<?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-10838814</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:55:56.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE  CHRONICLE:</title><subtitle type='html'>Life, the Universe and Everything newsworthy...according to me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10838814.post-115344983849906269</id><published>2006-07-20T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T17:37:03.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle School</title><content type='html'>REJOICE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Battle School Video you are all waiting to see just one more time has come at last! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I just put it up on YouTube Tonight, and now it is on my Blog for you viewing pleasure. I hope you all enjoy watching it over and over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you dont know. I put this video together to announce the start of the new theme I was doing with the Children's Sunday School. I Call it "Battle School". Basically, It is teaching the children of the church to become a part of the Army of God. I believe in radical, active Christianity. This world is dying. Every day, things get worse and worse. And you know what? It's our fault. In the beginning, God created for us a perfect world, and He put us in charge of it. So what did we do with it. We did the intelligent thing and handed it over to Satan. Good move on our part. Jesus came to set us free from that ownership. We belong to Him now. He died for us; all He asks is that we live for Him in return. Our mission is simple. Take back this world for the Kingdom of Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Tim, that makes you just like the terrorists. Do you want to destroy other faiths and religions? Are you saying that you have declared war on anyone who doesn't believe like you do...? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply...No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2Cor 10:3-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war according to the flesh, 4 for the weapons of our warfare are not of the flesh, but divinely powerful for the destruction of fortresses.  5 We are destroying speculations and every lofty thing raised up against the knowledge of God, and we are taking every thought captive to the obedience of Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a physical war. It is a spiritual war. And I am not at war with any person. I am at war with the devil and the powers of darkness. I am at war with the attitudes and actions that cause this race to die and rot from the inside out. I need not tear down other religions or belief systems. I will simply life "In a Manner Worthy of the Calling in which I am Called". I will be a light, a city set on a hill that cannot be hidden. I will be the proof to the world of the reality and existence of God and the Work of Jesus Christ and the Power of the Holy Spirit. It is time Christianity stepped out of the shadows and did the same. Stop being some religion, some social club and do what Jesus called you to do. It is time to stop being passive. Quit kicking the Sinners out of church because you dont like being associated with them. The sinners, those who have spiritual and emotional and even physical problems and addictions belong at church, just as much as the sick belong at a hospital and fat people BELONG at the gym. [BTW, I BELONG at the gym, actually i just got back from there.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watch this, I didnt make it for the children. I made it for the parents. The children are ready for this, They are the generation this is already fighting this battle whether they like it or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this and tell others about it and the message is gives. Its time to change the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hnQe2_e8LS8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hnQe2_e8LS8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We're Taking Over the World&lt;br /&gt;We're the Alien Youth&lt;br /&gt;We're Gonna Change the World &lt;br /&gt;We're the Alien Youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Earth Invasion"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man, one mission&lt;br /&gt;One plot to save the world&lt;br /&gt;Reclaim all races&lt;br /&gt;And embrace our destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing history when the colliding comes&lt;br /&gt;Where will you run&lt;br /&gt;Come with us if you want to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join us in the army that's arising&lt;br /&gt;The truth invades your mind&lt;br /&gt;Every day the Kingdom is advancing&lt;br /&gt;The earth invasion has just begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a sound, without fear&lt;br /&gt;It attacks the heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;To rule all life and display His government&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join us in the army that's arising&lt;br /&gt;The truth invades your mind&lt;br /&gt;Every day the Kingdom is advancing&lt;br /&gt;The earth invasion has just begun&lt;br /&gt;Join us in the army that's arising&lt;br /&gt;The truth invades your mind&lt;br /&gt;Every day the Kingdom is advancing&lt;br /&gt;The earth invasion has just begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earth's frustration&lt;br /&gt;To be whole again&lt;br /&gt;We'll see a nation&lt;br /&gt;Living without sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earth invasion&lt;br /&gt;One man, one mission&lt;br /&gt;One plot to save the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join us in the army that's arising&lt;br /&gt;The truth invades your mind&lt;br /&gt;Every day the Kingdom is advancing&lt;br /&gt;The earth invasion has just begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ www.azlyrics.com ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Seek First, Walk Worthy, Remain Faithful...Even unto Death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-115344983849906269?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/115344983849906269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=115344983849906269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/115344983849906269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/115344983849906269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/07/battle-school.html' title='Battle School'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-115067893628302348</id><published>2006-06-18T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T18:15:40.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News from My Verse</title><content type='html'>Story #1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First thing you all should know is that I was given a shout out from Tee Morris, Author of Podcasting for Dummies and Morevi: The Chronicles of Rafe and Askana, on his podcast, The Survival Guide to Writing Fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came about because I entered an art contest for his podcast to design a new logo and come up with a new tag line. Before you get all antsy, no I did not win. Which is strange because I was the only one that entered. But I understand why he didnt use it. Without anything else to compare it against, it wouldnt really say anything about my victory. I would have won out of default. I wouldn't have wanted that, and honestly I didnt think my design was better than his current one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really need to promote Tee, being the emperor of all self-promotion...or at least the arch-duke, [I think Mister Mack Jangin...sorry Jack Mangin, author of Sperical Tomi, would out rank him.] I'm going to do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Go see Tee Morris &lt;a href="http://www.teemorris.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Here are my pictures that I entered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j310/AeronA01/SGWF.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Try, With my first Lame tag line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j310/AeronA01/SGWF2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Try, With a Better Tag Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j310/AeronA01/SGWF3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just The Logo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j310/AeronA01/SGWF4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Logo With Inverted colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story #2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Last Weekend, I became a Certified Belief Therapist. I took a Three Day 12 hour day class, that taught me a whole load of junk about therapy and counseling. So Now I can charge and I actually know what I am doing when I counsel. So If you are looking for some therapy and you don't want all that psycho-bable, I am more than happy to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story #3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have begun writing on my novel that I have been putting off for about ...hmm...ever! Keep checking this blog and look on the right side bar to see my progress. It is slow going, but I hope to work on it when ever I can. If you see me online [My AIM SN is "Major Aeron"], ask me how things are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story #4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started scripting the podcast that I hope to start up this year. It is a radio play. Sort of MST3K mixed with H2G2. After I get the first 5 episodes written then we will start production. I am still trying to learn all of this podcasting stuff. I know how it works, but getting the right programs is difficult. I don't really like Audacity, and I am thinking I might just go ahead and buy a Mac to put all of this stuff on, because my laptop is quickly running out of room on my hard drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any experience or just skill at audio production, I would love to here from you. I will also need help in creating graphics for the blog that will get put up for it. I am currently trying to work with Macromedia Flash to come up with a shot of all of my characters, [originally this was going to be a flash animation show.] but I could use some expertise. I am a good artist on paper, the computer is a bit different. I have a small group of people helping me, [we call ourselves Guerrilla Productions or Guerrilla Media, I haven't decided which] but if you want to help email me at AeronA01 [at] gmail [dot] com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay shiny everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si-jin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-115067893628302348?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/115067893628302348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=115067893628302348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/115067893628302348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/115067893628302348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/06/news-from-my-verse.html' title='News from My Verse'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-114991221207915202</id><published>2006-06-09T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T21:28:55.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>It seems such a cruel way to deal with a sick animal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it seem that way; I mean it's what we do to criminals. But what else are we supposed to do, Let him suffer? As much as it hurts me to know that Shadow died today, as much as my heart is broken and I am torn apart inside, It would have been much worse to seen him disintegrate into nothing. To see him in pain would have magnified my own. It is good that I didnt get a chance to see him get really really sick. Those aren't the type of memories I want to have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that I got to spend his last two days on this earth playing with him and spending time with him. I took him for a long walk thursday night. I let him run and smell anything and everything he wanted. I played with him, gave him as many treats as he wanted and rubbed his belly and scratched behind his eyes until he got tired of it. We wrestled and played with his bones and I talked to him as he just looked at me. I stayed up late past midnight just so I could lay down next to him as he fell asleep in his bed that I had brought into my room from the kitchen. We had moved it out of my room in the first place because he couldnt control his bodily functions, but at that moment I didnt care. I wanted him to be with me his last night. Needless to say, he didnt sleep in his bed that night. He slept at the side of my bed just like he always has. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when I went to work and it turned 845, I broke. I tears flowed and I couldnt stop them. Then the phone rang at my job and I had to shove all of my emotions back inside. I almost didnt come home tonight. I didnt want to face the fact that he wouldnt be there to greet my like he always did, waiting at the front door for me to come home, sniffing my legs to see where I had been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant imagine how my parents are feeling. They took him to the Vets. They were with him when he went. They stayed by his side. I couldnt have done that. I'm not that strong. When they left to go to the friday night coffee shop thing at our church, I finally was able to let more of it out. I feel like it would be wrong to let it all out. I need to mourn. I need to take my time. When I cry, it feel like I cant breathe and it feels as if a cacophony is stirring just below the surface. There is a release I just cant get past. Maybe I should yell. I think that might let it out. To go out in the middle of the woods and scream for a while and maybe knock a few trees down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to keep his bed in my room, at least for a while. Those of you who know a thing or two about therapy would tell me that that isnt good for me. That it is some sort of act of non-acceptance. Well, guess what, It is...So deal with it. I'm keeping his collar harness and even his bones. Shadow was one of my closest friends. He was a part of our family, and I will do my best to remember the good times and the great memories we made together. A few times today I thought I heard his collar jingling. That probably will still happen years from now. I still smell him in the house. It will probably grow fainter by the day, but God gifted me with a very sensative nose. I should still be able to smell him for a long time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farwell my friend, You were the best Bat-Dog a guy could have. You watched over me and my family at night and you listened to me when no one else did. You never argued with me and all you ever asked of me was that I love you. I hope I gave you a good life. They say all dogs go to heaven...I'll see you there, buddy. The Shadow has stepped into the light and is no more, but a memory. But a good memory and a lasting memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure Every Moment You Have, Because Before You Know It, That Moment Passes. Live Without Regret, Don't Waste Time In Doing The Things You Know You Ought To Be Doing. Do It Now, Live Now. Joy Can Be Found, All That Is Required Is That You Look For It. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seek Him While He May Be Found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xei-xei, Thank you for your prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si-jin, Stay Shiny,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-114991221207915202?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/114991221207915202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=114991221207915202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114991221207915202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114991221207915202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/06/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-114985352287931498</id><published>2006-06-08T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T04:47:30.