<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317</id><updated>2012-01-27T17:23:49.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maximus Quo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-2905757452808143628</id><published>2012-01-27T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T08:59:53.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Based Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sb_U3C8iwtU/TyLW0ES9P5I/AAAAAAAAAa4/oSpK9x32jxs/s1600/imagesCAW5GLI6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 227px; height: 222px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702356268199264146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sb_U3C8iwtU/TyLW0ES9P5I/AAAAAAAAAa4/oSpK9x32jxs/s400/imagesCAW5GLI6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having spent over 10 years in the technology industry, I have had the chance to attend many trainings.  My favorite are &lt;a href="http://leanforward.com/"&gt;computer based trainings&lt;/a&gt;.  I would like to discuss two reasons why I enjoy computer based trainings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I attend non-computer based trainings, I tend to get distracted easily. Whether it is people in front of me searching the web, watching movies, or playing games on their computers, or people talking to other peers during the training are just some of the ways I get distracted from the training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I do not have these distractions when I am in a computer based training.  I get a chance to put on headphones which helps me tune into the information that is being given to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second reason is I can attend these trainings in the comfort of my home.  I do not have to travel, so it makes attending trainings better on my family, and also cheaper on my company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot believe the amount of expenses I rack up when I attend non-computer based trainings. I understand the need to attend hands on training, but that is about 15% of the trainings I attend each year.  All of the others could be computer based trainings to save on expenses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Alright I know I have talked about two reasons I like computer based trainings, so I am going to add a bonus reason. I enjoy cooking my own food, so I know how many calories I am eating.  Anybody traveling will tell you that this is a difficult task to fulfill. Also most of the trainings are catered so my food choices are limited. Traveling takes me out of my lifestyle, away from my gym, and worst of all away from my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you enjoyed my post on why I enjoy computer based trainings more over any others.  They truly save money, keep me toned in, and most importantly in the comfort of my lifestyle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-2905757452808143628?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/2905757452808143628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=2905757452808143628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/2905757452808143628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/2905757452808143628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2012/01/computer-based-training.html' title='Computer Based Training'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sb_U3C8iwtU/TyLW0ES9P5I/AAAAAAAAAa4/oSpK9x32jxs/s72-c/imagesCAW5GLI6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-3849007407526119977</id><published>2011-10-26T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T09:07:26.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Trade Shows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hu-py1ucMhA/TqjiNRYXvVI/AAAAAAAAAZs/fATlX4pbYG8/s1600/_FVM3323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hu-py1ucMhA/TqjiNRYXvVI/AAAAAAAAAZs/fATlX4pbYG8/s400/_FVM3323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668028848677567826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In my faith we are constantly being told by the Elders of our church to prepare ourselves and our families for unseen natural disasters. It is recommended that we have a year supply of food and water for our families. We are also told to keep a year supply of other things needed such as toilet paper, medicine , clothes, shoes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that we are being told to prepare ourselves. I think this will make members of my church self sufficient and not as reliant on Government assistance in the event that something unexpected happens.  It could be an earthquake, compromised water and food supply, or something else. Of course we would take any assistance given from the Government if provided but looking at recent natural disasters that have hit the south...sometimes they are way to big for the National Government to handle and need to be handled by the local people if able. I hope that I am not coming across as being ungrateful towards our Government. That is not the case! I think they do the best they are able during Natural disasters relief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something that has been on my mind for the last year.  As a provider for my family, I am researching everything I can to better prepare my little family.  I attend &lt;a href="http://exhibitedge.com/"&gt;trade show exhibits &lt;/a&gt;and any other survival class I can find on this type of information. I am trying to better understand the type of food storage items that would be best for my family. Any information about this would be helpful for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering what type of shoes will be in my clothing storage for my family? That is easy! It is going to be pairs of &lt;a href="http://www.myfivefingers.com/"&gt;Vibram FiveFingers&lt;/a&gt; of course. Those of you who know me, know that these shoes were made for me! They are by far the most comfortable shoe I have ever owned. If I am going to have to go back living like in the 1800's, than I better have a shoe better than the black buckle shoes they wore in the olden days... I need a shoe that I can run and catch rabbits in if we get hungry for some fresh meat... The Five Fingers are just the shoe to help me run as fast as animals! Just placing them on my feet, I believe I can run as fast as a cheetah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I hope that by reading this post, this puts a bug in your ear to begin to think about preparing your own family for the unexpected.  Remember we are all in this together! Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-3849007407526119977?