tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940067798794674632012-02-16T09:32:28.340-08:00The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.comBlogger811100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-52639994961570652822009-11-20T14:03:00.000-08:002009-11-20T14:24:52.526-08:00It is a peaceful day on the river…<br /><br />Youth and leaders gather along the shoreline, eagerly forming groups as we prepare to embark on our aquatic adventure. It’s our ward opening social, a rafting trip down the American River. Deacons huddle up around their boats, discussing strategy for impressing the girls. Beehives nervously gather around their leaders and dads, not knowing what to expect. Everyone else is rapidly jumping off the bridge across the river, hoping to get a turn before someone “responsible” puts an end to it.<o:p></o:p><p class="MsoNormal">Finally the time comes to launch. The group crowds together and a young woman offers the prayer, asking for protection as we enjoy the day. (Little does she know how much protection she is actually going to need...)<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">After some time on the river passes and everyone is finally wet, people begin to relax. The water is smooth and the warm sun feels good on wet backs and faces. A boat full of beehives pulls in their oars and decides to let the river just carry them for a while. One beehive leans over the side and casually lets her fingers drag over the surface of the water. Suddenly she notices a sound. It is faint and coming from a distance, but it is a sound that strikes fear into the very center of her heart. She signals to her companions to keep quiet. Everyone hushes down, straining their ears to hear the noise.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:9pt;">Ooo! Ooo-Ahh! Ooo, Ooo, Ooo-Ahh! </span></p><p class="MsoNormal">“ROOOWWWWW,” Their leader screams! The girls frantically scramble to scoop up their oars and turn their raft around in the right direction. But it is too late.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Ooo! Ooo-Ahh! Ooo, Ooo, Ooo-Ahh!<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">The noise is getting louder, coming closer every second. Then, in a second of terror that those young girls will always remember, their doom comes into view.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14pt;">Ooo! Ooo-Ahh! Ooo, Ooo, Ooo-Ahh!</span><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">The sight that meets their eyes tells them that their hopes of escape are in vain. The raft that is rapidly closing the gap between them is fully loaded with 10 of the savagest young men to ever walk the earth.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Ooo! Ooo-Ahh! Ooo, Ooo, Ooo-Ahh!<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal">Four boys line each side of the raft, each one rowing with his might, using an oar that had been won from another raft. One sits at the back of the raft, using an oar as a rudder to steer. And one is positioned at the front of the raft, repeatedly pounding on the nose of the raft, keeping time for the rowers. Each priest has a look of hunger on their face. Their raft is moving fast enough to fly across the surface of the water, leaving wake like a ski boat.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:18pt;">Ooo! Ooo-Ahh! Ooo, Ooo, Ooo-Ahh!<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal">As the raft approaches at ramming speed, girls flee to the far side of their boat, taking refuge behind two of their male leaders. Then, as the boats come within 15 feet of each other, something unexpectedly changes. All the rowers in the boy’s boat suddenly drop off the sides into the center. Two of the most fearless boys spring up from the back of the boat, sprinting along the side runners of the boat, and bouncing off of the boats nose, sending them soaring through the air like birds of prey. The flyers spread their arms as they glide toward their targets, two male leaders who have taken their place at the head of the defense. The leaders look up in horror to see two bodies flying towards their heads. They only have time to lift their arms in defense before they are struck with full force. One boy latches on to a leader, pulling him off of his feet and directly into the water. The other boy hits his target and knocks him down to the bottom of the boat, pinning him to the rubber just as soon as the boys raft closes the gap between the two boats.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">The battle has begun. One boy digs in his oar hard right, bringing the broad sides of the boat together. Two boys stretch out across the divide, using their bodies as human duct tape to bind the two boats temporarily as one. Absolute pandemonium ensues. Amid screams of terror from the girls, a tidal wave of boys pours from one boat to the other. Girls are thrown left and right into the water, several of them throwing themselves in order to escape this onslaught of savageness. Two boys strain their backs to lift the last, slightly overweight, male leader into the water. The deck is clear. The boys let out a final roar of triumph.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Ooo-Ahh!</span><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">The conquered raft is swept for supplies. Three oars, one water cannon, and a cooler full of water bottles. Leaving one oar and the cooler, the victors take their spoil and return to their raft. The conquered float in the water by the side of their boat, waiting for the chance to climb back into the safety of their raft. As the boys take up their oars to row off into the distance, one final surprise is unleashed. A mighty heave on a rope that had been stealthily slipped into place lifts the far side of their raft up into the air, as the two human duct tapes push down on their side. In a flurry of water and rubber, the victims raft is completely turtled, lying face down in the water. A boy grabs the end of the slip knot and it pulls free of the decimated craft. As they begin to row in rhythm once more, the handle of an oar is extended into the water and grasped by the first flyer who had been swimming alongside the boat. With the strength of three of his comrades behind the oar, he is lifted out of the water as if he weighed no more than a deacon. Everyone resumes their positions and scans downstream without looking back. The deed is done.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Ooo! Ooo-Ahh! Ooo, Ooo, Ooo-Ahh!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SwcV4rHZk1I/AAAAAAAAAVw/9pM9ypQE2PU/s1600/river+apes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SwcV4rHZk1I/AAAAAAAAAVw/9pM9ypQE2PU/s400/river+apes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406313941072188242" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-5263999496157065282?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-20942994738796942372009-10-19T23:57:00.000-07:002009-10-20T00:01:13.536-07:00I thought it would be fun to use the blog to share some stories about growing up together. I will try to put up at least one story a week. Hope you enjoy. This first one is called Genesis........<br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal">All great adventures have a beginning. Though one might spend years preparing for a journey, the day will come when they shoulder their pack and take a step out the door. It is difficult to say when our adventure together actually began, but this story may be one of our first steps. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">It was a Friday night, a sleepover at Josh’s. The Showbiz room promised us a night of freedom and we wanted to make the most of it. So of course, we began the night goofing off on the internet. Wandering into a Mormon chat room, we spent some time harassing Mollymormon86 and beehivejust4u. PJ got his hands on the keyboard and was explaining to a confused audience how he was an indentured servant from Peru. A few strikes of revelation later and llama strings were invented. A legend was born. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">As the night wore on, we tired of tormenting innocent girls online, so we began to explore the room. Venturing up into the attic, we stumbled upon someone that would become a dear friend throughout the coming years. The Bear. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">When the clock struck one, we felt it was safe to venture outside into the darkness of the night. With us we carried a sack of TP and the courage of men facing their first special op. We meandered down Santa Clara, thinking that we were cleverly masking our secret intentions. (Obviously a group of boys cloaked in black, carrying big sacks of who knows what, strolling down the street in the middle of the night, have nothing but pure motives). <span style=""> </span>We took a right on Allegheny and bee-lined it for the bushes. The target was now in sight. Slowly we crept towards Malan’s house. A few test rolls told us that it was not safe to proceed with our plans. The road was too busy, and they had a light on. Some quick thinking by Josh promised to save the night, so we continued our journey several blocks south and made an assault raid on Keith Lancaster’s house. This also proved to be too great a risk, so we launched a hail mary of rolls over the house and down the sloping roof to the back yard. We returned to our safe house with heads hanging low. Our mission had failed. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">After discussing our frustrations, it became clear that we would not allow ourselves to give up so easily. With llama strings in our pockets and our new-found friend to guide us, we once again slipped out the back door into the stillness of the night. Our new target: the Goodmans. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Scouts were sent out and the coast was clear, so we proceeded to unleash our downpour of cascading paper. We made quick work of it. Suddenly, lights flashed around the corner and we all dropped to the ground. Slipping into shadows we eyed the car, looking for lights mounted on the roof. It was clean, and soon turned the corner, disappearing as silently as it had come, like a phantom in the night. After several moments of tense breathing, we emerged and resumed our symphony in white. Without warning the phantom reappeared. With blinding lights it pinned us to our crime. Like rabbits we scattered, each man running for his life. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">It is in moments like this when reason fails us. And it is precisely for that reason that I made for the safe house instead of taking cover. The phantom found its target. I ran like an enemy of the state, the car gaining ground by the second. As I strained every muscle in my body to fly like the wind, I could see the shine of the headlights slowly creeping up at my sides, almost overtaking me. In the split second before I was engulfed in light I darted to the left, cutting across the landscaping, and diving behind a bush in Josh’s front yard. Light from the car shined across the front of the house just inches above my head… and then slowly it move on. I had lost them. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: -4.5pt; text-indent: 4.5pt;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I lay there in darkness for what seemed like a lifetime, not willing to risk another surprise attack. Eventually I made my way back inside the safe house. The rest of the boys trickled in over the course of the hour. With slaps on the back and full faced grins we recounted our separate tales of victory and escape. As the clock struck three, we reluctantly prepared for sleep. The memories of the night lingered as we closed our eyes, and were relived over and over again in our dreams; the first sweet taste of success. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">And so it was that we took our first step out the door, on a journey that would carry us to places unimaginable. </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-2094299473879694237?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-80271092634530828972009-10-16T13:11:00.000-07:002009-10-16T13:27:06.551-07:00Last night as I was carrying a fully-loaded dirty diaper to the trash can, I received an unsuspected phone call.<br /><br />Surprise, surprise! It was Nick BR. He was in Provo and wanted to stop by for a short visit. As we talked, we realized it had been almost an entire year since we had last seen each other. What a tragedy. Incredibly though, as long as it had been, I felt just like I used to when we had seen each other every day for years and years. Some things run too deep to be weathered away by time.<br /><br />I decided last night that I am going to do my best to keep this blog up. In a few short months most of us will be done with school and we will go our separate ways. I know I can't stop this from happening, nor do I want to. What I do want to do though, is to let you guys know how much your friendship means to me. I'm holding on to it.<br /><br />Thanks Nick for calling this to my attention.<br /><br />MaF<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-8027109263453082897?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-43159021706926195312009-03-10T13:46:00.000-07:002009-03-10T13:55:18.880-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What's up boys.  Well I saw Maf on campus a few days (or weeks?) ago, and he told me I should have a blog where I post some of my design stuff, so I decided to do it!  The site is <a href="http://www.861northdesign.blogspot.com">861northdesign.blogspot.com</a>  If you wanna go and hit it up that would be sweet.  It would be even better if you could be a follower and invite others to be followers.  But not now, cuz I haven't even posted anything.  But check it out periodically, add it to your list of blogs to watch and feel free to comment on my designs and what you like and you don't like.  Thanks boys.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-4315902170692619531?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03803023770816575170noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-60502143061995983162009-01-28T16:59:00.000-08:002009-01-28T17:05:37.826-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://popcultured.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/meatball.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 280px;" src="http://popcultured.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/meatball.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Well homies!</span></span> It's that time again. It's been a long break since our last boys meeting and a long break since we've been paying attention to this blog. Maf and I would like to extend you all an invitation to reunite and get this brotherhood going again. We're meeting this Sunday at 7pm in my, Spen, and Dan's Apartment. Maf's birf is on Saturday (happy b-dizzy Maf) and so we're going to celebrate it boys style with meat balls and cake. Call me if you have any Q's!<br /><br /><br />See ya soooooon!!<br /><br />Peej<br /><img src="file:///C:/WINDOWS/TEMP/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-6050214306199598316?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PJ Andersennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-61640672860378725742009-01-10T08:59:00.001-08:002009-01-10T09:03:35.512-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_jCUfxPyV4/SWjUrKGK_lI/AAAAAAAAABM/YP8qbs_w5xY/s1600-h/IMG_1893.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_jCUfxPyV4/SWjUrKGK_lI/AAAAAAAAABM/YP8qbs_w5xY/s320/IMG_1893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289711600256351826" border="0" /></a><br />Even though some of you just found out that I was dating someone and even though some of you still don't even know, I got engaged last night. Right now, there is no date or place set, just sometime soon after the semester ends.<br /><br />Johnny B.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-6164067286037872574?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08919082695255485808noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-40977096471230383872009-01-08T20:23:00.000-08:002009-01-08T20:27:37.485-08:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I'</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">m</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);">m</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">a</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">r</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">r</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">ied!