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad News</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually try to keep this blog on the light side of things, with plenty of humor and try to keep a positive attitude on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this post promises to be anything but humorous and positive. Tomorrow, at 8:45, my parents will be taking my dog, Shadow, to the Vet's to put him to sleep. I have had this dog for close to 8 years now. We took him in as an obviously abused stray dog who had one day shown up at a friend's house. We have had at least 4 other dogs in our time, but Shadow has been the best that we have ever had. He has been a very docile and playful dog all his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I haven't yet told you WHY we are putting him down. Simply, He has cancer, the fastest growing cancer there is. It is in his nose in an inopperable location. We could either do what we are doing or we could pay 17,000 dollars for Chemotherapy that would prolong his life for a month. The Vet says that as it stands now he has at most 3 months, and it will be only a liberal 2 weeks until his personality changes, he goes blind, and a whole host of other problems. So we decided that before he goes into to much pain, [he is already lossing some of his coordination and he seems to be getting mor confused about his surroundings] we would put him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain to you how much this hurts. I have cried myself to sleep more than a few times, and I know that doesn't sound to manly but give me a break, I'm losing a member of my family here. I don't know how I am supposed to deal with all of this. He has slept in my room for the entire time that we've had him and we have gronw very close. I don't want to lose my dog, and I don't want to see him in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you pray, I ask that you pray for me. Pray for strength, pray for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-114985352287931498?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/114985352287931498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=114985352287931498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114985352287931498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114985352287931498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/06/sad-news.html' title='Sad News'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-114920705316333473</id><published>2006-06-01T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T19:51:03.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiny Breakfast</title><content type='html'>You know what I realized recently. Every Morning, I wake up and have myself a green tea or a milk and a delicious Fruity Oaty Bar. Unfortunately, I dont become a crazy ninja person and beat the snot out of everyone around me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...this will just have to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never"                       src="http://www.theidlekind.com/v/FruityOatyBar/true[DELETE THIS TO MAKE IT WORK AGAIN]" menu="false" quality="high" bgcolor="FFFFFF" name="fruityoatybar" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="292" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay shiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BIG&gt;&lt;B&gt;EDIT:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/BOLD&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to disable this video because it was getting kind of aggrivating to have it play every time you loaded up the page. If you want to see it or put it on your website let me know and I will give you the code. Until this this will remain broken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-114920705316333473?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/114920705316333473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=114920705316333473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114920705316333473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114920705316333473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/06/shiny-breakfast.html' title='Shiny Breakfast'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-114774832990502701</id><published>2006-05-15T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T20:01:52.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolution</title><content type='html'>Okay, chickens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New one for ya today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one brought to you today by Heather West, Ms. 99 Problems,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, It is totally Airwolf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMH0bHeiRNg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMH0bHeiRNg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-114774832990502701?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/114774832990502701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=114774832990502701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114774832990502701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114774832990502701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/05/evolution.html' title='Evolution'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-114761860054833355</id><published>2006-05-14T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T08:03:37.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much Information!</title><content type='html'>More than you ever knew or even wanted to know, but you're getting it anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deal with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight to see my scores:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: ..eeeeee" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="..eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="..eeeeee"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Advanced Global Personality Test Results&lt;br&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4" bgcolor="..eeeeee"&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: ..dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="..eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/extraversion.html" target="_blank"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;26%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/stability.html" target="_blank"&gt;Stability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;60%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/orderliness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Orderliness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;60%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/accommodation.html" target="_blank"&gt;Accommodation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;83%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/interdependence.html" target="_blank"&gt;Interdependence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/intellectual.html" target="_blank"&gt;Intellectual&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;83%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/mystical.html" target="_blank"&gt;Mystical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;83%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/artistic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Artistic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/religious.html" target="_blank"&gt;Religious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hedonism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hedonism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/materialism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Materialism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/narcissism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Narcissism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/adventurousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Adventurousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/workethic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Work ethic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/selfabsorbed.html" target="_blank"&gt;Self absorbed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;16%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/conflictseeking.html" target="_blank"&gt;Conflict seeking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/needtodominate.html" target="_blank"&gt;Need to dominate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: ..dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="..dddddd"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/romantic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Romantic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/avoidant.html" target="_blank"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/antiauthority.html" target="_blank"&gt;Anti-authority&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/wealth.html" target="_blank"&gt;Wealth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/dependency.html" target="_blank"&gt;Dependency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/changeaverse.html" target="_blank"&gt;Change averse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;16%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/cautiousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cautiousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;83%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/individuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Individuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/sexuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sexuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/peterpancomplex.html" target="_blank"&gt;Peter pan complex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalsecurity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical security&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalfitness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical Fitness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/histrionic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/paranoia.html" target="_blank"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/vanity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vanity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;16%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hypersensitivity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/femalecliche.html" target="_blank"&gt;Female cliche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/global-adv.html"&gt;Take Free Advanced Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-114761860054833355?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/114761860054833355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=114761860054833355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114761860054833355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114761860054833355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/05/too-much-information.html' title='Too Much Information!'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-114642504657250173</id><published>2006-04-30T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T12:25:21.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole Lot of Keefe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...Remember this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From MST3K&lt;br /&gt;Cave Dwellers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nmxIVjRL8F0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nmxIVjRL8F0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-114642504657250173?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/114642504657250173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=114642504657250173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114642504657250173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114642504657250173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/04/whole-lot-of-keefe.html' title='A Whole Lot of Keefe'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-114601809262794518</id><published>2006-04-25T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T19:22:58.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Superhero am I? Isn't it Obvious...</title><content type='html'>Your results:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;You are &lt;FONT SIZE=6&gt;Batman&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Batman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=90&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 90%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Catwoman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=70&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 70%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Robin&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=70&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 70%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=70&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 70%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Supergirl&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=60&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 60%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Hulk&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=60&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 60%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Superman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=60&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 60%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=50&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 50%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Iron Man&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=50&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 50%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=40&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 40%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;The Flash&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=40&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 40%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You are dark, love gadgets &lt;BR&gt;and have vowed to help the innocent&lt;BR&gt;not suffer the pain you have endured.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero/pics/batman.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Superhero Personality Quiz&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-114601809262794518?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/114601809262794518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=114601809262794518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114601809262794518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114601809262794518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/04/which-superhero-am-i-isnt-it-obvious.html' title='Which Superhero am I? Isn&apos;t it Obvious...'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-114540903410828464</id><published>2006-04-18T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T18:21:35.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Unlikely Hero,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Warning! this video will make you cry if you have any kind of heart at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran across this one at &lt;a href="http://gvod.blogspot.com"&gt;http://gvod.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, I cried too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YcF7DsaGTg8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YcF7DsaGTg8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-114540903410828464?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/114540903410828464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=114540903410828464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114540903410828464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114540903410828464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/04/unlikely-hero.html' title='An Unlikely Hero,'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-114522915019084002</id><published>2006-04-16T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T16:26:35.