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/3849007407526119977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=3849007407526119977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/3849007407526119977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/3849007407526119977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2011/10/food-trade-shows.html' title='Food Trade Shows'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hu-py1ucMhA/TqjiNRYXvVI/AAAAAAAAAZs/fATlX4pbYG8/s72-c/_FVM3323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-1466147262824442977</id><published>2011-10-24T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T21:31:37.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Love Writing and Blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vF569RNDcPo/TqY0mqNlyjI/AAAAAAAAAZc/_ZpH28vZySQ/s1600/writing3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vF569RNDcPo/TqY0mqNlyjI/AAAAAAAAAZc/_ZpH28vZySQ/s400/writing3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667275019863312946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sensitive Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Those who know me, know I have a sensitive side.  Do not get me wrong... I am still a guy, but I am not skilled in a lot of stereotypical testosterone activities such as building and fixing things. All I can say is thank you to the creators of  YouTube and Google! YouTube and Google allow me to trick my peers into thinking I am skilled in these areas. Skilled or not skilled in the area of building and fixing, it still is an area of little interest to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Yearning to Write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What gets my blood moving during the day, or what makes life worth living? There are a list of things.  My wife and little girl are at the top of my list! They are the most important people in my life, and everything I am and do are because of them. I even resort to YouTube and Google and all of the &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.maciverse.com/"&gt;Mac help&lt;/a&gt; sites available on the web to learn how to fix things around my house to make my relationship function better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite thing about my wife is how hard she pushes me and how she puts up with things that I am passionate about. You might have guessed sports as an area of passion. I am passionate about sports, but in recent years have learned that I can go without. I have found a new hobby that actually is beneficial to my overall well being.  I love to write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I love to write so much is because it has unlocked my true feelings I have difficulty in reaching through other forms of communication. I never caught the writing bug as a kid, because I was so embarrassed by my handwriting. I am not embarrassed now, thanks to typing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure speaking is great, but like I mentioned before I am a guy! We are often not the best at using words, especially in communicating with the opposite sex. Writing is different, because it allows me to think before I write. It allows me to feel how I really feel about the subject I am writing about inside of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Th Ability To Feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ability to feel helps me through the early stages of the writing process, and the courage to publish my Final Draft, after my work has underwent a series of &lt;a href="http://grammarly.com/"&gt;Grammar check&lt;/a&gt; tests. I only want to produce the best quality of writing  I am capable of producing, and  will go to extreme measures to meet my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading my post on writing, and I hope my words will inspire you to love writing as much as I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-1466147262824442977?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/1466147262824442977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=1466147262824442977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/1466147262824442977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/1466147262824442977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2011/10/why-i-love-writing-and-blogging.html' title='Why I Love Writing and Blogging!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vF569RNDcPo/TqY0mqNlyjI/AAAAAAAAAZc/_ZpH28vZySQ/s72-c/writing3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-4060675422323925730</id><published>2011-06-17T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T07:21:54.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafe Rio in Spanish Fork</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lCAklsCWdXM/TftgcPiBtLI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YT_AtSAJBLw/s1600/cafe%2Brio%2Bsalad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lCAklsCWdXM/TftgcPiBtLI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YT_AtSAJBLw/s400/cafe%2Brio%2Bsalad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619190998396679346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright those of you who know me, know that I have a weakness for food... This is something that has troubled me through-out my whole life. It got worse when I discovered Cafe Rio. Cafe Rio is a place where self-control is left at the door.  What you are looking at is an eternal marriage of goodness.  I say marriage because I have to get the PORK! salad( with a wheat tortilla on the side, no guacamole, black beans, rice, with the HOUSE DRESSING and of course the shredded lettuce ) and a Diet Coke; they go hand and hand and cannot co-exist without each other. If I order anything else at Cafe Rio, it is a complete let down.  I could eat this salad in the morning, for lunch, and dinner everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit something... I lost my debit card and got a new one in the mail.  I had a debit card ceremony and the first thing purchased with my card was my meal at Cafe Rio.  I made sure I used cash prior to activating the card.  Thank you Cafe Rio for coming to my hood! I look forward to many more debit card swipes at your location.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-4060675422323925730?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/4060675422323925730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=4060675422323925730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/4060675422323925730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/4060675422323925730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2011/06/cafe-rio-in-spanish-fork.html' title='Cafe Rio in Spanish Fork'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lCAklsCWdXM/TftgcPiBtLI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YT_AtSAJBLw/s72-c/cafe%2Brio%2Bsalad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-8846555337791714462</id><published>2011-06-03T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T10:42:16.