</span></span> Thanks for coming to my party (if you came). Alex and I are starting a <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">bloog</span>, so if you'd like to keep up with us, it is </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" >hulmesonastick.blogspot.com</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >. If not, we understand. After all, being gay is now cool.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-4097709647123038387?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03803023770816575170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-55946339224288816762008-09-28T17:07:00.000-07:002008-09-28T17:15:00.599-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SOAdB2gJcvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/tXKxQYSdxxU/s1600-h/fats.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SOAdB2gJcvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/tXKxQYSdxxU/s320/fats.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251229083161424626" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Hello Boys<span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span>Welcome back to school<br /><br />love, your buddy Maf<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-5594633922428881676?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-73784825871961826302008-08-20T21:58:00.000-07:002008-08-20T22:11:26.897-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_jCUfxPyV4/SKz4GimEGGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sJfiDVYF5ms/s1600-h/IMG_1867%5B1%5D"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_jCUfxPyV4/SKz4GimEGGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sJfiDVYF5ms/s320/IMG_1867%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236833257974405218" border="0" /></a><br /><br />So, as a final hurrah for the summer and since my parents were out here in Utah, we decided to take on the high point of the Wasatch front. We faced extreme difficulty, with only 3 of the 7 who took on the challenge being able to finish, but the mountain was full of life, flowers and a couple of mountain goats that ran away from me.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R_jCUfxPyV4/SKz4GBcYCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/d5Z6WLlDC5Y/s1600-h/IMG_1856%5B1%5D"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R_jCUfxPyV4/SKz4GBcYCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/d5Z6WLlDC5Y/s320/IMG_1856%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236833249075399330" border="0" /></a><br />But the views from the top were amazing and it was a beautiful day, though the views on Lavell Edwards stadium weren't the best, so I think I will pass on watching football games from there. It was a good time and I recommend it for all who want to prove themselves.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_jCUfxPyV4/SKz4G_-nmoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V2Y5HPtUxUw/s1600-h/IMG_1883%5B1%5D"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R_jCUfxPyV4/SKz4G_-nmoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V2Y5HPtUxUw/s320/IMG_1883%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236833265862023810" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-7378482587196182630?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08919082695255485808noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-15451939803013482902008-08-18T22:31:00.000-07:002008-08-18T22:48:55.381-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/SKpebt21nfI/AAAAAAAAADg/SHLbf2Kkws0/s1600-h/danville+bowl.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/SKpebt21nfI/AAAAAAAAADg/SHLbf2Kkws0/s320/danville+bowl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236101347030703602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;" >T</span>onight I had a nice run. I ran from my house to <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >The</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">New</span> D</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">anville Bowl</span></span>. It was dark, so I went shirtless so that my naked whiteness could reflect off the headlights of the oncoming traffic. My plan worked great and I didn't die. When I got to <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >The</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">New</span></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> Danville Bowl</span> </span></span>I walked in with my shirtlessness and everyone stared at me. They all looked like thugs, so I just kept walking. I found my family there and my mom gave me a shirt because moms are the best at clothing their children. I watched the fam bowl a couple frames while listening to the gangsters swear at each other about being thugs. It was cool. Then we went to Yogurt Shack and I got some kona coffee mint butterfinger reeces cookiedough snickers ice cream - exactly what you need after a nice run. While we were there I saw the Stordahl's and a teenage girl fall out of her chair into the store window. It almost broke, but didn't. It was a nice night.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-1545193980301348290?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PJ Andersennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-19339802354978886052008-08-18T14:11:00.000-07:002008-08-18T14:33:06.515-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span id="ResultsSpan"><span style="color: rgb(0, 130, 84);"><b><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">A few months ago, several of us boys took a personality test to determine what type of people we are. Josh and I were both ranked as idealist counselors. I have included a little description of what it is to be one of us. </span></b></span></span><br /></div></div><span id="ResultsSpan"><span style="color: rgb(0, 130, 84);"><b><br /></b><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"Counselors</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> have an exceptionally strong desire to contribute to the welfare of others, and find great personal fulfillment interacting with people, nurturing their personal development, guiding them to realize their human potential."</span><br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="ResultsSpan">"Counselors are scarce, little more than one percent of the population, and can be hard to get to know, since they tend not to share their innermost thoughts or their powerful emotional reactions except with their loved ones. They are highly private people, with an unusually rich, complicated inner life."<br /><br /></span><span id="ResultsSpan"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"Counselors are highly intuitive and can recognize another's emotions or intentions - good or evil - even before that person is aware of them. Counselors themselves can seldom tell how they came to read others' feelings so keenly. This extreme sensitivity to others could very well be the basis of the Counselor's remarkable ability to experience a whole array of psychic phenomena."</span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span id="ResultsSpan"><span style="font-style: italic;">(Information taken from the Keirsey temperment sorter website)<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" >Does any of this sound familiar to any of you?</span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></div><span id="ResultsSpan"><br /></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SKnoTMxrjgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/IRH8BEULAiU/s1600-h/jedi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SKnoTMxrjgI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/IRH8BEULAiU/s320/jedi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235971458339671554" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Josh</span></span> and <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;" >Maf</span><br /><br />May the force will be with you...<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-1933980235497888605?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-80389031636651658022008-07-31T20:28:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:19.025-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">How long does it take to resurrect a C.D. that you played to death?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> For me it takes about <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" >5</span> years. Senior year of high school I played Five Iron Frenzy's live album so much that I could not bare to listen to it again. I almost considered throwing it away just to be free of it.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SJKENKpsv0I/AAAAAAAAAII/HErgGLqb2-Q/s1600-h/live+FIF.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SJKENKpsv0I/AAAAAAAAAII/HErgGLqb2-Q/s320/live+FIF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229387479062986562" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">A few weeks ago I was going through my old C.D.s and I found it and thought I would try it out again. It was awesome. A blast from the past with the <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;">freshness</span> of a new album. Though I could still sing each song word for word, I was able to fully enjoy them without being sick of them.<br /><br />I send out a call to all of you boys... Remember the days of <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Compact Discs</span>, before MP3 players even existed. Search through the <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-style: italic;">netherworlds</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>of your old CD cases and find the <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">forgotten classics</span>. Bring them forth in <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">the morning of their first Resurrection</span>, and enjoy music in one of its purest forms.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-8038903163665165802?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-80433708469115944242008-07-21T14:31:00.001-07:002008-07-21T14:31:40.748-07:00I'm engaged.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-8043370846911594424?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03803023770816575170noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-29905887408139789262008-07-20T19:28:00.001-07:002008-12-11T18:11:19.263-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Well guys, I have to say I am a little bit disappointed with the blog.<br /><br />We have all been pretty terrible at posting and commenting this summer.<br />So the purpose of this post is to get everyone else to post.<br />Since we have not had a boys meeting in a while,<br />I don't know what most of you are doing!<br /><br />So make a post or even just a comment on this post<br />and tell us what you have been up to. Where you have been working, what classes you have been taking, any fun adventures you have been on, How your dating life is going, Anything you want to tell us, we want to hear!<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SIP0eS1cE1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fevm0WJtYkQ/s1600-h/116_0342.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SIP0eS1cE1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fevm0WJtYkQ/s400/116_0342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225288793969136466" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So this is a picture of an activity we had the other night at Josh's house. We made spray paint solar systems like those guys in San Francisco make. It was a pretty fun activity and pretty inexpensive.<br /><br />As for me, my life is going really well.<br />I feel I have been really blessed this summer by the Lord.<br /><br />I have had the chance to work three jobs this summer, all of which have been good for me. First I had a research internship at the Fremont Group in San Francisco. That was super fun and I learned a lot. Next I have been working the past month at a place called Cantaloupe Systems, in Berkeley. I have been assisting the accountant there and helping with collecting overdue accounts receivable. It wasn't the funnest job at all, but it was good experience. And finally, I am going to work for pool Chlor again for the last month of summer. This isn't really good experience, or great for my resume, but it's good money, and that's something we need right now.<br /><br />Other than work life is going great. Nicki is 6 1/2 months pregnant<br />and for those who haven't heard we are having a baby boy!<br />We feel so lucky because we have the chance to start our family this year. It is a little bit scary, especially knowing that I have the responsibility to provide for this little family. But again the Lord has been helping us so much, and I know we will be just fine.<br /><br />Well boys, that's pretty much how my life's going right now.<br />What is going on with you guys?<br />Let us know.<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-2990588740813978926?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-54258838621229524962008-06-24T13:35:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:19.463-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkFcSUi3_ZE/SGFbkDQOrDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xh6uekeibJ4/s1600-h/crossing+handicapped+better.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkFcSUi3_ZE/SGFbkDQOrDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xh6uekeibJ4/s400/crossing+handicapped+better.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215550518378540082" border="0" /></a><br />I just want everyone to know that my brother's band, Crossing Columbia, is flippin rad. They've played a few shows at the Velour in Provo, and they get better every show. Teressa (sister-in-law) is the lead singer, and you guys should listen to them and then come to their concerts in the fall. You can hear their music on <a href="http://www.myspace.com/crossingcolumbia">www.myspace.com/crossingcolumbia</a> . After writing this, i realized my life was so boring, i had to blog about somebody else's life. haha I'm living with David Woodland right now. That's my story. Oh and i almost died and had to go to the Emergency Room. The End.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-5425883862122952496?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03803023770816575170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-51804481737769700442008-06-19T17:18:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:20.085-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Two weeks ago PJ and I ran the <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Nisene Marks Marathon</span></span> in Aptos California.<br />It was a grueling 13 miles <span style="font-weight: bold;">up hill</span>, with a gain of over <span style="font-weight: bold;">2,000 </span>feet,<br />and then we turned around and ran back down.<br />Neither one of us trained enough, but we were both able to finish it.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SFr53Gf_DnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1OJr0Iq-sr0/s1600-h/116_0183.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SFr53Gf_DnI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1OJr0Iq-sr0/s400/116_0183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213754243667660402" border="0" /></a>It was a local marathon, mostly run by old men. Only about 70 people ran it.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SFr53SAVY3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/GVDn3MXqBZk/s1600-h/116_0190.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SFr53SAVY3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/GVDn3MXqBZk/s400/116_0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213754246756131698" border="0" /></a>I did surprisingly well for having only ran 12 times in training, (seriously).<br />I got a slower time than my first marathon, but I never hit the wall, which was awesome!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SFr53_eZhDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/63e6WDMV1dc/s1600-h/116_0194.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SFr53_eZhDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/63e6WDMV1dc/s400/116_0194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213754258961826866" border="0" /></a>PJ finished his First Marathon!!<br /><br />Thanks to everyone who came to support us!