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Videogame Revenge</title><content type='html'>Yeah, twice in a row, I show a video. Get over it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this, it's totally Airwolf. Like Snakes on a Plane sort of Airwolf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oClJQ9y0lDY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oClJQ9y0lDY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-114522915019084002?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/114522915019084002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=114522915019084002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114522915019084002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114522915019084002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/04/videogame-revenge.html' title='Videogame Revenge'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-114522812200102745</id><published>2006-04-16T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T16:21:32.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duel of the Highschool Students. With F/X</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Okay guys, I know I've had a lack of content lately, but this I just had to put up here. If you know me, you know that this is definately my kind of thing. Watch it, it rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5SHZRNk7AwM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5SHZRNk7AwM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm gonna try to put more stuff up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I first found this on http://bestvideosfromyoutube.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;check that site out and find more cool videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long and thanks for all the fish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay shiny,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim&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/10838814-114522812200102745?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/114522812200102745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=114522812200102745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114522812200102745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114522812200102745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/04/duel-of-highschool-students-with-fx.html' title='Duel of the Highschool Students. With F/X'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-114191434960450291</id><published>2006-03-09T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T06:25:49.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on my Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Ok, so how 'bout a nice update on what I've been up to in the "input" department.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I finished Brave Men Run by Matthew Wayne Selznick&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;By The Way, He left a comment on the previous post! I go from a readership of absolute zero to having a published author reading the Chronicle...that is so totally Airwolf. Hopefully, he'll read more than just the posts about him and I'll have what they call in the "Industry" an "Audience" [Please use "quote fingers" everytime I write " " those.] However, until "Mr. Selznick" is hooked, I will continue to put something about him in every post so that "The Chronicle" continually appears in his "Vanity Google Searches".&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So...Speaking of Brave Men Run [buy the book]...&lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/content/170878"&gt;[here]&lt;/a&gt; or at Amazon, but if you get it from Lulu, "Matthew" [did you do the fingers?] gets more money...Support the Author!...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Brave Men Run is a great story. One of the best I've read. It sounds like the stories my brother and I used to make up when we were kids. Listening to the genesis of this story on The Writing Show podcast [the Self-Publishing Episode] sparked alot of innovation in my own writing. Just creating a world and then start writing in it. I have been doing that recently and it has really ramped up the amount of writing that I have been doing. I have sort of lax lately and now I'm writing more than I have before.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Other Reading...&lt;br/&gt;I'm still in the Middle of... &lt;br/&gt;Podcasting for Dummies by Evo Terra and Tee Morris&lt;br/&gt;Global Frequency (vol. 1 Planet Ablaze) by Warren Ellis&lt;br/&gt;Those Left Behind (Serenity/Firefly) by Joss Whedon and Brett Matthews&lt;br/&gt;And huriedly finishing&lt;br/&gt;Cartomancy by Michael A. Stackpole&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;That's it for today...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh and check my new Blog - &lt;a href="http://naziyr.wordpress.com/"&gt;Those Set Apart (The Nazyir Chronicles)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and just to let you "ALL" know, I have a knew job [listening to the bomb drop]. I'll post more about it later.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Have a totally Airwolf day and stay shiny!&lt;br/&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/10838814-114191434960450291?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/114191434960450291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=114191434960450291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114191434960450291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114191434960450291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/03/update-on-my-reading.html' title='Update on my Reading'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-114078641812369214</id><published>2006-02-24T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T05:07:09.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Reading List for 2006 [NEW]</title><content type='html'>Okay, I admit, I can't even follow my own reading list. So I had this great and wonderful idea that should solve all my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to make a list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why, you ask, is this post call "My Reading List for 2006"? Well, it's because I am making a list. Now before you go and have an anurism, let me explain. I will only be making a list of what I have already read. Since I can't follow my list for anything and I keep getting new books that I absolutely have to read now, what follows will only be of the stuff that I've read so far. Please, the door is still open for you to suggest some good books to me [along with a brief summary of why I should read it], but then again, the reason I haven't got a ton of suggestions [only one so far] is probably because no one reads this blog at all. Actually that is kind of freeing, because that means I can write anything I want an no one will know or care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaHa, I'm gonna start posting on how I really feel about all my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! yeah, the list...here goes...this is what I've read since the beginning of the year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fire on the Horizon by Winkie Pratney&lt;br /&gt;2. Speak Like Churchill, Stand Like Lincoln by James C. Humes&lt;br /&gt;3. A Secret Atlas by Michael A. Stackpole&lt;br /&gt;4. Tom Corven by Paul Story&lt;br /&gt;5. Duel of the Fates by Jack Mangan&lt;br /&gt;6. Lessons From a Geek Fu Master by Mur Lafferty&lt;br /&gt;7. The Pocket and the Pendant by Mark Jeffery&lt;br /&gt;8. Earthcore by Scott Sigler&lt;br /&gt;9. Ancestor by Scott Sigler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podcasting for Dummies by Tee Morris and Evo Terra&lt;br /&gt;Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;Brave Men Run by Matthew Wayne Selznick&lt;br /&gt;Smith Wigglesworth Devotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update this as Necessary...then again probably not, SINCE NO ONE READS THIS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I even try....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-114078641812369214?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/114078641812369214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=114078641812369214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114078641812369214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114078641812369214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-reading-list-for-2006-new.html' title='My Reading List for 2006 [NEW]'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-114011194803138103</id><published>2006-02-16T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T11:01:21.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated Reading List</title><content type='html'>Here is a quick update on my reading list so far this year. I am sort of keeping on track.&lt;br /&gt;I have read 6 books so far, and we are nearing the end of the 7th week so I am catching up.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't but a few weeks ago, I only had two books read and I was beginning the month of February. Thank God for Podiobooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Queue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; 1. Fire on the Horizon by Winkie Pratney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Speak Like Churchill, Stand Like Lincoln by James C. Humes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. A Secret Atlas by Michael A. Stackpole&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Tom Corven by Paul Story&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Duel of the Fates by Jack Mangan&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Lessons From a Geek Fu Master by Mur Lafferty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The 360 degree Leader by John C. Maxwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9. Hart's Hope by Orson Scott Card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10. The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11. Wild at Heart by John Eldridge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Cartomancy by Michael A. Stackpole&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The Ultimate Core by Winkie Pratney&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Shadow of the Giant by Orson Scott Card&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The 21 Most Powerful Minutes in a Leaders Day by John C. Maxwell&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.  The Problem of Pain by C.S. Lewis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  Stories of Strength by Jenna Glatzer&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. A Hero With a Thousand Faces by Joseph Campbell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Wild Seed by Octavia E. Butler&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Awakening the Hero Within by Carol S. Pearson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Dragon's Egg by Robert L. Forward&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. The Hero Within by Carol S. Pearson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. The Strange Adventures of Rangergirl by Tim Pratt&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Smith Wigglesworth Devotional [All Year]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. The Writer's Idea Workshop [All Year]&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. The Traveler by John Twelve Hawks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Storyteller by Kate Wilhelm [buy]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Speculations on Speculation by James Gunn [buy]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone by J.K. Rowling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets by J.K. Rowling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban by J.K. Rowling&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire by J.K. Rowling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix by J.K. Rowling &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince [buy]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Splinter Cell: Operation Barracuda by David Michaels [buy] &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;So long and thanks for all the fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semper Fidelis&lt;br /&gt;Semper Vigilantis&lt;br /&gt;Deus Ex Nobis&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Flood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-114011194803138103?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/114011194803138103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=114011194803138103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114011194803138103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/114011194803138103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/02/updated-reading-list.html' title='Updated Reading List'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-113741253442852574</id><published>2006-01-30T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T04:54:37.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Reading List for 2006</title><content type='html'>Well, Its January, and as most of you know, I read...alot. I try to read 52 books a year, and I think That I may have reached that number Last year, but I didn't keep good enough records in order to be sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year I am posting my Reading list on my Blog, so that I can have a public record and the rest of you can see me do it this year too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far this list in incomplete, but as I add more books to it and finish others, I will update the list so you can keep up with my progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further Adue, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim's 2006 Reading List:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fire on the Horizon by Winkie Pratney - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finished 1/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Speak Like Churchill, Stand Like Lincoln by James C. Humes - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Finished 1/28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A Secret Atlas by Michael A. Stackpole - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;5. The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;6. Wild at Heart by John Eldridge&lt;br /&gt;7. The Ultimate Core by Winkie Pratney&lt;br /&gt;8. Devil Take the Youngest  by Winkie Pratney&lt;br /&gt;9. Shadow of the Giant by Orson Scott Card&lt;br /&gt;10. The 21 Most Powerful Minutes in a Leaders Day by John C. Maxwell&lt;br /&gt;11.  The 17 Indisputable Laws of Teamwork by John C. Maxwell&lt;br /&gt;12.  The Problem of Pain by C.S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;13.  Stories of Strength by Jenna Glatzer&lt;br /&gt;14. The 360 degree Leader by John C. Maxwell&lt;br /&gt;15. A Hero With a Thousand Faces by Joseph Campbell&lt;br /&gt;16. Awakening the Hero Within by Carol S. Pearson&lt;br /&gt;17. The Hero Within by Carol S. Pearson&lt;br /&gt;18. Wild Seed by Octavia E. Butler&lt;br /&gt;19. Dragon's Egg by Robert L. Forward&lt;br /&gt;20. Smith Wigglesworth Devotional [All Year]&lt;br /&gt;21. The Writer's Idea Workshop [All Year]&lt;br /&gt;22. Storyteller by Kate Wilhelm [buy]&lt;br /&gt;23. Speculations on Speculation by James Gunn [buy]&lt;br /&gt;24. Hart's Hope by Orson Scott Card [buy]&lt;br /&gt;25. Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone by J.K. Rowling&lt;br /&gt;26. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets by J.K. Rowling&lt;br /&gt;27. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban by J.K . Rowling&lt;br /&gt;28. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire by J.K. Rowling&lt;br /&gt;29. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix by J.K. Rowling&lt;br /&gt;30. Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince [buy]&lt;br /&gt;31. Splinter Cell: Operation Barracuda by David Michaels [buy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This List is not necessarily in order of how I will read them, because I don't exactly like to read two books by the same author in a row; but as the order changes, I will change the list to reflect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these books, I have yet to purchase. Those are indicated by the word "BUY" in brackets next to the title and author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this list is not a complete list of 52, so if you have suggestion on a book you think I should read, please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;Just leave me a comment with the Title, Author, and a reason why you think I should read it, and I will look into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And If you have a comment on this list, tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;So long and thanks for all the fish!&lt;br /&gt;Visit my blog @ &lt;a href="http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com"&gt;http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semper Fidelis&lt;br /&gt;Semper Vigilantis&lt;br /&gt;Deus Ex Nobis&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Flood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-113741253442852574?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/113741253442852574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=113741253442852574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/113741253442852574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/113741253442852574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-reading-list-for-2006.html' title='My Reading List for 2006'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-113769422592735632</id><published>2006-01-19T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T08:26:02.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I?</title><content type='html'>Warning, This post bares my soul. If you don't want to see the flesh ripped away to reveal my beating heart, don't read on. And please, please, cover the children's eyes. My God, don't risk the chance of fracturing their phsyche on account of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chronicle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chronicle of ME....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,…&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Writer. Big deal, right? Well, it might give you some insight into figuring out who I am. Strangely, up until recently this was a wholly repulsive concept to me. I didn't want anyone to be able to figure me out. I figured that as long as I could figure anyone out, as long as I had the unique ability and found pleasure in watching people and finding out what went on in their heads, that I had the advantage over other people. I thought that if people really knew me then, number one, they had the advantage on me and I lost my ability to have the upper hand and never be surprised by anyone's actions and always be able to exert a certain amount of control over the people around me; and number two, that if they knew me, really knew me, then they wouldn't like me. I was afraid that if I opened up to people, then I became vulnerable to them and they would find out about the parts of me that I don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That wouldn't be so terrible except I think of myself as a crazy person. I am a manic-depressive, schizophrenic, obsessive compulsive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Let me stop here and say, please don't stop reading now. This thing really does get better and I am not really all that moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Okay, back to the action. Let's define why I would classify myself like that and why exactly, I am not on medication. I am a strong person. I can control my emotions, usually! Pain is only a motivator; Hardship is reason to move forward; Sickness is to be weathered. But even Superman has his Kryptonite. Mine is depression. It paralyzes me. If not for Jesus, I would not have made it thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I also talk to myself, all the time. I have conversations with myself on a course of action. I talk to my friends, in my head; and since I know most of them so well, I can predict what they will say. I talk to the different sides of my personality, which can be broken down into a few parts. First there is Tim. This is me, the intelligent, creative, and logical side. This is the part that controls me. This is the part of me that watches people, the classic "Observer" personality. On either side I have my other two parts, Tod and Timmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yes, they have names…Shut up! Can we continue?&lt;br /&gt;  Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Tod is my Strong side. He is driven. His humor is dark and cutting. He is Prideful and Selfish. He is loud and outgoing. He likes to fight and argue, and he gets angry extremely easy. To be honest, I fear him. I fear him take the controlling roll. He's intimidating. He's cold, calculating, and bold. Unfortunately, when I keep him pushed back, I keep away his good qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Timmy is my inner child. Selfless and shy, he's everything I love about myself. He wants to be a hero. He believes in Magic and Wonder. He looks for doorways to another world around every corner, in every painting, and inside any closet [they call them Wardrobes in the UK].&lt;br /&gt;He is loyal, Loves his friends and family and would die for them in a heart beat. He is non-confrontational in most situations. He makes corny jokes and longs to write the story of every person he sees. He wonders what people in the car next to him are doing, why they are driving, where they are going. He is more creative than the base "me" will ever hope to be. He sees ability in everyone, the inner seed of some special power buried there since the dawn of time. He is afraid of being hurt, and he doesn't have much of a backbone, but he likes to make people happy. He is completely random and has no attention span, but he loves to laugh. He likes change. He hates when things get stale and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  These three go everywhere together. And they fight, constantly! They hardly ever agree. One's a monster, one's a wide-eyed child, and one's an old professor, beyond his years. Behind my inner control center, the villain and the hero fight for position, and for my attention. I've gotten good at blocking them out over the years, but occasionally they won't be denied. Sometimes Tod pops out like a vampire needing to feed, and it's Timmy who has to deal with what he has done. Two sides of a Coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Unfortunately, those aren't my only problems. I am an obsessive compulsive. At work, if everything is not absolutely strait and orderly and logical, I will go nuts. Everything has to face the same way; every "t" crossed and every "I" dotted. I am like Monk, except not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Okay, so back to the beginning. I am a writer. I believe that there is an interesting story to be told in everyone. That is why I try so hard to get inside everyone's head. I like to get to know people. Not just in a superficial, "So, what do you do for a living?" sort of way. I want to know the story. Each person is the Hero in their own story. I want to find those heroes and make sure it ends with a happily-ever-after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was one. There is not one thing I want more. More importantly, I want to die a hero. I want to sacrifice myself for someone else. But talk is cheap and I hate when I find myself being selfish. I wish I was rich sometimes, because then I could buy stuff for people, give everyone of my friends what they want. I am a generous person. The trick in that is to be generous without acting generous or else people will take advantage of you. Once again, two sides. And it seems you need both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could fly. If I could have one super power that would be it. To fly, unaided above the clouds and through, the freedom of it, entrances me. I believe one day I will. I will meet Him in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that this world, and how we perceive it, is not all there is. I believe that the human race is capable of more than what is thought of as normal and logical, here. Not in an afterlife, but right here; right now. I belief magic exist. It is locked in our imagination. My Father is the Creator. And I am His son. That is why I love to create. But I believe that we are more in His image than that. We have power. Hidden away, locked deep inside of us, pushed down so far we've forgotten even where the door might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there is power inside of me. I feel it. I know it is there. Sometimes, when my adrenaline is pumping, I feel it bubbling right below the surface. But there is a disconnect somewhere along the chain. Maybe one day, it will surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I was born to be a Warrior. I can feel that in me too. He is the one to access that power. I believe that the only way to fully release that Warrior Within is to reconcile the different parts of me. Timmy is my pure side, and Tim is the side of me that is at present changing. Tod is the side of me yet to be reconciled. He is the left over remnants from my former life, but he is not to be cut out. He is a part of me that is still unredeemed fully. His personality is still needed. Is anger should be focused on my true enemy; his boldness and confidence need to be found in my Father. His backbone is needed in me. He is my Dark part, yes. But he is necessary to the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   *   *   *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I have been a Christian for Twenty years on November 2005. I got saved when I was four, and it wasn't until January 1st 2006 that I came to know God in the way that I have now. The funny thing is, I don't at all feel as if I have lost time. It came when God wanted it to. And it came in an unusual way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  For the last year and a half, I have been working on a Children's Church Program called Battle School. The Premise is this: If the Church is the Army of God, then we need to teach our children to fight. [Ps. 87:5-11, Ps. 144:1] I believe that they, us [I was born in '81, from the 80's through the present is part of the same generation], are a generation of Warriors. It is in our video games, our movies, our culture, our nature. We were meant to fight. The violence in our culture is no coincidence. We are born Warriors. And we are under attack. Abortion, Child suicide, Child abuse and murder, Just like Moses and Jesus, the king of this world wants to kill the ones who bring with them freedom. We have the fire inside of us. We are the revival generation. I want to train them to fight the war that they are already on the front lines of and when they are trained, I will join them in the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was supposed to start on January 1st but God postponed my plans. I wondered why. Soon, I came to the conclusion that, I couldn't teach something that I didn't live. I couldn't call for this type of radical Christianity, this dangerous obedience, this complete service to God and His call, and not reflect those things in my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Being saved for 20 years, I heard it all. I heard that you are supposed to be in love with God. I felt that sometimes, but all the time? No. Enough to make me want to read the word everyday? No. In truth, I didn't seek Him first. Until I came to a place where nothing else mattered to me, but My God, My Lord, and my service to Him, I couldn't teach this properly. So I decided that if it had to be done, it had to be done now! And then I proceeded to have a wholly unremarkable experience. Under the hunger pangs of not eating in the last 12 hours, I knelt on the ground like a knight with one knee and one fist placed on the ground and my head bowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I told God that I was through living my life. I gave it all up. I said that I put my life in His hands and told Him to tear me down and build me back again as the person He wanted. I chose to serve Him. There was no Thunder, no Lightening, and no booming voice from the sky. I went on with my day and chose to fast for the entirety of the next week. During   the course of the next week, He broke me. I cried every night at work as He showed me another part of who He was and that is not something I usually do. I gave Him everything and in return He gave me everything I always wanted. I am satisfied. I am content. I am driven and consumed. I am His servant, His Warrior, His child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When you give yourself to His light, you see yourself truly defined instead of hidden in the shadows. Your path is clear now instead of dark and obstructed. I have a Purpose and Identity. I have had experiences in the Past. I've been to Bible College. I have heard the Audible Voice of God. I have felt His raw emotion and the mantle of His Spirit fall on me. But this…this isn't a feeling. It's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That side of me isn't gone; he's not even fully repaired, but he belongs to my Father. My three sides are closer to becoming one. They move with one purpose and do a lot less fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am a writer. I am a scribe. The words are not mine, they come from another source. I can take no credit for the beauty found within and I want none. Who can stand in His glory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So who am I. I'm His…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;So long and thanks for all the fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semper Fidelis&lt;br /&gt;Semper Vigilantis&lt;br /&gt;Deus Ex Nobis&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Fight the Flood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-113769422592735632?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/113769422592735632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=113769422592735632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/113769422592735632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/113769422592735632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2006/01/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I?'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-112680119740250558</id><published>2005-09-15T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T10:04:25.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edit REQUIRED</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like everyone to know that I made a huge mistake! Please go and read my post entitled "The Ten Commandments of Movie Watching". It wasn't originally mine and I failed to give proper credit. As a writer myself, I know how I would feel if some one had done this to me. Please read the post again and visit the link to the blog One Stack Mind located in the sidebar of this blog. Thanks and again I apoligize to Robin for the lack of credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some great links from One Stack Mind about how to give credit: &lt;a href="http://blog.ianhamet.com/index.php/archive/2005/01/26/590/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I didn't understand most of that post because I have HADD (Html Attention Deficiet Disorder) I decided to not screw up anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link to the &lt;a href="http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/08/ten-commandments-of-movie-watching.html"&gt;Updated post.