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still K Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lH9-jyi6UeA/TekUdnbYBjI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pKCLON8we5M/s1600/photo5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lH9-jyi6UeA/TekUdnbYBjI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pKCLON8we5M/s400/photo5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614040909526599218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was in high school and Dr. Dre had not released a song for a couple of years, and then he came back with vengeance. His song was titled "Still Dre Day".  Well I have officially labeled the title of my post "Still K Day". I am back.  The thought of me loosing my blog was just too painful. Through my journey through life, I have found that writing is a way for me to express myself; writing is like therapy to my soul! Well a ton has happened to me.  "Life comes at you fast"... Yeah I understand the meaning of that phrase now. What has happened to me since the last time I posted... Well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still married to the love of my life! I don't know how she puts up with me, but she does, and I love her dearly for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an 20 month old going on 18 years! Lil Lou is the coolest thing that has ever happened to us! She is so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new job working for a company called Imagine Learning.  I love it there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still do not have a yard in... but I am close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oprah Show is not longer on T.V... But there is a new show that is called Swamp People that is just as cool.  Not as educational, but the coolest show next to the "O" show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still not in shape... Going on 7 years now...But I have hopes of changing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have not decided on a baseball team, so I have decided to be a baseball fan and that is that. I am only a true fan to the Utah Jazz, and Utah Utes. All other sports teams spend to much money and have classless players... OK maybe not all but I just cannot stand the business side of sports anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I am still here on earth and that is what matters.  I am trying to better myself each day and that is all I can ask for.  I love my little family! They are everything to me! I will be using this blog once again for creativity, and to talk about what is going on in the life of Tobias!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-8846555337791714462?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/8846555337791714462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=8846555337791714462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/8846555337791714462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/8846555337791714462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2011/06/still-k-day.html' title='Still K Day'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lH9-jyi6UeA/TekUdnbYBjI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pKCLON8we5M/s72-c/photo5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-5861124938471754694</id><published>2010-02-15T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T14:31:17.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Back From Florida...yeah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/S3nKeSX3_OI/AAAAAAAAAW4/7h6xtOTRTRQ/s1600-h/family.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438600646703447266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/S3nKeSX3_OI/AAAAAAAAAW4/7h6xtOTRTRQ/s400/family.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Blungle;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back from Florida, and I bought a baby while I was there.... and a house... and 2 degrees...yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright you see!!!! alot has happened in my life. I will return to blogging. I love my little family!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kody Carling (Tobias)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-5861124938471754694?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/5861124938471754694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=5861124938471754694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/5861124938471754694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/5861124938471754694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-back-from-floridayeah.html' title='Well Back From Florida...yeah...'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/S3nKeSX3_OI/AAAAAAAAAW4/7h6xtOTRTRQ/s72-c/family.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-899396803390065975</id><published>2009-05-20T11:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:01:17.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will post when I get back from Florida!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dear Blungle;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot has been happening in the life of Tobias, The next post will have breaking news... I hope everyone is doing well. Well I will include some pictures of some hints on what has been happening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337983047515341858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/ShRTTMQ1hCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/6gYgeN8mPz4/s400/20090506152613093+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337981863197999090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/ShRSOQVk__I/AAAAAAAAAVk/EqSeUFCdUFU/s400/graduation_cap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337982113384027618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/ShRSc0Wk1eI/AAAAAAAAAVs/wFL8trGwhv4/s400/avignon_md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope all is doing well...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-899396803390065975?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/899396803390065975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=899396803390065975' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/899396803390065975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/899396803390065975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-will-post-when-i-get-back-from.html' title='I will post when I get back from Florida!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/ShRTTMQ1hCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/6gYgeN8mPz4/s72-c/20090506152613093+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-276481910908271761</id><published>2009-03-02T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T08:05:01.