<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">For anyone who thinks they are <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" >Man</span> enough, PJ and I will be running the<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: courier new;">Top Of Utah Marathon</span></span>, on Saturday September 20th, in Logan, Utah.<br />Josh and Spen are already planning on it.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is the link for the website.<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">http://www.topofutahmarathon.com/ </span><br /><br />Who's ready to become a real man?<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-5180448173776970044?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-75190659353303470192008-06-06T14:10:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:21.050-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Well, the <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">Rodeo </span>was really fun.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here are some pictures<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SEmoR32nXKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/_apyw89FeDI/s1600-h/116_0122.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SEmoR32nXKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/_apyw89FeDI/s200/116_0122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208879469034953890" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" >PJ</span> wearing his little sisters cutoff jeans<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SEmolcmlNNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/RWXVRmq6CqA/s1600-h/116_0131.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SEmolcmlNNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/RWXVRmq6CqA/s200/116_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208879805317330130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: courier new;">MaF </span></span>and <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Nicki</span> in their cowboy hats<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SEmpHtkrZOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/k2gB3YEYaHQ/s1600-h/116_0133.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SEmpHtkrZOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/k2gB3YEYaHQ/s200/116_0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208880393988302050" border="0" /></a>A little bit of <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >wild cow milking</span> action<br /><br />What fun stuff has everyone else been doing this summer?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family: courier new;">MAF</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-7519065935330347019?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-20972138067457039312008-05-29T14:11:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:22.026-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/SD8dtR1tk3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/QNxTy29itO8/s1600-h/tank.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/SD8dtR1tk3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/QNxTy29itO8/s400/tank.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205912357983589234" border="0" /></a><br />So, this summer I, John, become the legal guardian of a fish tank. Or more like a private caretaker. or a volunteer caretaker. Whatever I may be, I feel that I must share with you this one great truth that I have learned: <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Fish are Friends, not Food</span></span>. So,<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/SD8d_x1tk4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/GXAIYt03z78/s1600-h/crab.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/SD8d_x1tk4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/GXAIYt03z78/s400/crab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205912675811169154" border="0" /></a> in an attempt to convince all of you to go and spend all your life savings on little things of joy, rather than big things like women, or school, etc., I felt it my duty to show you these wonderful pictures. Another reason to have a fish: if you ever feel like you don't have a friend, get a fish. You can sit and watch him or her for hours and not be called a peeping tom. And just imagine what a confidence boost it is, knowing that there is a little thing that derives all of its sustenance from you. It cannot do anything for itself, like a little baby. You are actually supporting life.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/SD8eAR1tk5I/AAAAAAAAALE/6MqmwFi0bRs/s1600-h/crab+and+fish.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/SD8eAR1tk5I/AAAAAAAAALE/6MqmwFi0bRs/s400/crab+and+fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205912684401103762" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Look at the crab and the sad f<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/SD8ekh1tk6I/AAAAAAAAALM/fSvN7451oeI/s1600-h/shrimp+and+molt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/SD8ekh1tk6I/AAAAAAAAALM/fSvN7451oeI/s400/shrimp+and+molt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205913307171361698" border="0" /></a>ish.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Look, the shrimp molted!<br /><br /><br />So whenever life gets dark and boring. Get a fish tank.<br /><br />That is my message.<br /><br />Johnnie B.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-2097213806745703931?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-80848077694205910922008-05-15T22:23:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:22.167-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/SC0x-Y9Xn1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hqMFY8PWkRI/s1600-h/nerd.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/SC0x-Y9Xn1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hqMFY8PWkRI/s320/nerd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200868092604292946" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Good news!! I got an <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;" >INTERNSHIP</span>!!!! Way big blessing. I'm working at State Farm's Marketing<br /></div>Department and it's gonna be way awesome! Woooooooo!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-8084807769420591092?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PJ Andersennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-37694294108372523452008-05-14T21:22:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:22.324-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/SCu9S66_xjI/AAAAAAAAADM/PskwspikrLI/s1600-h/IMG_0253.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/SCu9S66_xjI/AAAAAAAAADM/PskwspikrLI/s320/IMG_0253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200458327481370162" border="0" /></a><br />Boys/ men/ and/ all who are friends family/ wifes or girlfriends<br />It has been a long leave of absence, almost as long as it has been since the I took freshman band as a senior with Phil. ANyway I would like to update you all about what has been going on. Last week meeeeeeg and barb and I went to the big concrete jungle, the apple, the place where hot dog stands on the street, Molex watches, candied peanuts and AL ROQUER rule the world. New York that is. We had a great time we saw phantom of the opera, lion king, the yankees play in yankee stadium, a hobo dance on the subway, a ride in a yellow cab with Habibe, got lost, and even had our airplane catch on fire and make an emergency landing with a firetruck escort once we landed. Then the next week I couldnt resist the invite to go to lake powell where I met some random people, sassed a park ranger and watched the jazz game in a cheap bar surrounded by navajo's who didnt care about the jazz but about the darts tournament. I got my scalp burned so bad that everytime i bend over it looks like its snowing because how bad my scalp is peeling and falling at will. We need to make a trip down there for a few days, its a trip well worth it and so beautiful. Well sorry for the absence and also sorry to have missed the last boys meeting, lust to you all and remember, we be brothers.<br /><br />NBR<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-3769429410837252345?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nbrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04304095864336938949noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-70712756973308535092008-05-10T20:49:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:22.482-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SCZtXDLrUUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/YDNo6f_I__I/s1600-h/7_EJS6635.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SCZtXDLrUUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/YDNo6f_I__I/s200/7_EJS6635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198963062604517698" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">For anyone in the Danville Area<br />We are going to the Rowell Ranch Rodeo<br />on <span style="font-weight: bold;">This </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" >Saturday May 17th</span><br /><br />I went with my family two years ago<br />and it was so awesome<br /><br />Anyone is invited.<br />Tickets are around 15 bucks,<br />but trust me, you wont be sorry.<br /><br />It is just right off of 580 on your way to Castro Valley,<br />only about <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" >20 mins away</span>.<br /><br />Hope to see you there<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;" >MAF</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-7071275697330853509?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-64502043297921280462008-05-08T19:53:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:22.657-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkFcSUi3_ZE/SCO_sKopQeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/S2MR_wCrla0/s1600-h/IMG_3112+m.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkFcSUi3_ZE/SCO_sKopQeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/S2MR_wCrla0/s200/IMG_3112+m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198209160405664226" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">Hello my fellow sit-a-sins. I have some marvelous news and some not so</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> m</span><span style="font-size:130%;">arvelous</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> news (see picture). Not so marvelous=i broke my front tooth (#9 for you d</span><span style="font-size:130%;">e</span><span style="font-size:130%;">ntist nerds), and had toe get a crown put on. For those of you who are thinking about doing this, DON'T. It hurts like mad. I also cracked my other two teeth next t</span><span style="font-size:130%;">o that one, but they're fine. Oh bad news #2... Sharks lost to the Stars. My list of hatred towards Texas continues to grow. GooD nEWs!! I got accepted into the Visual Arts department!! So</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> that's a pretty big deal to me. I'm happy. I'm coming to Danville the end of June. If you would like me to bless you with my presents (which happens to be my presence), I shall do so. Well, that's all from me. Gooodbye. Keep posting. Or Post. Peace out.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-6450204329792128046?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03803023770816575170noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-72651490210837660012008-05-05T21:12:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:22.811-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/SB_bQKbjiHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/1nog7yMb0Ok/s1600-h/Labor+%26+Delivery+051.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/SB_bQKbjiHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/1nog7yMb0Ok/s400/Labor+%26+Delivery+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197113565733161074" border="0" /></a><br />Watch out. Another Broderick has come to terrorize the planet. Carston Howlett Broderick was born Apr 30 to Adam and Bethany Broderick. All are doing well and excited.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-7265149021083766001?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-53796057524356452392008-04-27T19:35:00.001-07:002008-12-11T18:11:22.960-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqpUtyAi-Gc/SBU4COPrcFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JnGK1lRnkKg/s1600-h/YAhandbill.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqpUtyAi-Gc/SBU4COPrcFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JnGK1lRnkKg/s400/YAhandbill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194119356076486738" border="0" /></a><br /> Well guys, after a lifetime of <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Showbiz</span>, I have finally graduated to the next level and will be performing with the <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" >BYU Young Ambassadors</span> starting next Fall. Next Spring, we'll be touring to <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Scandinavia</span>. It's honestly a dream come true for me and I'm stoked!!! Thanks for being so supportive and come see all our shows!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;" >Josh</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-5379605752435645239?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jorshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05925958286543786076noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-70732997837377746652008-04-25T15:24:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:23.156-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">_________________________________<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SBJaYqQe5YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/r5DvStFoZj4/s1600-h/camping.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SBJaYqQe5YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/r5DvStFoZj4/s320/camping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193312700018386306" border="0" /></a><br />Well <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Boys</span>,<br />Summer time has come at last!<br /><br />Does any one have any sweet plans<br />for stuff they are doing this summer?<br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" ><br />MAF?<br /></span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-7073299783737774665?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-54801606016197949462008-04-20T16:12:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:23.299-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkFcSUi3_ZE/SAvPXkCZmTI/AAAAAAAAABY/owVYVUESTu0/s1600-h/discgolf02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkFcSUi3_ZE/SAvPXkCZmTI/AAAAAAAAABY/owVYVUESTu0/s320/discgolf02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191470999192312114" border="0" /></a><br />That's right boys, We're not in showbiz anymore, so let's get over the whole PDgA thing.. K PDGA is actually the nerdy name for frisbee golf. Spencer Rex Peterson was recently introduced to this new "sport", and it has forever changed his life. After stumbling across the hidden disc golf park, he has been converted. So let's crack open our little shells a little bit, and take a few steps in life and try something new! For those of you that aren't going back to Danville, Stephen (my brother) and I play disc golf a lot. There are quite a few courses in Utah Valley. If anyone would like to learn how to play or just goof around with us, we are more than happy to lend them some discs while they learn. So don't be shy and show off that public display of golf awesomeness.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-5480160601619794946?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03803023770816575170noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-74708625619872168022008-04-18T16:39:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:23.465-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Well Boys we did it,<br /><br />Nicki and I gave into the temptation and created our own blog<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SAkxmrZEi8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/-3ymSq3Y9Yc/s1600-h/330.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/SAkxmrZEi8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/-3ymSq3Y9Yc/s320/330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190734586073877442" border="0" /></a><br />Come check it out and vote on our potential baby names<br /><br />mnfarrell.blogspot.com<br />(or follow the link down to the right)<br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >MAF</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-7470862561987216802?