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the link to &lt;a href="http://onestackmind.com/?p=265"&gt;ONE STACK MIND&lt;/a&gt;'s specific post that I ignorantly plagerized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the link for you all to read of Robin's &lt;a href="http://onestackmind.com/?p=345"&gt;feelings&lt;/a&gt; on what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And be sure to visit &lt;a href="http://onestackmind.com/"&gt;OneStackMind&lt;/a&gt; as often as you can, it really is a great blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-112680119740250558?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/112680119740250558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=112680119740250558' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112680119740250558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112680119740250558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/09/edit-required.html' title='Edit REQUIRED'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10838814.post-112586911221850929</id><published>2005-09-04T13:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T21:39:04.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is He?</title><content type='html'>Hovering over Lake Ponchatrain, He waits, scanning the murky waters of the 40 mile wide lake. His mind wanders under the surface, searching for those who have been washed out of the city. Urgency is not his main concern. For these he searches for, it is already too late. This is his purgatory, his sentence. It only took him a day to push the water out of the city and help the National Guard build a temporary seawall. That job was a neccessity; this is what he came here to do. To take the dead, those he could not save, and give them the respect they deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward grew up in New Orleans. Middle child in a family of eleven. He grew up in the 9th ward, but managed to escape the chains of poverty and get into the shipping business. His job for the past 24 years, has been on the water of the Mississippi. He is the captain of a tug boat currently anchored near the center of Lake Ponchatrain. His mission here is to maintain the barges that have become the platform for the dead that are pulled out of the lake. His eyes are fixed on the man floating 100 feet above the water. His concentration is shattered by a question from his second mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How long has he been at this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two days," He answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How long each day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave the young man next to him a quizical look. "He hasn't stopped"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, what is he going..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old black man raised his hand as the flying man suddenly dropped out of the sky and fell into the water. A plum of water spat up from the surface, at least half as high as he had been flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He has a routine, He waits till he "senses" a body, then he drops into the water and carries them here. I lay down the body bag, and he puts them in it. Yesterday, He pulled out a woman who could have been my Grandmother. She wasnt, but she looked like her. He put her down and sat there five minutes weeping over her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't get it, doesn't he have, whatsitcalled, tele-...tele-kintectis?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tele-kinesis, the ability to move things with your mind. Yes, why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," the second mate tried to organize his thoughts. "Why doesn't he just lift them out of the water with his mind?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know. Maybe he wants to be more hands on." The captain paused, "Imagine how you would feel if you got all these incredible powers just a day to late to help save lives in the greatest natural disaster to hit the mainland United States."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, Thats, that's unreal." he paused, "Do you know who "he" is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nope, I know he's from this area and he just got his powers, but that's all. I aint got no clue as to his name, and right now, I dont care. He's doing his part, just like the rest of us. I aint gonna bother him." He stopped to lay down another body bag just as the man shot out of the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He landed with more grace than a man his size should have. He was dripping with water; his boots water logged and his shirt was clinging to his chest. He held the latest body close to his own as if trying to keep it warm. It was the body of a thin black boy no older than 10 years. He slowly lowered it onto the bag and took his time zipping it up around it. He looked up and met the eyes of the two boat workers. There were no words to say. They just nodded in return and he shot off into the air. His work wasn't done yet. He still had to search the city and the surrounding areas for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A step back and he looked up into the air. He bent his knees and shot himself up into the air.&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this dream last night. This is what I wish I could do. I feel so useless. I just ran and left everyone else to their fate. What kind of hero is that? What am I supposed to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-112586911221850929?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/112586911221850929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=112586911221850929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112586911221850929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112586911221850929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/09/who-is-he_04.html' title='Who is He?'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-112569652340401782</id><published>2005-09-02T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T14:56:37.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights of My Week.</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Well the last few days have been interesting to say the least. I have spent since Sunday night here in memphis at a nice hotel called whispering woods. We (My Parents, David, His Parents and Me) watched all the news reports from the tv, talked to others from our state and other states who had suffered greater losses than ours, we have seen God provide for us on everyside. From the miraculous meeting of David's parents and sister, causing us to find this hotel and get the last room available, to provision for free lunches and dinners. We have met new and interesting people. People we have been able to minister to, and people who have been able to minister to us. The Bible says that the Lord works everything for the good of them that love the Lord and are called according to His purposes. At the very least, this seeming tragedy has opened my eyes to how big the body of Christ is. Our church may be splintered all across the United States, But we still have family everywhere we go. Just last night, we decided to attend this free dinner that this Baptist church was hosting for hurricane refugees, and we met some great people. I spent most of the night talking with the Assistant Youth pastor, Charlie, about everything from where we lived and what we were expecting to go home to to what we liked to do with our spare time to which college football teams we liked (Go Blue, Wolverines Rule). Not only did they feed us, but they prayed for us, offered to board us free of charge, offered finacial help, medical help. We were awe struck as to what these people were willing to do for people they didnt even know. I was supposed to Fly up to Michigan, but with the LA Airport out of commision for commercial flights, that ceased to be an option. I was thinking about driving up to Michigan in my Focus, but #1 I doubt my car could handle 1000mile trip and back, and #2 that would only be the case if i was going to live there for a while and get a job there, but luckily it looks like things will be back to some bit of normality and i will be able to go back to Sam's soon after i come back from my regularly schedualed Vacation. Eventually we decided that i would fly out of memphis, but the return flight was also slated for Memphis, so If, as we had planned, let someone take my car back home; I would have no way to get back home. So it was decided that since i was to leave tomorrow (Sept. 3rd) while everyone else was leaving Friday, because that was as long as we could keep the hotel room, I A) needed a place to stay for one night and B) needed someplace safe to leave my car for two and a half weeks, and C) I needed someone to bring me to the Memphis Airport and pick me up on the 18th. So last night at the free dinner, they told us that they were also having a free lunch the next day. So after we checked out of the hotel we went to the Church that had been so kind to us before. It wasnt long before we were swamped with some of the same people we had met the night before, asking us if we needed any more assistance. We told them my need and in minutes we had a place for me to stay, a safe place to put my car (the Church is situated right next to the local police station and they hand cuff anyone who is out and about after a certain time and look like they are snooping around in the parking lot.), and someone to take me to and pick me up at the airport. I am just amazed at God's provision. I cannot imagine making it without His help and the help of the Body of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;So, Tomorrow I leave for another mission field in Michigan to go and stay with my family there. I am confident that I will find the same provision from God as I have seen already. And I also hope that I can show the same love and servant hood to those up north as I have recieved. I want my Family to be able to see what Christianity really is and if nothing else be a witness of Christ love and service to the world. &lt;br /&gt;In Conclusion, I leave you with this. Be a servant to whomever you come in contact with. It shouldnt have taken the worst natural disaster on American soil, to shake the church into doing its job. If we are really supposed to be "Consumed" with Christ and His work, then we shouldnt treat church like a social club, or an interest we have that we list on "Friendster". We should live it 24/7. And i know alot of us know this, but how often to we live it. Even those of you who are in full time ministry, Do we really live CONSUMED with the cause of Christ? Are we His Army? Are We that commited? Do we live as a servant everyday of our lives? Do you see yourself as a branch, attached to the vine? We shouldnt be worried about were our ministry is going or how it is going to be accomplished in our lives. All of our dreams and hopes were given to us by God and it is His job, The Vines job to carry them out. We are only meant to bear the fruit, not cause the fruit to grow. So be a servent. Live completely unselfishly. We dont have to worry about this world, because God is in Control. I am calling out to you, be truly consumed with Him. Serve until the end of you. Care only for His work and He will care for you. Be the Soldier you were born, even created to be. Be confident in the fact that you are empowered by God to do these things. You are empowered by God to do all things. We are His Children, and He will not deny us our needs. God has a plan and a purpose for this catastrophe and for each and every persons life. Dont be someone who only becomes the on fire Christian during the Sept. 11ths and Hurricane Katrina's that come along. Be that everyday of your life. Push yourself to you limits. Find out were you end. The Bible says that WE can do all things through God. So there should be no difference between where you end and Christ begins. Find out where he can take you, if you give everything. i guarentee that you will be surprised. I dont believe that raising people from the dead is the greatest miracle that can be achieved on earth. Where are the people walking on Water. Where are those Superhuman people that We Christians are supposed to be. God hasnt changed. We are here in an age when we can no longer be ordinary people. We have to rise to the level that we were meant to be at. We were meant to be extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your time. I hope all of you are safe. I am praying for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Timothy O'Donnell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt; So long and thanks for all the fish!&lt;br /&gt;Visit my blog @ &lt;a href="http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com"&gt;http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semper Fidelis&lt;br /&gt;Semper Vigilantis&lt;br /&gt;Deus Ex Nobis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-112569652340401782?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/112569652340401782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=112569652340401782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112569652340401782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112569652340401782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/09/highlights-of-my-week.html' title='Highlights of My Week.'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-112552609402987882</id><published>2005-08-31T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T15:08:14.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath of Katrina</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, i found this blog that has alot of info on our part of Louisiana. It has a listing of parish of the conditions and road passability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you can go to wwltv.com for a host of information about conditions around your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post more when I have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long and thanks for all the fish (and debris, power outages, flooding, and so on)!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-112552609402987882?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://halloweenpark.blogspot.com/' title='Aftermath of Katrina'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/112552609402987882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=112552609402987882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112552609402987882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112552609402987882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/08/aftermath-of-katrina.html' title='Aftermath of Katrina'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-112533424897857880</id><published>2005-08-29T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T09:50:48.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running from the Storm</title><content type='html'>Well, these past few days have been quite the adventure. First boarding up the windows and packing up everything we could, to fleeing to a safe location in Hammond, then seeing Katrina intensify to legendary status and again running for our lives in the face of this world ending Hurricane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it all, I have had my parents and my friend, David, with me to keep me sane. We have driven hundreds of miles in order to find a place to stay. Fortunately we got the hook up with David's parent who managed to find a hotel at a golf resort, and through communicating with them, we managed to snag the last room. This place is great. It is just outside of Memphis, with all the amenities of a big City. the hotel has a pool, a sauna, a lounge, internet access (Which is how i am writing to you right now.). I am rejoicing in the small vacation, and through it all, i really only missed 1 day of work so far. I go on real vacation to michigan on the 4th so hopefully i will be able to go, not knowing whether or not the airport will be up and operational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in conclusion, I am ok, most of my family is ok, (We dont know if my little sister is were she says she is or not.) Most of my friends are out of harms way (Pray for Kyle who is still in the midst of the storm, but by all accounts, seems to be faring well. Our properties are on our minds, as to whether or not we will come home to bad damage. We are also wondering whether or not our church is in good condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update as necessary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long and thanks for all the fish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semper Fidelis&lt;br /&gt;Semper Vigilantis&lt;br /&gt;Deus Ex Nobis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-112533424897857880?