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Weekend in Cougar Town!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Ok... I have got a story for you... One I had to have proof of because I knew nobody would believe me. For those of you who grew up in the 80's and 90's will know of the two celebrities I am talking about. Well I need to take you back to last Saturday around 6 o'clock pm at my at&amp;amp;t store... Somebody walked in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308650412265916178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SawdbGvXRxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Dw7m5gNNnrA/s400/Zumba%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the person, but a representation of the person.  This person was a back-up dancer, and she pulled out one of these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308651057328868546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SaweApyWzMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/mlssTwDj9ws/s400/white_iphone_3g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)"&gt;This is how the conversation went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)"&gt; Dancer- Hey I was at a concert the other day and found this in my bag. Can you guys help me find the owner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;At&amp;amp;t Rep- Yeah for sure, what concert where you at?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Dancer- Well I was a back up dancer for MC Hammer. My bag was backstage and I think somebody slipped it in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;At&amp;amp;t Rep- Well I found the account and there is another number listed here under the information. I will call it and tell them we have their iPhone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;(At&amp;amp;t Rep Calls the number)&lt;img class="gl_color_fg" alt="Text Color" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Account Owner- Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;At&amp;amp;t Rep- Hello this is _________ from the at&amp;amp;t store, did you loose an iphone because we have a 16G iphone here that was sold out on your account. Did you loose one at the MC Hammer concert?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Account Owner- Actually this is MC Hammer's manager, and yes we did loose an iPhone.  That iPhone is MC Hammer's...  Who turned it in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;At&amp;amp;t Rep- Well one of the back up dancers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;MC Hammers Manager- Will you put her on the phone with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;(At&amp;amp;t Rep hands the dancer the phone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Dancer- Hi How are you... Yes I found it in  my bag... Ok I can bring it to LA next week.  Sure I will send you some more videos of my other dance gigs. O you are so nice, I tried to do a good job for you guys... See you in LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Well there you have it. Add MC Hammer to the iPhone owner list.  Well it gets even better. So later that night my wife and I decided to hang out with our good friends the Woodwards. We went to Fat Cats for some bowling (which my wife kicked our butt every game... She is freaking good) well  we were waiting to get a lane, because it is Fat Cats, in Cougar Town, on a Saturday night...  While we were sitting there I noticed the same dancer come in from the at&amp;amp;t store. They called our name, and we got our shoes and went to our lane.  Then it happened... A whole bunch of people came in and took up the end three lanes. Guess who was one of them.  Yep I had to get a picture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SawldkAuHkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/4R-99gwvl8Q/s1600-h/store+pictures+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308659250576105026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SawldkAuHkI/AAAAAAAAAVU/4R-99gwvl8Q/s400/store+pictures+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Yo Vanilla kick it one more time boyz"... Yep that is right Vanilla Ice in cougarville bowling at Fat Cats!!! Yeah my wife bowled higher than him even as well. Well I hope you enjoyed the post and remember!!!  ICE ICE BABY and COUGAR TOWN IS  2 legit 2 legit to quit!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-276481910908271761?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/276481910908271761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=276481910908271761' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/276481910908271761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/276481910908271761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2009/03/celebrity-weekend-in-cougar-town.html' title='Celebrity Weekend in Cougar Town!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SawdbGvXRxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Dw7m5gNNnrA/s72-c/Zumba%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-2840953440014968170</id><published>2009-02-16T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T08:08:13.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the "Windy City"  Welcomes Tobias With Open Arms... (Picture was taken by the camera of Tobias)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238); TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303453684759425010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SZmnBwLSb_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/piU40RTrNnU/s400/IMG_0795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blungle&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With great honor, I am pleased to announce my love for the Chicago Cubs. Yep that's right, Tobias is no longer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;affiliated&lt;/span&gt; with the New York Yankees. Just as I did with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ninja&lt;/span&gt; Turtles when I was younger, I have moved on based on maturity. I can no longer like a team that has a payroll of over 207 million dollars. I can no longer like a team that treats people the way they treat people. I still hope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jeter&lt;/span&gt; gets out of their fast... I hope he follows my example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the Cubs you ask ask? I will tell you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love history, and the Cubs have a great history. Harry Carry, Sanberg, Dawson,(Everyone!)