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-63024935241984157912008-04-14T22:22:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:23.968-08:00The History of Key Boating:<br /><br />One day Dan, PJ, Don, and Josh were at Stoneridge Mall and Dan bowled his keys across the floor while yelling "Key Bowling!" PJ thought that it sounded like Dan was saying "Key Boating!" and the name stuck. On the ride home the boys began to use some free AOL CDs as surf boards for their fingers out the window. The name "Key Boating" suddenly became associated with the new freestyle sport. Key Boating has become widely popular amongst Danville teens and has caused the loss of over 2000 free compact discs. In late 2004, two teens received a ticket for Key Boating of which the fines were later reduced in a court of law. Que Viva Key Boating!!<br /><br />KEY + BOWLING = KEY BOATING<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/SARFQCDWvmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fHvDGI7OxUo/s1600-h/key.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/SARFQCDWvmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fHvDGI7OxUo/s320/key.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189348812368821858" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/SARFhCDWvnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yKRzW_4ynQw/s1600-h/bowling.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/SARFhCDWvnI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yKRzW_4ynQw/s320/bowling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189349104426598002" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/SARFpyDWvoI/AAAAAAAAACE/WGaXnD3UQYQ/s1600-h/key+boating.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/SARFpyDWvoI/AAAAAAAAACE/WGaXnD3UQYQ/s320/key+boating.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189349254750453378" border="0" /></a></div><br /></div><br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/PHILIP%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/PHILIP%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-6302493524198415791?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PJ Andersennoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-59243035774293750632008-04-10T18:12:00.000-07:002008-04-10T18:16:20.136-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e1111a1fc45afa1b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De1111a1fc45afa1b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331964124%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B4EA96002499F2DC0985D262B23CCD4EAE665CB.5E5A3BB636CF1F7E38E8286347999C1D74325AD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De1111a1fc45afa1b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2AC4dsXpVj1e28gad4fZjijaGzU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De1111a1fc45afa1b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331964124%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B4EA96002499F2DC0985D262B23CCD4EAE665CB.5E5A3BB636CF1F7E38E8286347999C1D74325AD%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De1111a1fc45afa1b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2AC4dsXpVj1e28gad4fZjijaGzU&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><br /><br />Hey boys,<br /><br />Here is a funny video that Nicki found<br />about the joys of being a dad.<br />This is something we all have to look forward to.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" ><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;">MAF</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-5924303577429375063?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-51157479124072834262008-04-07T12:29:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:24.473-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R_p3LlmGx8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/cT5L0ZnCR-o/s1600-h/P1070055.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R_p3LlmGx8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/cT5L0ZnCR-o/s400/P1070055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186588961824753602" /></a>SPENCER INVITES YOU: <div>TO WHAT. . . DANVILLE MEETING </div><div>WHERE. . . LIBERTY SQUARE </div><div>DAY. . . SUNDAY 13TH </div><div>TIME. . . 5:30PM </div><div><br /></div><div>This meeting will be the last before the semester ends.  </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-5115747912407283426?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-16497409766351166412008-04-05T15:40:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:24.889-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R_gAIm_EAYI/AAAAAAAAACk/S2Bt79QOfuE/s1600-h/choir.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R_gAIm_EAYI/AAAAAAAAACk/S2Bt79QOfuE/s320/choir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185895118821130626" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">For those of you who tuned in to General Conference<br />I hope you kept your eyes open during the Saturday afternoon Session<br />Because our very own Matt Peterson was sighted<br />singing in the choir.<br /><br />I know that millions of viewers world wide were touched by<br />the sight of his face. And we have just received word,<br />that church membership has tripled since the sighting.<br /><br />This was just an early taste of what is to come in the future.<br />Without doubt Matt Peterson will be sighted many times more<br />singing with the choir during conference.<br /><br />Great Job Matt<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-1649740976635116641?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-9994929007882682642008-04-04T17:06:00.001-07:002008-12-11T18:11:25.051-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkFcSUi3_ZE/R_bD7lGXuwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QBHarFpC7cQ/s1600-h/hillary.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkFcSUi3_ZE/R_bD7lGXuwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QBHarFpC7cQ/s400/hillary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185547449302235906" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Is this the person you want running the United States of America? HillBilly? Then make sure you vote!!</span> </span><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" >(This message brought to you by the United States government)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-999492900788268264?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03803023770816575170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-74228931328576059352008-04-03T08:23:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:25.154-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkFcSUi3_ZE/R_T2slGXuvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qeuvEtgbcp0/s1600-h/fawn+monkey.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkFcSUi3_ZE/R_T2slGXuvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qeuvEtgbcp0/s400/fawn+monkey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185040316743793394" border="0" /></a>Let's face it guys... deer can get pretty annoying. They eat our gardens, poop on our lawns, and casually stroll across the highway like a herd of cows. But what if Darwin was right? Will the deer just die out because of their minute mental capacity? Or will their gene sequence reconstruct to make a better, more agile species of deer? You tell me...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-7422893132857605935?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03803023770816575170noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-54457791650697818202008-04-01T20:27:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:26.225-08:00I had to post something because no one has done it in over a week and that is driving me crazy!<br /><br />So recently I have become obsessed with <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;">tree houses</span></span>. I have always wanted one, since I can remember. And over the years I have been making plans in my head for the ultimate tree house. In fact, this picture sums it up pretty well.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R_L9p2_EARI/AAAAAAAAABs/E89SFR-uLR0/s1600-h/treehouse+brain.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R_L9p2_EARI/AAAAAAAAABs/E89SFR-uLR0/s400/treehouse+brain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184485016633344274" border="0" /></a><br /><br />so here are a few of the awesome tree houses I have found online.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R_L-am_EAUI/AAAAAAAAACE/wbtQ5MBrXqY/s1600-h/treehouse_23.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R_L-am_EAUI/AAAAAAAAACE/wbtQ5MBrXqY/s200/treehouse_23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184485854151967042" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R_L_FW_EAXI/AAAAAAAAACc/-AHUERUV5fc/s1600-h/treehouse_18.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R_L_FW_EAXI/AAAAAAAAACc/-AHUERUV5fc/s200/treehouse_18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184486588591374706" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R_L-vG_EAVI/AAAAAAAAACM/IJMefMd2MDE/s1600-h/treehouse_19.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R_L-vG_EAVI/AAAAAAAAACM/IJMefMd2MDE/s200/treehouse_19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184486206339285330" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R_L-aW_EATI/AAAAAAAAAB8/c7BPYN6pgpE/s1600-h/treehouse_14.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R_L-aW_EATI/AAAAAAAAAB8/c7BPYN6pgpE/s200/treehouse_14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184485849856999730" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >MAF</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-5445779165069781820?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-85897407127828237412008-03-25T19:24:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:27.107-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/R-m0ROXqgzI/AAAAAAAAABI/GZTPRIXV-RU/s1600-h/pjtrp.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/R-m0ROXqgzI/AAAAAAAAABI/GZTPRIXV-RU/s320/pjtrp.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181871054274593586" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">BYU SYMPHONIC BAND CONCERT</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">TUESDAY: April 1st, 2008<br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">De Jong Concert Hall<br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />Admission Is Free!</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />7:30 pm<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Bring a date and you'll be way popular,<br />or just come and cheer for me and hear some sick British Music.<br />It'll be great!!!!!</span><br /><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/R-m2MuXqg0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/s87Nq-m-8ZM/s1600-h/trp3.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/R-m2MuXqg0I/AAAAAAAAABQ/s87Nq-m-8ZM/s320/trp3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181873175988437826" border="0" /></a>(Fiona advanced)<br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span></span><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-8589740712782823741?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PJ Andersennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-8333535253874507912008-03-23T16:57:00.001-07:002008-12-11T18:11:27.730-08:00Here is a random sampling:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R-bu4FmGx2I/AAAAAAAAAHo/74i4TNCSheA/s1600-h/all+010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R-bu4FmGx2I/AAAAAAAAAHo/74i4TNCSheA/s400/all+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181091068678424418" border="0" /></a>Cool artwork along the shore of the lake. There were other interesting artifacts, but this was by far the best.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R-bwdFmGx6I/AAAAAAAAAII/9riiXJ3MAWc/s1600-h/all+153.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R-bwdFmGx6I/AAAAAAAAAII/9riiXJ3MAWc/s400/all+153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181092803845212066" border="0" /></a>Random artillery units on the ground near a WWII era Soviet sub.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R-bwolmGx7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JAzSaPkJLbM/s1600-h/pictures+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R-bwolmGx7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JAzSaPkJLbM/s400/pictures+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181093001413707698" border="0" /></a><br />Guess what's going on? No that is not Putin signing a Presidential Order, they are getting MARRIED!! I know, that's not me, but I am taking the photo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-833353525387450791?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-27967769673569820152008-03-21T22:54:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:28.239-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R-SgKjJJUwI/AAAAAAAAACU/HX2ECQD9Rbg/s1600-h/3456.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R-SgKjJJUwI/AAAAAAAAACU/HX2ECQD9Rbg/s320/3456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180441574475649794" border="0" /></a>My companion in the MTC. He is from Norman, Oklahoma and his front tooth decided that it needed to fall out while we were in the MTC. Crazy if you ask me, so this is the picture we took the next morning after the tooth fairy decided not to show up. (No girls allowed in Elders rooms at the MTC, duh.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R-SfyDJJUvI/AAAAAAAAACM/0gdWxtaUJSM/s1600-h/2345.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R-SfyDJJUvI/AAAAAAAAACM/0gdWxtaUJSM/s320/2345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180441153568854770" border="0" /></a>The Gangsters (CHOLOS) knew who was proselyting in their area (me) and they had to announce I was there. "NBR!" word<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R-SfcjJJUuI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNydElztm18/s1600-h/123.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R-SfcjJJUuI/AAAAAAAAACE/aNydElztm18/s320/123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180440784201667298" border="0" /></a><br />Some genius decided there should be a crosswalk to the curb on the other side of the street. Hats off to efficiency! And I had to test it out.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-2796776967356982015?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nbrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04304095864336938949noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-35700973120418659072008-03-21T13:38:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:28.694-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/R-QdvOXqgyI/AAAAAAAAABA/4cRqd3QuYC0/s1600-h/Imagen+129.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/R-QdvOXqgyI/AAAAAAAAABA/4cRqd3QuYC0/s320/Imagen+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180298168531321634" border="0" /></a><br />That's my comp. My mission president and his wife are the couple looking on with horror.<br />(I was just taking the pic, so not my bad)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/R-Qdp-XqgxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hhlBmNohzlY/s1600-h/whats_with_that_kid_and_llamas.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/R-Qdp-XqgxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hhlBmNohzlY/s320/whats_with_that_kid_and_llamas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180298078337008402" border="0" /></a><br />This is how I spent most of my time.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/R-QdKuXqgvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Zc5CzLB_MIc/s1600-h/Imagen+079.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/R-QdKuXqgvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Zc5CzLB_MIc/s320/Imagen+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180297541466096370" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br />I think I saw this one in the Liahona.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-3570097312041865907?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PJ Andersennoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-4416354542484691642008-03-20T12:01:00.001-07:002008-12-11T18:11:28.937-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R-K1SG_EAQI/AAAAAAAAABk/Fph95ioHmtQ/s1600-h/sac+misshionary.