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/112533424897857880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=112533424897857880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112533424897857880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112533424897857880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/08/running-from-storm.html' title='Running from the Storm'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-112242623888543521</id><published>2005-08-08T15:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T09:26:54.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Commandments of Movie Watching</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Well the summer movie season is over halfway over; we've had some good&lt;br /&gt;ones so far. Batman Begins, Kingdom of Heaven, Cinderella Man, and I've heard the Land of the Dead was pretty cool.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this movie apparently called Revenge of the Six or something like that. It's apparently about a rebellion in space. I guess it has a few fans, or something. I don't know. Personally, the only space movie I'm really interested in this year is Serenity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Anyway, with people hurrying to see all the summer movies before they go back to school or back to work, I thought I should share this list of Ten Commandments of Movie Watching written by a fellow blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;For A Friend ... (Josh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please note: everything in italics in the introduction along with the entire list from #I to #X was written by Robin Sizemore, a veteran blogger, with whom I first found inspiration to blog. I included the joke in the opener because contrary to his belief, I thought it was hilarious; and I too care more about the movie "Serenity" based on TV's "Firefly" than any movie in the last of future five years...Well except for Batman! I profusely appoligize for not noting this when i first wrote the post. Also, Since Robin's blog, ONE STACK MIND, was what first inspired me, I recommend all of you who read my blog visit it twice as much as you visit mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I. Be quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk. I've heard that human beings are compulsive communicators, and I believe it, but try to keep your mouth shut for the two hours or so that the movie is playing. If absolutely, positively cannot do this, a very quiet whisper to the friend next to you is okay, unless another patron complains. If they do, no matter how quiet you were, just let the comments wait until later. Shepherd Book (of Firefly) once said that there was a special hell reserved for child molesters and people who talk in the theater. Granted, he was a fictional preacher from a fictional future religion, but is that little quip you want to share really worth the risk that&lt;br /&gt;he was right? Reacting to the movie (laughing, cheering, and clapping at appropriate&lt;br /&gt;moments) is okay, but don't overdo it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II. Be on time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the paper says the movie starts at 12:00, aim to be there at least half an hour early, or be prepared to have your party split up. It may not happen, if the theater's not crowded, but if it does, it's your own fault, so don't bother the people who were there earlier. Sure, it looks like there's a free seat on the other side of them, and they could just scoot down, but if they'd wanted that seat, they would've taken it when they sat there. If they volunteer to move for you, fine.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask them. Also, I know that movie theaters show trailers before movies, so the showtime given isn't really when the movie starts. Some people who paid to be in that theater enjoy the trailers, though. Be in your seat when the first trailer starts showing. If you cause your party to be late, apologize profusely and offer to pay for the movie… and dinner afterward. If you do this more than a couple times, you may want to think about buying a watch. If that doesn't work, don't bring further shame to yourself and your friends. Consider &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=seppuku"&gt;seppuku.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III. Try not to get up during the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that sometimes, this can't be avoided, but you should make a stop in the restrooms before the movie begins and go light on the soda during the early part of the movie. It's not an unforgivable sin, as most of the other rules are, but it's fairly annoying, so you should endeavor to be there for the whole movie. (Besides, it's not like you can pause it, and when you get up, you might miss important plot points.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV. Turn off your cell-phone's ringer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie theater will urge you to turn the phone off entirely, but I'm willing to be a bit less strict. If you can't possibly afford to be entirely unreachable for a few hours, but you're reasonably certain that you're not going to be needed, leave the phone on vibrate. If you get a call, get up and leave the theater before answering (or, if necessary, returning the call).&lt;br /&gt;If you use your cell phone in the theater (even before the movie starts), other patrons are perfectly justified in taking drastic measures. These could range from dumping popcorn on your head to shoving your cell phone into a bodily orifice, depending on the other patron who gets to you first. Don't risk it. Step outside before using the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V. Respect the geeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a movie has an obvious appeal to an obsessive fan base, and you're not part of that fan base, don't go to the movie on opening weekend (and definitely, under no circumstances, should you go to a midnight showing). If you must go on opening weekend, then keep your mouth shut in the theater, for Pete's sake. I will be the first to admit that I hate crowded movie theaters, and yet, my favorite movie experience was only as fun as it was because it was crowded. The midnight showing of X-Men 2 was absolutely fantastic, because of the reactions of the people around us, who were obviously invested in these characters. Compare that to my viewing of the second Matrix movie, where I was forced to sit in front of a guy who had no clue what was going on and&lt;br /&gt;made sure everyone in the immediate vicinity knew it. I know how the average person feels about geeks and geek movies. I understand that these movies might have appeal to non-fans, but if you go to an opening weekend showing of a movie that has a huge geek following, you're ruining it not only for them, but for yourself as well. As a corollary to this rule for people who are members of the fanbase, don't drag non-fans to a cult movie. If you have friends who genuinely&lt;br /&gt;don't seem to mind going with you, they're fine — their respect for you will keep them from being too obnoxious. If you ask your friends and they resist, don't bring them. They'll already be annoyed about seeing a movie they don't want to see, and will usually end up being a nuisance to you and everyone else. Leave them at home, and if you absolutely want them to see the movie in theaters, come back and see it with them later. You know you're going to see it more than once&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VI. Suspend your disbelief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost invariably, someone in the movie will do something that is impossible (or highly improbable) in the real world. Don't get too worked up over this — movies are works of fiction. When you watch a movie, you're entering into an unspoken agreement with the filmmakers.&lt;br /&gt;Your part of this agreement is that you will accept that their world isn't the real world.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't suspend your disbelief, that doesn't mean you can't come to the movie. You might notice a common theme here: if you can't possibly accept these deviations from the "real world", at least respect the people around you and be quiet about it until after the movie. The exception to this is if the movie is internally inconsistent. If the movie has spent a good deal of time building up the fact that something is impossible, and, at the climax, someone does that something without a very, very good explanation of why it's no longer impossible, the filmmakers have violated their end of the agreement. In this case, a short protest is allowable, but only a short one. A maximum length of three words ("What the heck?!") is appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VII. Don't sit near other people until you don't have a choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theaters are fairly big places. The first few people there usually have their choice of seats. There's practically no reason for you to sit near anyone else if you're one of the first people in.&lt;br /&gt;Think of the puzzle where you're supposed to place a certain number of checkers on a board without having any two being in a row or column (or a diagonal line?) with any others. Unless the theater is seating people (which only happens if there's a huge crowd expected) or it's already pretty crowded, your seating philosophy should be like those checkers — don't sit directly in front of someone else, or in the same row, unless there are no free columns or rows. Corollary: If you're tall, don't sit in front of someone who's already sitting down. Even in stadium seating, this is rude. Try sitting near the back.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Exception: If you are a cute, single girl around my age, and you see me in the theater, feel free to sit by me. If my friends are already sitting there, don't worry — I'll make them move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIII. Don't talk about the movie on your way out&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;General comments, like "What'd you think?" and "It was alright," are fine. Don't get into major criticisms of exactly what the film maker could've done better in the climactic scene until you're in your car. Other people coming into the theater are waiting to see that movie you just left, and some people don't like spoilers. Be polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IX. Don't leave trash in the theater when you leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trash cans in theaters are typically placed very conveniently. It's not that big a hassle to pick up after yourself, and every time you leave a drink behind, there's a chance that it'll be knocked over by the cleaning crew, making the floor sticky for other movie viewers.&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed to be civilized. Act like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X. Don't bring babies to the movies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you hate to leave them at home, but if you can't go to the movies without your baby, don't go to the movies. Best case scenario is that the baby sleeps through the movie; it's not like the baby gets anything out of that. Also, you may want to consider whether a movie is age appropriate or not before bringing your kids. An R-rated movie isn't the place for your six-year-old son. You want him to watch that stuff, let him watch it at home, rather than letting him disturb other theater patrons.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-112242623888543521?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/112242623888543521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=112242623888543521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112242623888543521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112242623888543521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/08/ten-commandments-of-movie-watching.html' title='Ten Commandments of Movie Watching'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-112354085098503221</id><published>2005-08-08T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T15:40:50.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What To Wear?</title><content type='html'>Everyone needs some cool clothes. Most people want to wear something that says something. Something intelligent, Something politically relevant...Well, I don't know where you can get anything like that, but if you want something funny then check out these sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bustedtees.com/"&gt;Busted Tee's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the humorous socialite in you. Lots of hilarious t-shirts that should make everyone laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jinx.com/"&gt;Jinx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Gamer, Geek, or Hacker in you. This is honestly a great website for funny t-shirts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-112354085098503221?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/112354085098503221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=112354085098503221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112354085098503221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112354085098503221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-to-wear.html' title='What To Wear?'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-112235234611871913</id><published>2005-07-25T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T17:42:08.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Nasa Doesn't care that the Shuttles fuel gage is broken!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/tech/science/space/2005-07-24-space-shuttle_x.htm?POE=NEWISVA"&gt;NASA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course they made people sign a waiver form...well everyone except the astronauts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Fricken' Laser Weaponry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newscientist.com/article.ns?id=mg18725095.600"&gt;Lasers Are Cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The Word "fail" Banned From British School?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://today.reuters.com/news/newsarticle.aspx?type=oddlyEnoughNews&amp;storyid=2005-07-20T130239Z_01_L1972360_RTRIDST_0_ODD-BRITAIN-FAILURE-DC.XML"&gt;Not Fail, Success Challenged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Make Nuggets Without the Chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ascribe.org/cgi-bin/behold.pl?ascribeid=20050705.142652"&gt;Well maybe now chicken nuggets will become our currency!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Doctors Can Now Cop-A-Feel From Far Away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://msutoday.msu.edu/research/index.php3?article=10Jun2005-1"&gt;This is just useless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Just keep the Sound on your PC high and watch and listen...&lt;br /&gt;till you die.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dooku.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Count&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hint: keep hitting the white bar in the center!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And that is all the news for today!