&lt;br /&gt;2. They are in the National League, the best baseball is in the National League&lt;br /&gt;3. Sweet Uni's&lt;br /&gt;4. C can stand for Carling&lt;br /&gt;5. They have Big Z (my favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pitcher&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;6. Their rival is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cardinals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Sweet Stadium&lt;br /&gt;8. I love Chicago&lt;br /&gt;9. I love Chicago Dogs&lt;br /&gt;10. I have been to their stadium and watched a game with my wife and mother in law.&lt;br /&gt;11. I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Soriano&lt;/span&gt; (who was mistreated by the Yankees)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This list could go on and on, but I am going to stop there. Go Cubs!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-2840953440014968170?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/2840953440014968170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=2840953440014968170' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/2840953440014968170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/2840953440014968170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-windy-city-welcomes-tobias-with.html' title='And the &quot;Windy City&quot;  Welcomes Tobias With Open Arms... (Picture was taken by the camera of Tobias)'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SZmnBwLSb_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/piU40RTrNnU/s72-c/IMG_0795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-1660816978201004779</id><published>2009-02-08T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:15:34.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "De-Yankeeization" Process has Just Begun!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SY_FgN5QziI/AAAAAAAAAUc/P9esg488ThQ/s1600-h/775eccda-93ee-4283-bfdc-a5416c32867a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SY_FgN5QziI/AAAAAAAAAUc/P9esg488ThQ/s400/775eccda-93ee-4283-bfdc-a5416c32867a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300672443714686498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blungle&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright... After what has happened over the off season (The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gazillion&lt;/span&gt; $ transactions) , and what just happened with A-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Roid&lt;/span&gt;!!! I have began the process of picking a new favorite baseball team. No I do not hate the Yankees, but I hate everything they stand for right now. I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jeter&lt;/span&gt;, and I always will. I have always said I would start to hate the Yankees if Barry Bonds signed with them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Isn't&lt;/span&gt; the fact that A-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Roid&lt;/span&gt; plays with them bad enough now? Did you guys watch his 60 min interview? What a joke!!! Will the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Stienbrieners&lt;/span&gt; let him go? I doubt it! Will somebody let the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Stienbrieners&lt;/span&gt; go!!! I hate them! Why are they spending the type of money they are? Again, I am not a Yankee hater yet, but I will not be cheering for them to win the World Series. As a matter in fact, I hope all of their transactions blow up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; face and they go bankrupt and have to sell the team to somebody else. I hope the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;brankrupcy&lt;/span&gt; also brings down the Dallas Cowboy organization since the Yanks formed a joint venture with the Cowboys to fund the billion $ empires. This season, I will begin looking for another team to cheer for. This list includes The Cubs, The Angels, The Braves, The Dodgers, The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Cardninals&lt;/span&gt;, and Padres. I like these teams as well. I am sure I will be able to choose a team that is interested in integrity and chemistry instead of paying a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;gazillion&lt;/span&gt; $ to not even make the play-offs. Again War the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;MLB&lt;/span&gt; kicking the %$% out of the Yankees this year! War MLB fans not allowing cheaters into the Hall of Fame, and War fans taunting A-riod this year for being a lier and a cheater!!! War the Yankees going Bankrupt... Maybe then the cleansing process would begin for that orginization.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-1660816978201004779?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/1660816978201004779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=1660816978201004779' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/1660816978201004779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/1660816978201004779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2009/02/de-yankeeization-process-has-just-begun.html' title='The &quot;De-Yankeeization&quot; Process has Just Begun!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SY_FgN5QziI/AAAAAAAAAUc/P9esg488ThQ/s72-c/775eccda-93ee-4283-bfdc-a5416c32867a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-4813441983631299067</id><published>2009-01-11T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:17:59.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas08+Start of 2009=Awesome!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 9px; "&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-25.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-25.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791347869733&amp;amp;site=widget-25.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791347869733&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-25.slide.com/p1/2522015791347869733/ms_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791347869733&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-25.slide.com/p2/2522015791347869733/ms_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791347869733&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-25.slide.com/p4/2522015791347869733/ms_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Dear Blungle;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Alright!!! As you can see from my slide show, we have been busy. All of these events deserve their own post. Instead you are going to get a top ten list of why Tobias' wife is the best ever, and why she is going to heaven!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;10- She puts up with Tobias. (Isnt this enough? This probebly should be #1...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;9- She is the best drummer I have ever seen on Rock Band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;8-She lets me watch any sporting event I want, not to mention she supports my addiction to the Utes, Yankees, Jazz,  and college football.