the win column. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-6226938428241300194?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/6226938428241300194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/6226938428241300194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/09/saturday-morning-reflection-2.html' title='Saturday Morning Reflection #2'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-7014064896292319316</id><published>2009-08-30T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:02:09.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A message for you</title><content type='html'>I believe that I have made my position perectly clear. DO NOT EMAIL,CALL,or TEXT ME. I deleted the email that you sent without reading it. I did view the text messages that you sent...I appreciate your offer to click on Google Ads, but I can do without your help. you have done plenty already. I would like to address 1 item  your text covered. OBSESSION...I don't have it and I will be limiting any references that may give you a glimmer of hope that you are any type of positive factor in my mind. YOU ARE A LYING, CHEATING, CONIVIVING, and MANIPULATIVE (I apologize to everyone but the one this is intended for) CUNT. LEAVE ME ALONE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next time, please remember that I have to pay the bills(and some of the CUNT'S).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-7014064896292319316?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/7014064896292319316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/7014064896292319316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/message-for-you.html' title='A message for you'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-8239087889611159305</id><published>2009-08-29T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T07:32:09.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW what a week</title><content type='html'>Good morning everyone....It has been quite a week. Work has been super busy, and as usual for the government everything is in an uproar. I suppose it is just par for the course. Everyday I am asked if the divorce/property settlement is done. The answer is NO. The negotiations now are around who is going to pay the half of tricia's ford explorer when and how much. Just almost there...won't that be a relief.&lt;br /&gt;The other question has been....Have you given tricia her surprise yet? The answer to that is also NO. I will not until she she has signed the papers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend of the 13th is coming up and finally I will be heading for Cleveland. I hope that is as fun as I think it will be. Might even get a little sightseeing done and post some pics...hope so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..until the next time, please remember that I have to pay the bills(and some of tricia's).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-8239087889611159305?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/8239087889611159305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/8239087889611159305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-what-week.html' title='WOW what a week'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-1488613522054048764</id><published>2009-08-22T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T04:59:57.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Reflection</title><content type='html'>Good Morning everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time for some saturday morning reflection. Time to sit here and review the events of the past week and let my mind put them into their proper place.The past week I have met new people, reset priorities, and laid to rest a huge piece of my past. Some things were good and some things were sad. As we all know, there must be a mixture of both in order to fully experience life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you have been curious about the final result of my divorce. Well, as expected, the paperwork is not done as my EX-WIFE cannot close the deal on paying for what the judge has assigned to her. I am sure that she is doing her very best to figure a way to screw me again. I have this message for her....I already have a trick (or 2) up my sleeve...I am just waiting for you to sign the papers so that I can hand it to you. I am sure you won't be pleased, and don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you that know me well, also know that I believe that God has a plan for us all. There have been events in the past week that haved renewed my faith and shown me that there is hope. I look forward to next week when I am faced with new challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us all keep the faith and strive to bring America back to what made us great....Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills (and some of tricia's)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-1488613522054048764?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/1488613522054048764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/1488613522054048764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday-morning-reflection.html' title='Saturday Morning Reflection'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-6318243568208202112</id><published>2009-08-21T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T02:41:04.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its here</title><content type='html'>At last the weekend has arrived. That is enough to make me very happy. There are really no events in my life that need to be written about here. Nothing major going on. No life changes about to happen. With all of the "happenings" in the past year it is kinda scary for "absolutely nothing" to be happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, until the next time...please remember that I have to pay the bills (and some of tricia's)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-6318243568208202112?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/6318243568208202112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/6318243568208202112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-here.html' title='Its here'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-6158076795398600450</id><published>2009-08-17T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T02:44:55.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holly Bear</title><content type='html'>It is a sad day at my house. My feline companion of 20 years has passed away quietly in her sleep. Wherever God puts animals when they pass on she is there right now. She will be adamantly demanding her way and requiring more attention than any creature her size should need. For those of you that are interested she will be buried next to Jake Dog and Spazzie Cat. Holly Bear has touched many lives and routed the course of history through this household...From making Kenny bleed all the way thru making tricia miserable (no this is not another bash tricia entry). Holly Bear completed her life in the home she knew, surrounded by those that cared for her. Life has come full circle. Goodbye Holly bear, I will miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;friendID=175333123&amp;albumID=1449264&amp;imageID=31069574"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images02/67/80858912aedf409ead065efb847d2c28/m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-6158076795398600450?