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R-K1SG_EAQI/AAAAAAAAABk/Fph95ioHmtQ/s320/sac+misshionary.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179901844146880770" border="0" /></a>Being sacrificed over Barcelona<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R-K09W_EAPI/AAAAAAAAABc/rqw28AQ0mcw/s1600-h/IMG_1009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R-K09W_EAPI/AAAAAAAAABc/rqw28AQ0mcw/s320/IMG_1009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179901487664595186" border="0" /></a>Flying Squirrel on the Valencia Cathedral's bell tower<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R-K0tW_EAOI/AAAAAAAAABU/gq_RBEdCXaY/s1600-h/Brothas.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R-K0tW_EAOI/AAAAAAAAABU/gq_RBEdCXaY/s320/Brothas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179901212786688226" border="0" /></a>My African Brothas<br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-441635454248469164?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-77536409916752978522008-03-18T08:42:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:30.315-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R9_qpOdrTqI/AAAAAAAAABo/HHWTilHiWnw/s1600-h/Photo+8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R9_qpOdrTqI/AAAAAAAAABo/HHWTilHiWnw/s320/Photo+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179116090477465250" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> With all the resent posts excluding <a href="http://www.maf.com/">MAF.com's</a> (which means 1, and maf keep them coming) i have noticed from a <a href="http://www.rockymountainroads.com/utah001/us-040_eb_exit_002_01.jpg">40 mile</a> distance that it is <a href="http://outdoorphotographermag.com/uploadpics/44891_DSC_0360b.JPG">spring</a> time. and <a href="http://www.daughterofhope.com/uploaded_images/IMG_1147-766578.JPG">spring</a> time means only one thing... If you havent clicked on any of the picture links or you just havent seen <a href="http://www.puzzleheaven.co.uk/puzzles_cart_page1/bambi26681.jpg">bambi</a> enough <a href="http://www.afroromance.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/old.jpg">Spring</a> means <a href="http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/thumb_26/1130108709048eeP.jpg">LOVE</a> and I too am involved in this recent <a href="http://www.harborlight.com/files/general_images/Quest_Cover.jpg">quest</a>. If any of us are gonna get married soon I guess I better get going, or else we will all be waiting till age Spiritual Prison to find <a href="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb43/eladabbub/ugly-alan.jpg">wives</a>. Here is one hint that I have to help find that certain something... someone. And i found it in a wonderful article called<a href="http://love.ivillage.com/snd/meetmarket/0,,pr7f-2,00.html"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span>How to Find a Boyfriend: 15 Tips from Professional Matchmakers</span></a> I may be centered toward a female, butte like the gospel we should apply it to ourselves. Also <a href="http://www.mustachemarch.com/">Mustache March</a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"> Can certainly help. Check out the movement its become</span></span><br /></div>Lust you guys!!<br /><br />nbr<br /><a href="http://love.ivillage.com/snd/meetmarket/0,,pr7f-2,00.html"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></a><a href="http://www.mustachemarch.com/"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-7753640991675297852?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nbrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04304095864336938949noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-23390275845452463122008-03-17T16:28:00.001-07:002008-12-11T18:11:30.665-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/R97-158_4SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tPh1o9Xm4tk/s1600-h/speed+dating.bmp"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MpXMkBZYGnk/R97-158_4SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tPh1o9Xm4tk/s320/speed+dating.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178856823565836578" border="0" /></a>So Maf told me about this very special event and it sounded perfect for you guys. HA! Just JK rowling with ya. But I'm pretty sure Brian, Spen, and JD already signed up.<br /><p align="left"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Speed Dating</span></span><br /></p><p align="left">March 22nd 7:00pm WSC 3224</p><p align="left">Please pre-register at Women's Services</p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="font-size:130%;">Are You Having Trouble Finding Your Eternal Companion?</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;">Do You Want to Get Out of the Ward Boundaries and Meet New People?</p><p style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">COME TO SPEED DATING!!!!</span></p><p>Due to popular demand Women's Services and Resources is hosting SPEED DATING on <strong>March 22 </strong>starting at <strong>7:00pm </strong>in 3224 WSC. </p><p>In order to participate please pre-register with Women's Services and Resources by stoping by our office in 3326 WSC or e-mailing us your contact information at <script language="JavaScript" type="text/javascript"> <!-- var prefix = '&#109;a' + 'i&#108;' + '&#116;o'; var path = 'hr' + 'ef' + '='; var addy31397 = 'wsr' + '&#64;'; addy31397 = addy31397 + 'by&#117;' + '&#46;' + '&#101;d&#117;'; var addy_text31397 = 'wsr' + '&#64;' + 'by&#117;' + '&#46;' + '&#101;d&#117;'; document.write( '<a>' ); document.write( addy_text31397 ); document.write( '<\/a>' ); //-->\n </script><a href="mailto:wsr@byu.edu">wsr@byu.edu</a></p><p><a href="mailto:wsr@byu.edu"><br /></a></p><p><script language="JavaScript" type="text/javascript"> <!-- document.write( '<span style="\'display:">' ); //--> </script><span style="display: none;">This email address is being protected from spam bots, you need Javascript enabled to view it <script language="JavaScript" type="text/javascript"> <!-- document.write( '</' ); document.write( 'span>' ); //-->  </script></span><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-2339027584545246312?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>PJ Andersennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-34669362862189061582008-03-17T13:28:00.001-07:002008-12-11T18:11:30.811-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Well everyone, the results are in.<br /><br />The Next of the Boys to receive a <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">MARRIAGE LICENSE</span></span> is....<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R97VuKHyjmI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Uz5wtwh79n8/s1600-h/Nick+RAs.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R97VuKHyjmI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Uz5wtwh79n8/s320/Nick+RAs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178811610490375778" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Nick Ras</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Winner with 61% of the votes<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(Brought to you by MAF.com)</span><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-3466936286218906158?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-35815904194745140992008-03-17T13:22:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:30.988-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R97TY6HyjlI/AAAAAAAAAAY/7kwT_tfnMO4/s1600-h/brian%27s+head.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R97TY6HyjlI/AAAAAAAAAAY/7kwT_tfnMO4/s320/brian%27s+head.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178809046394900050" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">HI Guys,<br /><br />My Uncle Brian had brain surgery last week. We went to visit him in the University of Utah Hospital and he is slowly getting better, but if you could remember to pray for him that would be awesome. Thanks boys,<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" >MAF</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-3581590419474514099?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-33060555311910185012008-03-14T16:44:00.001-07:002008-12-11T18:11:31.168-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R9sOPKHyjkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jPu340dWSR8/s1600-h/fists+of+rage.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R9sOPKHyjkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jPu340dWSR8/s320/fists+of+rage.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177747850170371650" border="0" /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></a><span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nj9PNbHOl4M/R9sOPKHyjkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jPu340dWSR8/s1600-h/fists+of+rage.JPG"><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Just a little reverse evolution going on. </span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">DARKSIDE style!!!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" ><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">MAF</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-3306055531191018501?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MAFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16342495768984220887noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-29744696249285760712008-03-13T21:31:00.001-07:002008-12-11T18:11:31.535-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9oBQz2FklI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gj_xSjbYJjo/s1600-h/all+124.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9oBQz2FklI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gj_xSjbYJjo/s400/all+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177452109922406994" border="0" /></a><br /><br />"Come get your Lada," says Stan the used car salesman from Monkey Island 8: The USSR Takes over.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9oAxD2FkkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xH5f2G2v6GQ/s1600-h/stan-mi1-01.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9oAxD2FkkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xH5f2G2v6GQ/s400/stan-mi1-01.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177451564461560386" border="0" /></a><br />Really, he is the coolest used everything salesman in the world. You can get boats and coffins and all sorts of good stuff from him.<br /><br />For those who really cars, which I doubt is anyone, that is the standard Soviet car, albeit they usually have windows, doors, and an engine. It was the only car I got to "drive" on my mission, though I did ride in the front seat in a car with the steering wheel on the wrong side. That was weird up the wazoo.<br /><br />Джонни Б<br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Student/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Student/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-2974469624928576071?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-35544914214327904532008-03-13T10:18:00.001-07:002008-12-11T18:11:31.813-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkFcSUi3_ZE/R9liKKGdtHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Wg4kHLLEGvk/s1600-h/singer+flyer.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZkFcSUi3_ZE/R9liKKGdtHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Wg4kHLLEGvk/s400/singer+flyer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177277173288776818" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">My brother's (Stephen's) band, <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);">Crossing Columbia</span>, is auditioning new <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">singers</span>. Let everyone know, and get people to try out, even if they suck.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-3554491421432790453?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03803023770816575170noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-11751492899353855392008-03-10T17:56:00.001-07:002008-03-10T17:57:52.852-07:00<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> Who was the silly <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">GoObEr </span>that said that<span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> I </span>was gonna get married <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">next</span>? <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Girls</span> don't like me, remember?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-1175149289935385539?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03803023770816575170noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-32384423065780801152008-03-09T18:27:00.000-07:002008-12-11T18:11:32.215-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9STPj2FkiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ph_prLaFcg0/s1600-h/baby_beat_display.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175923767284961826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9STPj2FkiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ph_prLaFcg0/s400/baby_beat_display.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9SQ4T2FkhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ltK2fdjb0x8/s1600-h/baby_beat_display.jpg"></a>Whether our petus just had stage fright or whether creating millions of cells, tissues, and even body parts and organs just requires a fierce pumping, our baby's heart beat on Friday was going at 170 beats per minute! What a thrill it was to realize that roaring motor-like pulsing was from my, Mindy's and my, living baby! It was the first time we'd had any signs, other than Mindy's morning(/all-day :) sickness that our petus was there, living, and growing. The doppler instrument you see is what the doctor put against Mindy's slightly grown belly that amplified the heart beat enough for us to hear it. It was really cool... Maf and Nicki, look forward to it... for the rest of you... it's really cool... look forward to it as well. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I'm excited to get together again tonight!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Love ya all, the petus's dad </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-3238442306578080115?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-22573743625848918932008-03-08T23:24:00.001-08:002008-12-11T18:11:32.472-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9ORcD2FkgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OpF1Ey9WloE/s1600-h/confucius.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9ORcD2FkgI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OpF1Ey9WloE/s400/confucius.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175640308033360386" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" > <span style="font-weight: bold;">Jorsh</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-2257374362584891893?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-57603002813987591972008-03-08T14:35:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:32.613-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9MWdz2FkeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AbP3_dxXhVI/s1600-h/jew+jitsu.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9MWdz2FkeI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AbP3_dxXhVI/s320/jew+jitsu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175505098167914978" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;">Some</span></span> may be wondering just as I am about what time the meeting really is on <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);">sunday</span>. And is it really at Terry's house or does that mean terry lives in the MARB. If the meeting is at 9:00 on sunday does that mean meet at the MARB at 8:<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">4</span>5 to walk pool to Terry's? Or does 9:00 mean 9:25 like last time<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">?</span></span> Could <span style="font-style: italic;">21:00 </span>also be a possible meeting time? Who's on first? Maybe one of the bromleys know.<br /></div><br />NbR<br /><br />"best friends catch each other... | / _<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-5760300281398759197?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-26839834205284650442008-03-07T16:48:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:32.787-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9Hr8z2FkYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/k_Rku05A_8Q/s1600-h/pic_logo_119x32.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9Hr8z2FkYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/k_Rku05A_8Q/s400/pic_logo_119x32.