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;7-She bought me a Wii for our anniversary, as well as NCAA for gamecube that plays on my Wii (the Wii's version sucks) for my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;6-Obviously she is smokin' hot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;5-She supports my addiction to technology. She carries an iPhone like the rest of the brethren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;4-She talks in her sleep, and makes me laugh everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;3-She not only puts up with me... she loves me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;2-She pushes me to strive for perfection in everything I do, eventhough sometimes it is like dragging a boat on land!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;1-Because she is Shell!!! I love you shell! Thanks for all of the memories thus far!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;As you can see Blungle, I love my wife. She is so important to my happiness here on earth, and in the next life. I hope you all feel the same way about your wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-4813441983631299067?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/4813441983631299067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=4813441983631299067' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/4813441983631299067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/4813441983631299067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas08start-of-2009awesome.html' title='Christmas08+Start of 2009=Awesome!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-8543536210704641838</id><published>2008-12-22T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T20:40:53.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When does $250 in damages bring a smile and a warm feeling inside?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SVBlq8yFtQI/AAAAAAAAASM/VdXLIrC6iMs/s1600-h/apple-logo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282834151450719490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SVBlq8yFtQI/AAAAAAAAASM/VdXLIrC6iMs/s400/apple-logo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear Blungle;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am done with finals, and getting ready for the holidays. Allow me to explain what has happened to me, and how Apple is making a killing on all of their products. Well I was cleaning the house, studying for a test, and watching ESPN all at the same time last week. I decided to head to the grocery store to get the basic necessities. I returned to my house, I tossed my Blackberry on the couch... This is what I have always done... I throw my Blackberry, and wallet on the couch on a daily basis... Well this time I learned my lesson! My wife's MacBook Pro laptop was sitting on the couch without it's protective case on... I put the biggest dent right by the apple logo... I did not even throw it hard, but it did not take much... I started to panic thinking I had broke the LCD screen as well, which I did not thank goodness. I tried to smooth out the dent with my man strength, but it was no use. I knew I had to pony up, and inform my wife of what I had done. She was a sweetheart, and so understanding. She just asked me to call apple, and see how much it was going to cost us. I did, and from my phone call this is what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282836974559173058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SVBoPRrmGcI/AAAAAAAAASU/omSXmuuz8Xc/s400/Brick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;$700 to fix the dent... I about *&amp;amp;&amp;amp;% a brick. I was beginning to sweat. Then he said, "well that is just a quote over the phone, if you brought the computer in, I could give you a better estimate". "A better estimate? how about you take a 0 off of that, and we can call it good", I replied. Anyways I took it up to the Apple Store, and the guy looked at it, and told me the "&lt;strong&gt;good news&lt;/strong&gt;". My wife's computer LCD screen is not attached to the casing... That means instead of $700 to fix it, it would only cost $250... I walked out of the store with a smile on my face, like I had just won the lottery... The moral to the story blungle, is look before you throw things.... You never know what is going to happen. Still $250 is still expensive for the outside shell. I wonder what Apple's markup on that piece is? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;War my wife for being Awesome, and understanding that her husband does stupid things sometimes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-8543536210704641838?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/8543536210704641838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=8543536210704641838' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/8543536210704641838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/8543536210704641838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-does-250-in-damages-bring-smile.html' title='When does $250 in damages bring a smile and a warm feeling inside?'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SVBlq8yFtQI/AAAAAAAAASM/VdXLIrC6iMs/s72-c/apple-logo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-5119587155212003298</id><published>2008-12-13T17:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:59:11.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review... THE PEACEGIVER...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SURk5CT7uxI/AAAAAAAAASE/LdRE1Dkdhl8/s1600-h/peacegiver_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279455594220862226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SURk5CT7uxI/AAAAAAAAASE/LdRE1Dkdhl8/s400/peacegiver_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Blungle....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a good book for you all to read. This book has been an eye opener for me. There are not alot of pages in this book(RiBONE). I think this book ranks in the Top 5 church books that I have ever read. I try to read a church based book, and another book a month; the other book was a book called POP! it was about economic bubbles and how they are good for the economy in the long run. I am not going to blog about POP! only because I had to write a 13 page paper on the book for my finance class. This book on the other hand... I could write 20 page paper on this book and still be smiling about it. I loved it so much, that I have asked Santa to bring me another book by Ferrell called &lt;em&gt;The Holy Secret...&lt;/em&gt; And Santa is going to bring me&lt;em&gt; The Tales of Beedle the Bard. &lt;/em&gt;Well allow me to give you a little bit about this book. If you want a good book that will help you become a better person, I would recommend you read this book. I did... I am not perfect, but I am on the path of perfection (not the Quest). Anyways cheers! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;(The following description is from the book review at Amazon.com.... Sorry P I forgot to put this in in the original post. I though I had since I copy and pasted it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick is a believer in Christ and father of four, but his marriage is locked in a miserable death spiral of petty arguments and wounded pride. Rick is crushed with self-pity and resentment toward his wife when his deceased grandfather begins visiting him in dreams in an effort to bring him to the peace and forgiveness promised by Christ. This homiletic storytelling in a nonfiction book may not work for everyone—the grandfather uses a patient Socratic approach to bring Rick along to enlightenment, and some readers may get bored as they race ahead of Rick's gradual realizations—but the sermon embedded in the tale is terrific. Ferrell offers powerful interpretations of two Old Testament stories: the relatively obscure encounter between David and Abigail (wife of Nabal) that takes place in 1 Samuel, and the better-known story of Jonah and Ninevah. In both, Ferrell finds archetypes of Christ and evidence of how the atonement is designed to make it as easy as possible for us to forgive others and thereby attain our own peace and salvation. The genius of this little book is to weave biblical insights back into the story of modern-day Rick and his wife—to show how moments of forgiveness not only stay life-and-death battles, but also the daily battles that lead to bitter estrangements of loved ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What does the atonement mean, practically speaking? How is Christ the answer to a strained relationship with a spouse, child, parent, or sibling? What if I am being mistreated—how can the atonement help me cope with that? How can I discover the desire to repent when I don’t feel the need to repent" And how can I invite others to do the same? These are the challenging, difficult questions of daily life, questions to which the gospel must provide answers if it is to have living, cleansing, redeeming power. The Peacegiver is a book about the answers to these questions. Unlike other books about the atonement, The Peacegiver is written as an extended parable. It tells the story of a man struggling, with the help of a loved one, to come unto Christ. IN reading the rich details of his often difficult journey, we find ourselves embarked on a personal journey of our own. His questions are our questions; his problems, our problems; his discoveries, our discoveries. Along the way, the truths of the gospel are unfolded with surprising clarity and power, illuminating aspects of the atonement that few of us have ever heard or considered before. These surprising implications show us the way to deep and lasting peace in our hearts and homes. "My peace I give unto you," the Savior declared. The Peacegiver explores in a deeply personal way what we must do to receive the peace he stands willing to give. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-5119587155212003298?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/5119587155212003298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=5119587155212003298' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/5119587155212003298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/5119587155212003298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/12/book-review-peacegiver.html' title='Book Review... THE PEACEGIVER...'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SURk5CT7uxI/AAAAAAAAASE/LdRE1Dkdhl8/s72-c/peacegiver_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-4438642579028466494</id><published>2008-12-06T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:19:11.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This happened.... I was so ticked!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/STtJnYauZbI/AAAAAAAAAR8/K5dalBcslq0/s1600-h/Brick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276892329312937394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/STtJnYauZbI/AAAAAAAAAR8/K5dalBcslq0/s400/Brick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Blungle; (Thanks Ri-bone for the picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture speaks for itself.... I really did drop a brick into the wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain.  For those of you who had asked me when I would be graduating from the University of Utah, I replied in May 2009.  I went to have the counselors sign me off for graduation. As he went over my transcripts, he said "You still have two classes to take for your IS degree that are offered in the Summer. You can still walk in May, but you need to still take some classes in the summer." That is when the brick fell out of my buttocks... I imagined myself strangling my counselor to make him say he was lying, and to never play a joke like that again on me... Obviously that did not happen or else I would be in the jail (but not for 15-30 yrs)  What is the purpose of walking if I have to come back to school in the summer I thought.... That is the dumbest thing I have ever heard. What does it mean... In the summer, when I introduce myself to the class, am I supposed to say my name is Tobias and I am a super senior? Or sorry teacher I don't care if I pass this class because I have already walked... sucker!!! Yes I am aware if I don't pass my class I do not get my diploma;  if that happens will they make me walk again? Does this open up the door for me to streak because I will not receive my diplomas for another 6 months anyways... Are they tempting Tobias? Anyways I was ticked but this is what I have to work with. My summer classes will be on Tuesday and Thursday night. They are both data base classes. I am now over it.. Just thought I would let you know. So when you receive my graduation announcement to walk in May think of me sitting back in undergraduate classes for another 3 months after walking... AHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-4438642579028466494?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/4438642579028466494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=4438642579028466494' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/4438642579028466494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/4438642579028466494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-happened-i-was-so-ticked.html' title='This happened.... I was so ticked!!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/STtJnYauZbI/AAAAAAAAAR8/K5dalBcslq0/s72-c/Brick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-4386151983922272083</id><published>2008-11-23T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:47:35.