&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/10838814-112235234611871913?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/112235234611871913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=112235234611871913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112235234611871913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112235234611871913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/07/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-112235134330466178</id><published>2005-07-25T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T17:35:42.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gem's of The Internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I have trawled the net, looking for nifty websites.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Here are just a few that I have found.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Do you need to fill your need for cute japenese things including cute anime cats. then this is for you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spiralandcircle.com/Japanesecollectibles.htm"&gt;Japanese collectibles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Maybe you are interested in Frogs. Maybe you want to see all kinds of frogs. keep reloading this page and see then all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allaboutfrogs.org/funstuff/randomfrog.html"&gt;random frogs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Do you want to see some AMAZING SAND CASTLES!!! then just click the link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnies.com/sandcastles.htm"&gt;sand castles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="mobile-post"&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/10838814-112235134330466178?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/112235134330466178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=112235134330466178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112235134330466178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112235134330466178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/07/gems-of-internet.html' title='Gem&apos;s of The Internet'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-112180779729104597</id><published>2005-07-19T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T14:16:37.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The average chocolate bar has 8 insect legs in it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A rhinoceros horn is made of compacted hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The shortest war in history was between Zanzibar and England in 1896.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Zanzibar surrendered after 38 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A polar bear's skin is black. Its fur is not white, but actually clear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Elvis had a twin brother named Garon, who died at birth, which is why&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Elvis' middle name was spelled Aron; in honor of his brother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Dueling is legal in Paraguay as long as both parties are registered&lt;br /&gt;blood donors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Donald Duck comics were banned in Finland because he doesn't wear pants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;More people are killed by donkeys annually than are killed in plane crashes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Stewardesses is the longest word typed with only the left hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Shakespeare invented the word "assassination" and "bump".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;If you keep a goldfish in the dark room, it will eventually turn white.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Women blink nearly twice as much as men.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Right handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left&lt;br /&gt;handed people do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The sentence "the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog" uses every&lt;br /&gt;letter in the English language.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Typewriter is the longest word that can be made using the letters on&lt;br /&gt;only one row of the keyboard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;If the population of China walked past you single file, the line would&lt;br /&gt;never end because of the rate of reproduction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A snail can sleep for three years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;American Airlines saved $40,000 in 1987 by eliminating one olive from&lt;br /&gt;each salad served in first-class.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The electric chair was invented by a dentist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The longest word in the English language in 1909 letters long and it&lt;br /&gt;refers to a distinct part of DNA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;If Barbie were life-size her measurements would be 39-23-33. She would&lt;br /&gt;stand seven feet, two inches tall and have a neck twice the length of&lt;br /&gt;a normal human's neck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;February 1865 is the only month in recorded history not to have a full moon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;No word in the English language rhymes with month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Leonardo Da Vinci invented the scissors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Nutmeg is extremely poisonous if injected intravenously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The most common name in the world in Mohammed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Michael Jordan makes more money from Nike annually than all of the&lt;br /&gt;Nike factory workers in Malaysia combined.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months, and 6 days you would have&lt;br /&gt;produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;If you fart consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is&lt;br /&gt;produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories an hour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;It's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You can't kill yourself by holding your breath.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Americans eat an average of 18 acres of pizza every day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Every time you lick a stamp, you're consuming 1/10 of a calorie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You are more likely to be killed by a champagne cork than by a poisonous spider.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The ant always falls over on its right side when intoxicated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Polar bears are left handed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The catfish is the animal with the most taste buds - 27,000.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A cockroach will live 9 days without its head before it starves to death.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Butterflies taste with their feet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Starfish don't have brains.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The human heart creates enough pressure to squirt blood 30 feet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A pig's orgasm lasts for 30 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;On average people fear spiders more than they do death.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;In ancient Egypt, Priests plucked every hair from their bodies,&lt;br /&gt;including their eyebrows and eyelashes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A crocodile cannot stick its tongue out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The ant can lift 50 times its own weight, and can pull 30 times its own weight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The flea can jump 350 times its body length...it's like a human&lt;br /&gt;jumping the length of a football field.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its body.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off. ("Honey, I'm&lt;br /&gt;home. What the....")&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Some lions mate over 50 times a day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A cat's urine glows under a blacklight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Marilyn Monroe had six toes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The name of all the continents end with the same letter that they start with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;In every episode of Seinfeld there is a Superman somewhere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;In the last 4000 years, no new animals have been domesticated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Babies are born without kneecaps. They don't appear until the child&lt;br /&gt;reaches 2-6 years of age.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The first toilet ever seen on television was on "Leave it to Beaver".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;In the great fire of London in 1666, half of London was burnt down but&lt;br /&gt;only 6 people were injured.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The name Wendy was made up for the book "Peter Pan".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Apples, not caffeine, are more efficient at waking you up in the morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Alfred Hitchcock didn't have a bellybutton.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A pack-a-day smoker will lose approximately 2 teeth every 10 yrs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;People Do Not get sick from cold weather; it's from being indoors a lot more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;When you sneeze, all bodily functions stop even your heart!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Only 7% of the population are lefties.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;40 people are sent to the hospital for dog bites every minute...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The average person over fifty will have spent 5 years waiting in lines.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The toothbrush was invented in 1498.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The average housefly lives for one month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;40,000 Americans are injured by toilets each year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A coat hanger is 44 inches long when straightened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The average computer user blinks 7 times a minute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Eating breakfast cereals like "Fruity Pebbles" and "Cap'n Crunch" will&lt;br /&gt;cause your stools to come out green.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Your feet are bigger in the afternoon than the rest of the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;About 20% of all adults in the US have or have had a cockroach that&lt;br /&gt;called their inner ear canal HOME.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The REAL reason ostriches stick their head in the sand is to search for water.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Among the music catalogs that Michael Jackson owns the rights to is&lt;br /&gt;the South Carolina State anthem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;If all the veins in your body were laid end-to-end, you'd be dead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;In most television commercials advertising milk, a mixture of white&lt;br /&gt;paint and a little thinner is used in place of the milk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Prince Charles and Prince William NEVER travel on the same airplane&lt;br /&gt;just in case there is a crash.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The first Harley Davidson motorcycle built in 1903 used a tomato can&lt;br /&gt;for a carburetor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Most hospitals make money by selling the umbilical cords cut from&lt;br /&gt;women who give birth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Humphrey Bogart was related to Princess Diana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;If coloring weren't added to Coca-Cola it would be green.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-112180779729104597?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/112180779729104597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=112180779729104597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112180779729104597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112180779729104597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/07/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know...'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-112180691264415223</id><published>2005-07-19T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T14:03:14.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Top Internet Commandments</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="mobile-post"&gt;12. Thou shalt not downloadeth porn on thine work computer, lest ye be cast out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="mobile-post"&gt;11. Thou shalt *** EARN *** REDEMPTION *** FAST!!!! ***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="mobile-post"&gt;10. Thou shalt not make for yourself a graven image of that which is&lt;br /&gt;copyrighted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="mobile-post"&gt;9. Thou shalt not pop up any unwanted windows before me, for I shall&lt;br /&gt;smite them immediately with a hasty click and read them not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="mobile-post"&gt;8. Thou shalt use no browser other than Internet Explorer, for thy&lt;br /&gt;Gates is a jealous Gates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="mobile-post"&gt;7. Thou shalt not forward chain letters. Instead, send these&lt;br /&gt;commandments to ten friends, and help save the life of a small child&lt;br /&gt;in Bogota!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="mobile-post"&gt;6. Thou shalt not act like a hot 18-year chick in a chat room when&lt;br /&gt;thou art a pudgy, pimply-faced Trekkie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="mobile-post"&gt;5. Spam not, lest ye be spammed tenfold.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="mobile-post"&gt;4. Thou shalt not spill your kinky guts and then click "Reply to all."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="mobile-post"&gt;3. Thou shall not call thyself "Richard P. Smith" online when "Chesty&lt;br /&gt;LaRue" sounds so much better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="mobile-post"&gt;2. Remember thou the Neimann-Marcus cookie recipe and keep it holy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="mobile-post"&gt;1. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife - and thou shalt rejoice&lt;br /&gt;in the loophole that Tommy Lee is technically not thy neighbor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-112180691264415223?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/112180691264415223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=112180691264415223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112180691264415223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112180691264415223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/07/top-internet-commandments.html' title='The Top Internet Commandments'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-112180502586285722</id><published>2005-07-19T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T13:30:25.