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175176876767154562" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />How big is your network? </span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">LinkedIn</span></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"> is the next big this since </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" >facebook</span><span style="font-family:georgia;">. LinkedIn is a rapidly growing, business-oriented social network mainly used for professional <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" >networking</span>. Some think it accurately reflects their <span style="font-style: italic;">popularity</span> level and future possibility of <span style="font-style: italic;">success</span> in the business world. Studies have found that this may be true. What is the lesson? Life is all about <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" >connections</span>, so let's get linked in. </span><img src="file:///C:/Users/user/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/Users/user/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/Users/user/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/Users/user/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Jorsh</span><br /><br /><h1 id="logo"></h1><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-2683983420528465044?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-31404931030643983472008-03-07T14:35:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:33.155-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9HEqT2FkUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8WGdF9PGqn8/s1600-h/face.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R9HEqT2FkUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8WGdF9PGqn8/s200/face.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175133677986091330" border="0" /></a><br /> <p style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:180%;">Danville Boys,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>There is a slight change of plans for the boys meeting this Sunday. Due to the fact that our brother Jonnie B has a family dinner and our other brother Terry Hagen has to sing for a fireside, we have scheduled the meeting for <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" >9:00</span> instead of 7:00. If this is not going to work for someone, please let me know as soon as possible and we’ll work something out. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The location of the meeting has also changed to a more comfortable atmosphere, <span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Terry Hagen’s house</span>! He lives at <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" >341 N. 400</span> W. in a house. So be there on time at nine and don’t whine or I’ll slap your behine. </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Also, we’re going to have a little picture competition. I want you to email me, (or just bring to the meeting), three pictures from your mission or post mission. We’re going to have a competition for the funniest mission pic. They don’t all have to be funny, just at least find one. You can email them to me at <a href="mailto:llamastrings@hotmail.com">llamastrings@hotmail.com</a> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Don’t forget to come prepared with ideas for our boys outing (that we hope to do before school gets out), and with a brief description of what you’re planning on doing with your life (you don’t have to write it down or anything, just be ready to share). </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Sound good? Ok. . .cool. Let me know if you have any questions.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">See ya then!!!!!!!!!!</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Moisture.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">PJ</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-3140493103064398347?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-5194636554300120682008-03-05T21:23:00.000-08:002008-03-05T21:30:23.613-08:00Sorry for being lamo and not posting, but Maff called me to repentance. A couple of my memories of the golden days:<br /><br /> Potential male cheerleaders being taught by Bronwyn<br /> "Death, hate, out nation's fate"<br /> Collecting soda cans that rotted somewhere<br /> Pole dancing<br /> Launching items from the coverings over the tables in the quad (I think Mark Stordahl was resposible for that)<br /> And many more<br /><br /><br />Peace out boys<br /><br />Johhny B<br /><br />PS: Sorry, but I have a family dinner this Sunday night. I'll try to be back as early as possible, but I don't think I'll make it.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-519463655430012068?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-88925688347839835832008-03-04T23:16:00.001-08:002008-12-11T18:11:33.531-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R85I_CPjGuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/h5VztAoj3bQ/s1600-h/petus.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R85I_CPjGuI/AAAAAAAAAD4/h5VztAoj3bQ/s200/petus.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174153269666323170" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">PETUS</span>:</span></span> A <b>petus</b> (or <b>poetus</b> or <b>pœtus</b>) is a developing <span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">peterson</span> or other <a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Viviparous" class="mw-redirect" title="Viviparous">viviparous</a> <a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vertebrate" title="Vertebrate">vertebrate</a>, after the <a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Embryo" title="Embryo">embryonic</a> stage and before <a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Childbirth" title="Childbirth">birth</a>. The plural is <b>petuses</b>, or sometimes <i>peti</i>.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-8892568834783983583?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-43770575200584428232008-03-03T22:56:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:33.697-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R8z0lmjFikI/AAAAAAAAADw/e1BUZYImZ_I/s1600-h/FoilDinner.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R8z0lmjFikI/AAAAAAAAADw/e1BUZYImZ_I/s200/FoilDinner.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173778998781905474" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hey <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Tiger</span> Scouts,</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I'm just formulating some ideas for this meeting on Sunday and wanted to see if anyone has any suggestions. I'm thinking that <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">7:00</span></span> is a good time to do it. This time we're going to try and have it in the <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">MARB</span></span> on BYU campus. Does that fly with everybody? It's going to be pretty sweet. Review Maf's post at the end of Feb. about what we're going to review at the beginning of the meeting and come prepared with ideas and info. We're going to have a sick wick little time.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal">-PJ<br /><span style=""><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style=""><span style="font-size:180%;"><b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><i><span style="">¡SIR!</span></i></b></span><b><i><span style=""><o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-4377057520058442823?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-10746287083252872922008-03-03T22:38:00.000-08:002008-03-03T22:44:26.939-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ab69df56f6ce9a4d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab69df56f6ce9a4d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331964124%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33050A11DE1E55FCF601F0182A3EB771DF967195.1273D5CB803A31C61A148D24CEB24FE871CF513D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab69df56f6ce9a4d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGBs01Ctlwrk7OYEugd9biia_sPE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dab69df56f6ce9a4d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331964124%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33050A11DE1E55FCF601F0182A3EB771DF967195.1273D5CB803A31C61A148D24CEB24FE871CF513D%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dab69df56f6ce9a4d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGBs01Ctlwrk7OYEugd9biia_sPE&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: courier new;">Hey Boys,</span></span><br /><br />If you haven't seen the <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >Munch</span> or the<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;"> Fij</span></span> lately<br />here is a video they made a few weeks ago. Enjoy,<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">MAF</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-1074628708325287292?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-14510276850803481842008-03-02T14:33:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:33.863-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R8ssrbtPGPI/AAAAAAAAADo/F6tv_A1UgSE/s1600-h/IMG_2834.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R8ssrbtPGPI/AAAAAAAAADo/F6tv_A1UgSE/s320/IMG_2834.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173277721648634098" border="0" /></a><br /> Dear Fellow fellows,<br /><br />With all this talk of moving to Santa Barbara, there have been some concerns that have risen up. As most of you know, I really enjoy snowboarding, and I go about twice a week. This tradition will continue next year. Snowboarding (or skiing) is so much more fun with friends, and I think it would be fun for all of us to get passes to the same resort. If anybody is interested in that, let me know. I prefer going to Brighton, but I need to try some other resorts out this season. So let's all be friends and ski together. The end.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-1451027685080348184?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-83900123061789050742008-03-02T07:29:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:34.042-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R8rIcrtPGOI/AAAAAAAAADg/W-RVe4hVUsQ/s1600-h/santabarb.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R8rIcrtPGOI/AAAAAAAAADg/W-RVe4hVUsQ/s200/santabarb.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173167517082786018" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" >We're moving to Santa Barbara!!!!</span><br /><br />Yep, that's right.<br />PJ (<span style="font-style: italic;">Danville Boy: dater of women)</span>,<br />Josh, Dan, Spen, Brian, JD,<br />Faf, Steve, David, maybe Shae,<br />Josh's cousin Brant, and our buddy Dayne,<br />and when Don gets home we're getting him a spot too!!!!!<br />We all got contracts and it's gonna be sick!!<br />If any one else wants in, just give me a call.<br />This is going to be the craziest year yet.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;">P.S. Santa Barbara is an apartment complex. . . .</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;">so unfortunately,we're not really moving to California. </span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-8390012306178905074?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-8173748568196438422008-03-02T01:39:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:34.343-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5oqmhVNk3Hg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R8p3jlyx8VI/AAAAAAAAABQ/c0Qpp7FsYIQ/s320/111aqa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173078575312662866" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> Boys<br />Remember this video? IT still kicks some serious <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">tail</span></span>! Just thought i would re-spark the memry banc.<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5oqmhVNk3Hg"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5oqmhVNk3Hg</span></a><br /><br />nbr<br />AND CONGRATS TO MATT AND MAF and their respective wives.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-817374856819643842?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nbrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04304095864336938949noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-54242119247992266102008-03-01T11:08:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:34.577-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R8mqVbtPGNI/AAAAAAAAADY/EZIVJ6vCX_g/s1600-h/baby.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R8mqVbtPGNI/AAAAAAAAADY/EZIVJ6vCX_g/s200/baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172852932203190482" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >News Flash....</span></span><br /><br />I just thought you boys should all know.<br />Nicki and I are going to have a baby!<br /><br />It is due in October, and we are<br />super excited!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family:courier new;">MAF<br /><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-5424211924799226610?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-73203346393952060152008-02-29T11:18:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:34.836-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R8hdrLtPGMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/m7tYzT0bpwA/s1600-h/kayden%2B174.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R8hdrLtPGMI/AAAAAAAAADQ/m7tYzT0bpwA/s320/kayden%2B174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172487168493295810" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br />Hi Boys, </span></span><br /><br />I don't know if everyone got the Email. But last week Don's dad (A.K.A. Papa Coons) had a heart attack. It happened while he was in the hospital in ER. Sister Coons said, "They found a blockage at the back of his heart in one of the branches leading off. They were able to open it and placed a stint to keep it open. His heart has had no damage and he will recover well." Oh, and Beans also fractured his tibia in a rugby game last week, so he is on the mend as well.<br /><br />So I believe everything is O.K. But if you get a chance to write them an email and let them know you are thinking about them and praying for them it would mean a lot.<br /><br />their email is: coonieclan@sbcglobal.net<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family:courier new;">MAF</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-7320334639395206015?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-85809637981206120222008-02-22T11:05:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:35.611-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R78fBYkrJfI/AAAAAAAAABA/aVHbekTOWE4/s1600-h/IMG_0195.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R78fBYkrJfI/AAAAAAAAABA/aVHbekTOWE4/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169885005881222642" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R78ez4krJeI/AAAAAAAAAA4/pYKd2jcOW7Q/s1600-h/IMG_0203.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R78ez4krJeI/AAAAAAAAAA4/pYKd2jcOW7Q/s320/IMG_0203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169884773952988642" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R78eOYkrJcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Z5eFTHCcPXk/s1600-h/IMG_0189.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R78eOYkrJcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Z5eFTHCcPXk/s320/IMG_0189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169884129707894210" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R78eEIkrJbI/AAAAAAAAAAg/-4qGCFLM0pY/s1600-h/IMG_0182.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R78eEIkrJbI/AAAAAAAAAAg/-4qGCFLM0pY/s320/IMG_0182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169883953614235058" border="0" /></a><br />Boys,<br />On presidents day my fam went snomobiling. My first time and quiet possibly one of the funnest things i have ever done. I wanted to post some pics so you could all see how my fam is doing. Especially note the one of my pops, that picture only makes me wonder what he and neff were up to on campouts wherever we went, including the urban campout in downtown SF. And of course he tried to start a fire up there. Cool? hmm.<br />We went up in the High Uintas up south of Evanston WYO. There is a picture of kimmy trying to be a lumber jack with the sled, DUH! IS MY ONLY RESPONSE.