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/6158076795398600450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/6158076795398600450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/holly-bear.html' title='Holly Bear'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-6311463721216044800</id><published>2009-08-15T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T06:25:09.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Apologies to all Organizations affected</title><content type='html'>OK...I sincerely apologize for my previous post, I was contacted by someone claiming to be from PETA. This individual demanded an immediate apology for my slanderous comment concerning cows, and he made reference to court actions if I ever mentioned the worlds cow population in such a negative manner again. As for the gentleman from the American Hindu Society, I understand that you are a pacifist and would not harm me, and I apologize to your cows as well. Would everyone please just let me make this a blanket apology and I will not slander the worlds cows again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some discussion, I am going to put this out for review prior to utilizing it. Can I remove cows from the comparison and replace them with snakes. Someone please let me know. Well, until the next time ...please remember that I have to pay the bills(and some of tricia's).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-6311463721216044800?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/6311463721216044800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/6311463721216044800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-apologies-to-all-organizations.html' title='My Apologies to all Organizations affected'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-3413130087599553351</id><published>2009-08-13T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T14:30:54.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Settlement</title><content type='html'>Today was the day for the property settlement...as everyone predicted...I got screwed. Not as bad as some people predicted that I would, but screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I have to say...tricia, if you read this (and I know that you do), Keep your FAT ASS and your whelp away from me. Don't call. Don't text (anymore). Don't bother me. I am not gonna talk about the 50ish pounds you have packed on...go ahead and say it...I have always been a big boy...you are just a fat lazy cow (my apologies to the cows of this world). Please remember my favorite saying about the sun shining on the same little dogs ass all the time. I was prepared for the Judge to assign me half of the vehicle that your sloppy ass let get sold at auction because you wouldn't make the payment. Watch for it cause its coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are proud of what you have done and what you have become...a drain on society. You are exactly the type of creature your mother deals with everyday (for those uninformed her mother is a social worker with the state of Ohio). I also want everyone to know about the box of stuff your sister said I left at YOUR house and that you guys were going to burn. It was a cheap price to pay to get away from you. I hope to never see you again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much brighter note...life has become good and once again lights are glowing in the Knight household. Unitl the next time please remember that I have to pay the bills (and some of tricia's)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-3413130087599553351?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/3413130087599553351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/3413130087599553351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/settlement.html' title='The Settlement'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-1650637380043016854</id><published>2009-08-10T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:50:53.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will the Rain Never Stop</title><content type='html'>The rain is still just pouring down. The local fishing holes will be in terrible shape so...no boating for the next couple of days. I am ready for this weekend. Of course, I still have to make it past thursday. As for thursday... THE PROPERTY SETTLEMENT from the divorce. I am hoping for 50/50. Its what the law says it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I will either be celebrating or drinking away my sorrow. Either way it will be done. I guess that is enough for now...so until the next time  please remember that I have to pay the bills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-1650637380043016854?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/1650637380043016854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/1650637380043016854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/will-rain-never-stop.html' title='Will the Rain Never Stop'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-2380611722508744838</id><published>2009-08-05T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T14:15:29.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Geese</title><content type='html'>When I came home this evening I could hear the geese outside. I listened to them take off and fly away. Tonight, for some reason, the sound haunts me. Is it that I dread the coming winter? Does the flight of geese cause me to think of the cold and dark days of winter? It is still very much summer and I plan on enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no real news to discuss. Nothing major happening in life. No gigantic changes about to occur. So, I guess I will just say... Until the next time please remember that I have to pay the bills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-2380611722508744838?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/2380611722508744838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/2380611722508744838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/08/geese.html' title='The Geese'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1457482132141698173.post-7571032266344057471</id><published>2009-07-25T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:45:39.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>What a wonderful overcast, rainy day this is. I did a bunch of work on the house. Feels good to be home. I am playing some music on line and the volume is up. Sometimes music has such an effect on people. I am feeling it today. Feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter is here and she is occupied by her computer. Without the music it would be very quiet. Well, until the next time....please remember that I have to pay the bills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1457482132141698173-7571032266344057471?l=yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/7571032266344057471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1457482132141698173/posts/default/7571032266344057471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourneighborsrecords.blogspot.com/2009/07/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>troy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15698018405059184214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03316573315184231333'/></author></entry></feed>