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for the Kiddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To all of my friends who like watching those funny videos, i have got one...well alot actually, for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://happytreefriends.atomfilms.com/watch_episodes/#"&gt;Happytreefriends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beware, this is not for the faint of heart or the weak of stomach. and dispite the title on this post, this is NOT for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But here is an interesting thing, while I was watching those videos, I found a more serious one, so for your viewing pleasure, here is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.atomfilms.com/af/content/rockfish"&gt;Rockfish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-112180502586285722?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/112180502586285722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=112180502586285722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112180502586285722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/112180502586285722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/07/something-for-kiddies.html' title='Something for the Kiddies'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-111991511286205422</id><published>2005-06-27T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T12:48:25.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Editorial #1: A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Welcome to my new blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In an effort to make this blog more interesting, i will hope to post more and interesting stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here are somethings that you can expect from me from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of Course there will always be funny and interesting things from my life all skewed according to my own twisted view of the world, but coming soon, you will see movie reviews, game reviews, and things I find on the web. I find interesting websites and funny videos all the time, so bookmark this blog and watch for new content.&lt;/span&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/10838814-111991511286205422?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/111991511286205422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=111991511286205422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/111991511286205422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/111991511286205422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/06/editorial-1-new-beginning.html' title='Editorial #1: A New Beginning'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-111721303796486627</id><published>2005-05-27T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T09:57:17.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Problem of Choice</title><content type='html'>To fully understand what you are about to read, you must know a few things about me. I suffer from sever Decidophobia or the fear of making decisions. Basically, I have trouble making decisions on even the smallest things. I've been aflicted with this curse for as long as I can remember. I remember the long drives with my father going up north (He lives in Michigan) and stopping at a gas station. He would tell me to pick out a candy bar that I liked. So I would quest to find the holy grail of candy bars that would satisfy my palate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Lo...&lt;br /&gt;Upon seeing all of the chocolaty goodness of the candy isle, I became stumped. Which should I get. Well, 3 Musketteers is always nice, but I could also go for something crunchier like a Baby Ruth, or maybe and Nestle Crunch bar, or I could go with the old faithful, the snickers bar, or, or I could grab a hersheys bar that always seemed to remind me of the Wonka bar from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. I just couldn't decide. Eventually, I would eventually run out of time to decide, and just grab any one of them. Upon leaving the store and getting back into our vehicle, I would eventually regret my decision. It was inevitably the worst chocolate bar in the history of Chocolate, and i am sure on no fault of the makers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I evolved as intelligent species do! I evolved a natural defense for this problem. From now on everytime i go someplace that requires me to make a decision, usually on food, I go with one thing and one thing only. The first time I have a meal there I  make up my mind quick as to what JUMPS out the page at me and I order that thing. This thing becomes my usual. And I do not deviate from it no matter what. I have a "Usual" at nearly every place I eat.&lt;br /&gt;At Wendy's - It is a #6 (Spicy Chicken) With a Coke and a Frosty&lt;br /&gt;At McDonalds - Its the 2 cheeseburger meal&lt;br /&gt;At Burger King - #1 the whopper&lt;br /&gt;At Zea' - the Grilled Chicken Zeaser Salad and the Meditaranean Hummus Supreme for an appetizer&lt;br /&gt;At the Olive Garden - It is the tour of Italy&lt;br /&gt;At Subway - Its the 12 inch Tuna on Wheat/swiss cheese/Lettuce,tomato,onion,pickles,black olives,mayonaise, and mustard/with a bag of chee-tos&lt;br /&gt;At Smoothy King - Its the Muscle Punch&lt;br /&gt;At Applebee's its the Fried chicken Salad and the Sampler as an appetizer.&lt;br /&gt;When I get coffee, I order whatever the person I am getting coffee with orders (because I dont get coffee with out others, I am a social drinker, Not a habitual drunk like some people,&lt;br /&gt;Cough*Kevin*Cough&lt;br /&gt;This one however has another reason behind the choice. I usually cant pronounce half of the things on the menu anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, this way of life has worked rather well for me.&lt;br /&gt;Until Recently,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Recently, a friend of mine and I went to lunch.  We went to Subway. As I walked in the door in knew full well that I would order a 12 inch Tuna on Wheat with swiss cheese/ lettuce,tomato,onion,pickles,black olives,mayonaise,and mustard. I was confident. My taste buds lay in wait for a delectable sandwhich filled with tuna and a host of fresh salad-y things.&lt;br /&gt;But Tragedy soon struck. What did I see on the spit shield but a note - type written, declaring, almost mockingly, that this establishment was, WHAT, OUT OF TUNA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wounded. My precious Tuna, Gone! How could the Lords of Tuna do such a thing to me. ME. A loyal devotee, followe, disciple of the Tuna-ing Arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon it became clear to me that I would have to order something else. So I wiped the tears from my eyes and looked up. I looked to the bright lights of the menu board, and what i saw overwhelmed me. So many choices, Grilled or not grilled, BLT, Italian BMT, Meatballs, NO! None of these would do. I looked harder. Turkey, Roast Beef, HAM! I could conjur up these meer servant dishes at home. Soon the lady behind the counter, Interrogatted me as to what my decision would be. The world began the spin, the ground began to shake, I began to foam at the mouth, Voices moved through my head like electricity through wires. I was overcome, then I saw the Chicken Bacon Ranch. The newest of the sandwiches, and I blurted it out, regretting my decision immediatly. I wanted my Tuna, but the Tuna did not want me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the sandwiches home to eat, and i knew my sandwich would be terrible. So I hesitantly partook.&lt;br /&gt;And LO!&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS GOOD!!&lt;br /&gt;It was beyond good. It was warm and toasted. the Ranch mixed with the other fixings to create an orgy of taste in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you being mortal may not understand my dismay at this, but I shall tell you. For the next day, i returned to the Sub of Way and entered and found to my dismay that the Tuna, my precious Chicken of the Sea had returned. But there in lies my dilemma. For the PROBLEM OF CHOICE had now entered into my sanctuary. I now had to decide between the Chicken of the Sea or the Chicken of the Land, and i was overwhelmed. Up till now my greatest decisions have only been whether i will "Biggie Size" or not (Which I inevitably do, because who wouldnt want more fries to dunk in my Frosty!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has now changed forever for i know love two sandwiches and can not decide between the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I once lived simple, but things have become muddied.&lt;br /&gt;Darkness has crept in, where light once shown.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what horror it is to live as such as me!&lt;br /&gt;Greive for me Brothers and Sisters,&lt;br /&gt;Mourn the loss of innocents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, and thanks for all the fish!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-111721303796486627?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/111721303796486627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=111721303796486627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/111721303796486627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/111721303796486627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/05/problem-of-choice.html' title='The Problem of Choice'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-111660878470683517</id><published>2005-05-20T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T13:54:10.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Look Back</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I attended my little sisters graduation. It just so happened that her graduation was exactly to the date, five years from my own. It doesnt seem like it has been five years since I've been out of high school; It seems like just yesterday. But at the same time, so much has happened since my graduation. Friends have gotten married; others have passed on. Some have lost the faith; others have gained it anew. I have changed as well. I am now older, wiser, wishing I could go back and correct the mistakes that I made, wishing I wasn't so lazy or laid back. I could have done better; I could have been more. I found myself suffering under the consequences of bad decisions made or chances I was afraid to take. Love lost because I couldn't put my pride on the line and learn to be vulnerable. Being blind to friends weaknesses and overlooking thier need. I know I put to much pressure on myself. I am not Superman, but I wish I was. I wish I could save everyone I care about. Brothers and sisters and friends gone astray. But I won't stop fighting for them. I will keep praying, keep believing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-111660878470683517?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/111660878470683517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=111660878470683517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/111660878470683517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/111660878470683517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/05/look-back.html' title='A Look Back'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</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-10838814.post-111643210959778739</id><published>2005-05-18T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T09:46:24.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I and Why do you care?</title><content type='html'>Hi, you can call me Aeron for right now. Not my real name, but what's in a name anyway. Actually, I find having a fictional name allows me to be more open that I would usually. And That is actually a HUGE problem with me. Ask any of my friends, I tend to be a very closed off person. I dont like to get into discussions with people I dont know. I dont like most people to know what I am thinking or feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Although on the other hand, I like to know all these things about everyone else. I know my friends really well. I have spent most of my childhood watching people. I was an only child, and this was the best way I could see to spend my time. I watched and learned. Learned how people acted and behaved in different situations. I kind of hoped that the whole mysterious act would be attractive to the ladies. Turns out, I was wrong. And I really, really hate being wrong. Recently, I have taken a different approach. Instead of keeping all of my friends at a distance, I decided that i should allow them in, let them see the real me. Not just the funny side. Not just the thoughtful side. Everything.&lt;br /&gt; I have a small circle of friends. These are the people that I trust.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least I'm supposed to. After all that time of hiding, I have grown accustomed to the dark. The last thing I want my closest friends to see is my dark side. I tell everyone that what I really want out of life is to be a hero. And that is what I tell myself. I am a Hero; willing to lay my life down for any of my friends at a moments notice. And that part, at least, is true. I supposed to be strong, noble, diligent, genuine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fearless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am afraid; afraid of what is hidden. The weakness of character, that I have hidden from everyone, even the ones I love and trust the most. The anger, the blinding rage that I fear will get the better off me. I am not trying to be poetical. These arent types and shadows. I have a severe anger problem. I have bent solid steel in a fit of anger. I lose whatever common sense I have when it comes over me. It makes me weak, and if anything, I fear weakness. I have let so many people down. I am supposed to be the guy who sees things that others dont. That sees beneath the surface. I have dreams telling me that someone is in trouble and I end up doing nothing about it. A persons life ruined and I could have helped, somehow. If I had only been more observant. I use my observations of people and their behaviour to manipulate our conversations. People see me as this fine upstanding gentleman. A son that is a blessing to his mother, but nobody has any real idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, now I'm whining. Someone hit me! Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me. Sometime, well alot of the time, i feel schitzophrenic. Like I have two more people besides me talking in my head. One is quiet, subdued, and tends to become depressed. The other is loud and brash and gets angry to quickly. I honestly find myself arguing with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, The purpose of this blog is to share my insight, what i see, my observations on life, the universe and generally everything. If you dont like it, well I honestly could not care less. This blog is more for me than it is for anyone else. It is a chance to be completely open. Maybe one day I can reach that in my normal life. As it is, alot of people I know, Including my circle of friends are probably reading this, So...Hi guys! I hope this helps you understand me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Again, My friends may know more about me than I have origanally supposed. I have been wrong once or twice  before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to comment with your own observations on the world, and my crazy messed up psychi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;So long,&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for all the fish!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10838814-111643210959778739?l=thechroniclesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/feeds/111643210959778739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10838814&amp;postID=111643210959778739' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/111643210959778739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10838814/posts/default/111643210959778739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thechroniclesof.blogspot.com/2005/05/who-am-i-and-why-do-you-care.html' title='Who am I and Why do you care?'/><author><name>Aeron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01691275038980104693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