<br /><br />NBR<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-8580963798120612022?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nbrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04304095864336938949noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-62820416502198063822008-02-21T23:00:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:35.777-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R750w8eRwNI/AAAAAAAAACw/cG8K3BXwcGY/s1600-h/Golden+Gate.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R750w8eRwNI/AAAAAAAAACw/cG8K3BXwcGY/s320/Golden+Gate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169697806483570898" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Hi Boys</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">, </span><br /><br />Just a quick reminder about our plans for next meeting.<br /><br />We all agreed to bring several of our life goals to share with the rest of the group. So that we can all know each others plans and find ways to help.<br /><br />We were also going to brainstorm ideas for our Yearly Outing this year. (It would be good if we could possibly do something before we go home for summer, even if it's just a weekend.)<br /><br />We also all planned to get in contact with someone from our past<br />that we haven't heard from in a while.<br /><br />And lastly, we were going to brainstorm ideas for a group mission statement.<br /><br />I think the Blog idea has been working really well,<br />and I hope we will all keep it up.<br />I love this thing.<br /><br />As a reminder, <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">PJ</span> </span>is going to be in charge of the March meeting,<br />so we will see what he cooks up for us.<br /><br />As always thanks for being the best friends anyone could ask for.<br />You boys are the greatest.<br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >MAF</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-6282041650219806382?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-55495401680607777702008-02-17T20:46:00.000-08:002008-02-17T20:59:01.061-08:00Hey kids just wanted to make a post from a ghost who likes toast the mostest, eating snacks from hostess...sounds like a rap PJ would sing in the bathroom...haha. But i just wanted to express my love for everyone and for the strength that there is in such a group of young dedicated men. I hope we can all inspire one another to be the best that we can be and to reach our maximum potential. <br /><br />This last week I realized that my life was taking control of my life. WHY? Because I let myself make excuses for the lack of discipline. After talking to my dad and with my wonderful roommate, I realized that I can act, and stop being acted upon as it says in 2 Nephi 2. It is a great concept. We are the masters of our own destiny and if we let the Lord guide us and give us strength, we can accomplish our goals and dreams. <br /><br />A famous person once said, "The pleasure of the lack of discipline is not worth the failure to reach our greatest potential". Let us take control of our lives and if we feel that life or life's circumstances are acting upon us, let's recognize it and make the change. We are the only ones that stop ourselves from reaching excellence...<br /><br />Brought to you by www.inspirationalthoughts.com...<br /><br />Spencer<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-5549540168060777770?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-28859462593916433532008-02-15T17:25:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:36.239-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7Y9VMeRwLI/AAAAAAAAACg/rWGj3OY5yPs/s1600-h/P2150137.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7Y9VMeRwLI/AAAAAAAAACg/rWGj3OY5yPs/s320/P2150137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167385056788988082" /></a>        This is PJ. I took the pic from the gondola cause my ski broke but he beat me down. <br /><div> </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7Y8OceRwJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FlJsCVHK9bg/s1600-h/P2150130.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7Y8OceRwJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FlJsCVHK9bg/s320/P2150130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167383841313243282" /></a>                                        Air time of Dan taken by PJ<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7Y8O8eRwKI/AAAAAAAAACY/_VJWXl4Hb1w/s1600-h/P2150133.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7Y8O8eRwKI/AAAAAAAAACY/_VJWXl4Hb1w/s320/P2150133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167383849903177890" /></a><br />These are some pics of Dan and PJ's ditching school adventure at the Canyons. check it.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-2885946259391643353?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-76425514959463712912008-02-15T15:27:00.000-08:002008-02-15T15:36:14.885-08:00<object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4200ae3598efea37" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4200ae3598efea37%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331964124%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F383410A9D2393084AB784093CF22BC3D826D10.3B863C2941BBE818B84166B4D121C5496F95E10%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4200ae3598efea37%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB4wjUZ7vQklBBfV04uY3ZRqV4jo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4200ae3598efea37%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331964124%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F383410A9D2393084AB784093CF22BC3D826D10.3B863C2941BBE818B84166B4D121C5496F95E10%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4200ae3598efea37%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DB4wjUZ7vQklBBfV04uY3ZRqV4jo&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><br /><br />Hey Boys. I thought I'd resurrect an old Classic! Enjoy<br /><br /><font style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" size="4"><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">MAF</span></font><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-7642551495946371291?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-7941494881415594442008-02-15T14:53:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:36.590-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R7Yf7YkrJaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wp0HsSv8z-M/s1600-h/91taurus.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R7Yf7YkrJaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Wp0HsSv8z-M/s320/91taurus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167352727523239330" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R7YfhokrJZI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/xCLDw6LOll8/s1600-h/87165_f260.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g6BrEnlF2U8/R7YfhokrJZI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/xCLDw6LOll8/s320/87165_f260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167352285141607826" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fellas</span>! This has been an awesome week to have this blog going. <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >Seriously</span></span>, I have never been so informed about what everyone is doing, and how things are going. Not to mention the awesome laughs I have gotten. Who talked to stilson? There was no name.<br />I showed my dad the blog, he read every single one, and then he asked me what some of the memories were, like "Nick what is rubber cement on 17 Canary Court and Who is <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">SILVIA</span>? What is My files at<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> baskin robbins</span>." I was busting up laughing in each of the stories I told him. Here are a few other memowies that I remember too, maybe we could make a running account of them.<br /><br />- Unplugging the huge blow up slide in MAf's backyard.<br />- Seeing matt peterson get patted down for <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">drugs</span> at osage park.<br />-Me and Don pushing the <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Taurus</span> back to the petersons with my broken collar bone.<br />-The awesome <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">go cart</span></span> at don's house<br />- Riding <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" >bart</span> to senior ball<br />- Each and every new years in SF.<br />- "I <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >love</span> modest WOmen"<br />- PJ's drug pass offs with his briefcase in the quad, hahahaha, still funny.<br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Hunting</span> for the little boys around campus.<br />- Remember throwing me up in the air in the A hall<br />- TPing the petersons when they were gone. Cheap shot but man we got them good. I think I saw some TP in the top of the <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;">pine tree</span> at matt p.'s wedding.<br />-Driving no hands down Sycamore valley road all the way from maf's to pj's. Still a world record i think.<br />-Being pulled over in don's car for drunk driving and each of us pulling out our<span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"> eagle scout</span> cards.<br />-Tossing the monitors off the parking structure by the san ramon skate park.<br />-Building oh so many <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">dirt jumps</span> on the iron horse trail. "Rain in Octember"<br />- The Aquabats show at slims when Dan Got a back stage wristband. WoW!<br />- <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">Mud</span> football with stilson.<br />- Making big bawls of paper in assemblies and throwing them at the people in front of us.<br />-Being g<span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">reen guys</span>, in the assembly.<br />- (PJ can I say being band aids together in freshman band while we were our senior year) Chief loved us and you know it.<br />-Rememer Don trying to see how long he could go without putting his hands out while falling on his face.<br /><br />Son, those are just a few. But wow, what good times.<br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:78%;" >n</span><span style="font-size:180%;">B</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >R</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-794149488141559444?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nbrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04304095864336938949noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-22415127804700874392008-02-15T13:53:00.001-08:002008-12-11T18:11:36.751-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7YJ8seRwII/AAAAAAAAACI/_c68VresC3I/s1600-h/Stilson.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7YJ8seRwII/AAAAAAAAACI/_c68VresC3I/s200/Stilson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167328560789176450" border="0" /></a><br />Hey everyone,<br /><br />I heard from Stilson today. He is doing great!<br /><br /><br />I was so glad to hear that he is doing well. He was by far one of the Best leaders and friends we had in Danville. He told me to say hi to everyone.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family: courier new;">MAF</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-2241512780470087439?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-38701918678523424462008-02-14T14:19:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:36.775-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7TAX8eRwHI/AAAAAAAAACA/a9nZtywfU1c/s1600-h/P6090098.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7TAX8eRwHI/AAAAAAAAACA/a9nZtywfU1c/s200/P6090098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166966190103445618" border="0" /></a><br /><pre><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hey Everyones,<br />Happy <span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">V</span></span>-Day! I got an email from this weird Portuguese man<br />named Don Coons today wishing everyone a happy<br />Valentines day!<br />Here it is:<br /></span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Hey baby,</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />Happy Valentine's Day!!! Tell all the boy's I say hello! I wish I had a<br />bunch of time to write everyone but you telling everyone <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;" ><br />wassssup dwaggy</span> will have to do!<br />I need to hear the beans from you pie face...do you almost have<br />a marriage license!!! Who'd gonna be next? Have a champion week<br /> and keep rocking it up!<br /><br />Tell everyone that I love them...I </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;" >freakin</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" > do! </span> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" ><br />love,</span> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" > </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Elder Coons!!!!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">-POSTED BY PJ</span><br /></span></span></pre><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-3870191867852342446?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-18392096177865694622008-02-13T23:54:00.001-08:002008-12-11T18:11:36.978-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7P0uMeRwGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YMCk3Sesl7o/s1600-h/outhouse2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7P0uMeRwGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YMCk3Sesl7o/s200/outhouse2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166742271983468642" border="0" /></a><br />So today I was in the RC at work and I was listening to a missionary's call. He was talking to a way old man from the South, and I don't know how, but they got on the topic of outhouses. The man was going on and on about how everyone thought it was crazy when people started going to the bathroom <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">inside</span></span> their house. Everyone thought it was so disgusting and vulgar. He also talked about the rich family that had a two seater outhouse. He was really jealous.<br /><br />That call was pretty much my highlight of working at the MTC.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" >MAF</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-1839209617786569462?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-27832383284130915392008-02-13T12:48:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:37.207-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7NdAceRwFI/AAAAAAAAABw/woXRo80IeVs/s1600-h/PC250009.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7NdAceRwFI/AAAAAAAAABw/woXRo80IeVs/s320/PC250009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166575459748659282" /></a><br />Hi guys, <div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>I really like this. hahaha fake laughing. (Being negative all the time and a little sarcastic, sorry Spence.) This is Dan. Im sitting next to our favorite girl. RH or in other words Rachel Holt. She is teaching me how to work this thing. It is good to see Mike again. I remember building a quarter pipe mini ramp at his house and then breaking it with my bike. Im going to give shout outs.  </div><div>PJ: Morning dating talk with grapefruit dish</div><div>Josh: i still feel bad for being heated sunday night. Im sorry and I love you. thanks for putting up with me and being my friend.</div><div>Spencer: I still have your letters from when I was in 9th grade. </div><div>Matt: Your having a baby. Maybe you should consider the name Daniel. Its a good one. </div><div>Maf: We didn't use horses on the mount whitney hike. </div><div>Brian: I still remember seeing you in el sistema en Tegus (it might be "la" who knows) </div><div>JD: I remember when we built possible the best creek jump with the best landing. Fun times and lots of stiches with Bro. Rosedall. </div><div>Nick: If I were to pick a good memory  it would be of you doing a huge bunny hop off the little bumbs at osage park. </div><div>Mike: I remember sleep overs at your house and calling 1800 4455667. </div><div>Jonny B: CUB Scouts is my fondest memory of you. I think that Nick's mom was one of our den mothers</div><div>I bet I missed some peps but I will include you next time. I love you all and am honored to be your friend. Thanks to my roommates who help me out, encourage me to be good, and excell in school. May the future be ours as the sky becomes the limit. . . or maybe in our case, there will be no limit. </div><div>-Dan Noakes</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-2783238328413091539?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-61887907251143127622008-02-13T10:34:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:37.345-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7M5pMeRwEI/AAAAAAAAABo/re6b5nijrUU/s1600-h/IMG_2720.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7M5pMeRwEI/AAAAAAAAABo/re6b5nijrUU/s200/IMG_2720.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166536577409728578" border="0" /></a><br />If you get a freeloader card in SLC, night boarding at Brighton is 2 for 1 (15 bucks each)! My brother and I are gonna hit it up, and possibly JD. Anybody wanna hitch a ride with us?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-6188790725114312762?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-74421217588651608652008-02-13T02:40:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:37.685-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7LJuceRwDI/AAAAAAAAABg/ESQwPpnax98/s1600-h/n644114036_312091_6625.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7LJuceRwDI/AAAAAAAAABg/ESQwPpnax98/s320/n644114036_312091_6625.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166413522301730866" /></a>Hey guys, this is an email that mike sent me. The kid's a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">nastoyashi</span></span></span> sav. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">FAST ATTACK NUCLEAR SUBMARINE??!?!!?!?!</span></span></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 27px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">-J</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">d</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 27px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">"The Navy is pretty cool I am enlisted in the Nuclear field I have been in for about 18 months and have been in training the whole time of which I just finished up and have been on leave for about two weeks and am about to head out to Hawaii and am being stationed on the USS Chicago, a fast attack submarine. Well if you have any questions that I can answer shoot them out to me and I will try to help you out the best I can<br />take it easy"<br />-mike</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-7442121758865160865?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-46405741602442449532008-02-12T14:13:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:37.964-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7IaW8eRwCI/AAAAAAAAABY/HCDu53LE8Po/s1600-h/awqward.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7IaW8eRwCI/AAAAAAAAABY/HCDu53LE8Po/s400/awqward.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166220704039944226" border="0" /></a><br /> Hi Guys,<br /><br /> I feel like such a traitor, giving in to this online community stuff. But for my pals I can do it. Just don't get your hopes up about me joining facebook. Never going to happen.<br /> Thanks for listening to me ramble on sunday. I had some really strong feelings and ideas and I really just wanted to get them out there. I appreciate friends who really support and listen to me.<br /><br />So... I'm trying to come up with an archive of SIR memowies (teddy gwam memowies are OK too). Here is what I have so far, but I need you all to help add to the list.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> Razors in the Danville parade<br /> TPing brother Neff<br /> Matt P for ASB embryo<br /> Caffeine Free for Cancer<br /> Duct taping the Cops<br /> The bear costume<br /> SYLVIA<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Sewer adventues<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Pole Dancing<br />"My files!" at baskin robins<br />Foods class with angelo<br />pooh dollar at the Bar<br />Ice bath challenge in Texas<br />Flaming Rubber cement at 17 Canary Court <br />Adventures with the Dummy<br />water balloons at my sleepover<br /><br />and of course...<br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Showbiz That way!<br /><br />What other ones can you boys think of to add to the list?<br /><br />p.s.- Brian, I would love to see your stuff. Just let me know.<br /><span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:180%;" ><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">MAF</span></span><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-4640574160244244953?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-41857478375580089602008-02-11T23:04:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:38.117-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7FGEMeRwBI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BTBs5dS4lyo/s1600-h/High+school+drawing.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7FGEMeRwBI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BTBs5dS4lyo/s400/High+school+drawing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165987285452308498" border="0" /></a><br />I am turning in my graphic design application this friday. If anybody would be kind enough to look over my portfolio before then and let me know what needs improvement, it would be greatly appreciated by me and possibly by my future family. Thank you and have a gay-reat week.<br /><br />BTW: here is a picture i drew in high school... it pretty much describes my life at that time... most of you guys aren't in it, but i thought it was pretty cool anyways. ENJOY<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-4185747837558008960?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-51998669615218708132008-02-11T21:12:00.000-08:002008-02-11T21:14:18.704-08:00Hello boys.<br />It is good to be official and part of the group again. Long live the boys of Danville and Nerds of all countries, Unite! We can take over the world! That is we can change the world. Peace out.<br /><br />John A Broderick<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-5199866961521870813?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-77021472635908041802008-02-11T19:25:00.001-08:002008-12-11T18:11:38.388-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7ET4ceRwAI/AAAAAAAAABE/tYeDRafp20k/s1600-h/SCAN0290.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7ET4ceRwAI/AAAAAAAAABE/tYeDRafp20k/s320/SCAN0290.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165932108007456770" /></a><br />I think this is my<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">f</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">irst</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">time</span></span></span> </span></span></span></span>on a blog!! But unlike<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">PJ</span></span> i feel more <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">nerdy</span> than <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">popular</span></span>... But i guess <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">"Nerdy"</span></span> is the new <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"Popular"</span></span> of the 21st century. <div>So do we <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">HAF</span></span></span> to write different words in different <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">fonts</span> and <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">sizes</span>? Is <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">it</span></span></span> random or are there rules? What are the rules for posts anyways? I guess i'll get the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">feel for it</span>.<div><br /></div><div>I feel like a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">school</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">girl</span></span> again.... so excited. <div><br /></div><div>Im going to be an UNCLE!!!</div><div>(to M.P's baby not to Shmike's...yet) </div><div>thats my announcement. <div> </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">J</span>d.</div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-7702147263590804180?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-63337681977774437042008-02-11T18:47:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:38.518-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7EMBMeRv_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/iRsax6Iee6E/s1600-h/sisqo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R7EMBMeRv_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/iRsax6Iee6E/s320/sisqo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165923462238289906" border="0" /></a><br /> So a certain <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">friend</span> among the group has a <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" >theory</span> about how if "he" listens to girl music, in turn girls will like him. I am not so sure how I feel about this <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" >theory</span>, and in <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">fact</span></span>, i call this theory null, because of such reasons....<br />To my "<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">friend</span>:"<br /> If your <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" >theory </span> (not music theory pj, duh, even though that was the best 4 credit class ever) is valid, then you should also do other things that girls do. The list is as follows:<br /><ol><li>Wear <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">dresses</span></li><li>Eat <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">salad</span></span> and not sweets</li><li>wear high heels</li><li style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="font-size:78%;">gossip</span></li><li>stalk others on <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">facebook.com</span></li><li>ask if "does this skirt make my butt look big?"</li><li>ask boys to <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">sadie</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">hawkins</span></li><li>have slumber <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">parties</span></span></li><li>go to the bathroom in groups (i really dont understand this one)</li><li>glue little jewels on their cell phones</li><li>watch "Runaway Bride" or more recent "27 Dresses"</li><li><span style="font-size:85%;">thong</span></li></ol>These are just a few reasons, why listening to girl music will not attract girls. I personally feel if you want to be like a girl, all the power to you, but not with the motive of getting girls to like you. Anyway i dont want to make this personally offensive and if you have any suggestions please comment on this blog. Which by the way is my new obsession.<br /><br />With much lust,<br />Nick Ras<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-6333768197777443704?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-7044538529131847632008-02-10T23:49:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:38.639-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R6_-wceRv-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/-E0Z4ZYRgzw/s1600-h/latino2.bmp"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R6_-wceRv-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/-E0Z4ZYRgzw/s320/latino2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165627405847609314" border="0" /></a><br />This is my first time ever writing on a blog and I feel really <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">popular</span></span>. I thought it would be cool to change the way I wrote popular so I could be like Nick.<br /><br />I might change some other words like <span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >LUST</span> or ones like <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Sir.</span></span><br /><br />So tonight was a pretty big success. Thanks guys for all coming. I'm pumped for what's to come. I don't really have much to blog about right now, but I'll find something cool pretty soon. You guys are awesome and really are my brothers.<br /><br />Peace outside,<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">P<span style="font-size:78%;">hil</span>J<span style="font-size:78%;">r</span></span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-704453852913184763?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-39242827277087923962008-02-10T22:59:00.000-08:002008-02-11T00:10:06.279-08:00SIRS! Hey, this is definitely Matthew M. Peterson and I'm stoked, too, about this blog. What an awesome way to stay connected (good work, NBR). My first announcement is that Min and I are expecting our first baby on September the eleventh!! It's incredible to be married. It's even cooler to be expecting (though, for your wife, <em>expecting </em>definitely requires a lot of work I've come to find out : )... Here's a hoorah! for wonderful, virtuous, dedicated women!<br /><br />As I contemplated our band of "sirs" our band of guys that are, truly, also my <u>brothers</u>, I became SO grateful for the inspiration of Maf and Peej to get our group back together- to begin making more <em>GREAT MEMORIES</em> this time with each of us offering even more wisdom, insight, and FUN (should we add a "MISSIONS" section?!) to throw in for the benefit of everyone else. I love you guys. I loved the following thought from tonight, along w/ thoughts on it: this band will reach its greatest heroism-echoing the story Maf shared tonight-POWER, and GREATNESS as we forget ourselves and get to work helping, serving, and working to build a family, friends, and everyone else we have contact with. THEN, our efforts will be of most worth WRITING about-then we'll find the "life" we're promised in Matthew 10: 39. Thanks Maf, Peej, and guys for being committed to do this! I was so happy after our meeting tonight as I walked to my car that I started running! I couldn't stop smiling. Hallelujah! I'm so grateful for a group of guys like you all who are so committed to the gospel, to loving and serving others, to "standing tall," to loving me, and most all, to loving and serving the Lord. The "Sirs" our band of brothers, I'm convinced, will be a blessing to us and many 1000 others. As we add new friends (and recal old ones (Matt Lancaster?!?), spouses, and KIDS(!!) to our lives, and maybe even to this close circle, our "band of brothers" as I like to call it, our FUN and JOY together will just keep on growing more and more. PLUS, we'll have a lot more worth blogging about! Mahal ko kayo (How they say, "I love you all," in Tagalog), Matthew M. P. P.S. I'm excited to keep posted with notes and pics from you all.<br /><br />-Matt Peterson<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-3924282727708792396?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-594006779879467463.post-22644899905017023772008-02-10T22:43:00.000-08:002008-12-11T18:11:38.934-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R6_wGceRv7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CjdFCXYnq4E/s1600-h/Angela+Van+Leeuwen+062.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R5W7yFmz_4U/R6_wGceRv7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CjdFCXYnq4E/s320/Angela+Van+Leeuwen+062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165611291130314674" border="0" /></a><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Boys</span>!<br />Welcome. It's official, this is gonna be a great way to post blogs and keep up to <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">date</span></span> with each other. Lets keep this up, and also lets just sign our names at the end of the <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" >blog</span> so we know who is posting. This is gonna be <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">great</span>, I can't wait to see it totally posted and running. Also feel free to spread the word that others can read our blog. All they need to do is go to <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">danvillesir.blogspot.com </span><span style="font-size:100%;">but don't pass out our password, that is to keep the blogs inthe family (you know?).</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" >SIR.<br />N<span style="font-size:78%;">ick</span>B<span style="font-size:78%;">ackman</span>R<span style="font-size:78%;">asmussen</span><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" >(WORD/ palabra you know thats gonna be me)</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/594006779879467463-2264489990501702377?l=danvillesir.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Danville Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12709793787679947415noreply@blogger.com3