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UTAH  48                  AUSTIN COLLIE 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SSpDfzIBsmI/AAAAAAAAAQs/f9iEVS_njM4/s1600-h/24211560-740c-408d-b199-d0150259d548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SSpDfzIBsmI/AAAAAAAAAQs/f9iEVS_njM4/s400/24211560-740c-408d-b199-d0150259d548.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272100527369466466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would like to welcome in the holidays, it's officially Utemas... not only did I win a steak dinner from Outback and did not have to "Nair" my butt (sorry Dalen) but now I finally feel like justice has been served. We even did it without the help of Sakoda.  What's next?  Oh only a BCS bowl game... Anybody want to predict a loss? I hope so, so the U can prove you wrong again. If anybody told me before the rivalry game that Max Hall would have 6 turnovers and 5 of them picks, I would have called "bull%^*#." I think Max is a pretty good QB but what he said to the reporters after the game is was what coaches teach t-ball players these days. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max Hall said, "It's just a football game. It's a big football game. But to be honest with you, I'm going to go home with my wife and my family. I'm going to go home for Thanksgiving. And there's bigger things in life than football. But like I said, it hurt. Football is a big part of my life and there are definitely some things I can learn from.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 16px; font-family:'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SSpO_34J4eI/AAAAAAAAARM/CR-L1uvaXD4/s400/70e273fa-87eb-4bc5-b2e0-06e840bf0e20.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272113173028790754" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px;  font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Just take the loss, admit that it is more than a football game... you sure didn't say that last year. In fact, I remember you and Collie say something like when you are doing the right things, and living the right way heaven smiles down on you. What happened this year? I understand everyone plays a bad game, but what do you expect when you look at one receiver for every play in the game. Let me help you out... to be picked off. You should have been picked off three more times during the game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;On a positive note, Austin Collie you are a complete stud.  Everybody knew the ball was coming to you and Utah still could not cover you, most of the time.  I think Austin Collie is as good as any wide receiver in the country. As for Utah... they are obviously a bunch of Studs.  My game ball would have to go to two players.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SSpWVbUMIsI/AAAAAAAAARs/nQFv5k7RQCg/s1600-h/byuutahxtn4490_1122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SSpWVbUMIsI/AAAAAAAAARs/nQFv5k7RQCg/s400/byuutahxtn4490_1122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272121239900267202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Brian Johnson, and Paul Kruger. Brian... I know I have said some really mean things about you this year. Please forgive me. You played one heck of a football game. Paul I still have a small man crush on you; just a little one, and I  hope to see you in RED for two more years. Congrats to the Utes on the BCS bowl game. If you are wondering what me and my wife did after the game. We did our victory dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SSpXe7BQljI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ADuO_cyz9wI/s1600-h/IMG_2204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SSpXe7BQljI/AAAAAAAAAR0/ADuO_cyz9wI/s400/IMG_2204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272122502541252146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nothing makes a victory sweeter than being with a cute girl and enjoying a "RED" mango. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-4386151983922272083?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/4386151983922272083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=4386151983922272083' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/4386151983922272083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/4386151983922272083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/11/utah-48-austin-collie-24.html' title='UTAH  48                  AUSTIN COLLIE 24'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SSpDfzIBsmI/AAAAAAAAAQs/f9iEVS_njM4/s72-c/24211560-740c-408d-b199-d0150259d548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-1819080764768655325</id><published>2008-11-15T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:40:08.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling all Bets! Calling all Bets!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SR96V0jntVI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iexxFeZJQgM/s1600-h/sidelines.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SR96V0jntVI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iexxFeZJQgM/s320/sidelines.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269064604350657874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is finally here. The only game I want BYU to lose is finally here. The Utes are 11-0, and the Cougs are 10-1.  I would like to open up this post to trash talking.  I invite all members of the blungle to trash talk about this game.  I have already taken two bets on this game.  The first one, a dinner at Outback, with my co-worker Trent. The second, the "Nair" bet, with my co-worker's husband; I have so much confidence in my Utes, that I would put my "butt" on the line. The winner of this bet has to dip their buttox in naircream. Yeah I know that is sick, but hey we are men, and some times men do crazy things. We all know there is alot in stake for the Utes, as well as the Cougs.  For the Utes, a win would secure a spot for them in the BCS.  For the Cougs, a win would get them out of the Dallas Fort Worth Bowl, and into the Las Vegas Bowl...  Now I know this might not be a big deal for the Florida fan that follows Maximus Quo, the greatest blog ever. Yes I will admit that Florida will be playing for the National title, which I hope they win, but for some reason, the Florida fan, my blogging child, Jrod Bnut, author of Bnuts Bible, is always counting out my Utes. Please bnut repent, and tikes, I am sorry about your Tarheels. I really wanted Utah to play them in the BCS. Like I said before, I will be watching this game in a warm location, with good company(Ute fans). I will also have to cutest Ute fan ever there watching the game with me(Shell).  Anyways War my Utes running the table and breaking into the BCS. And Cougar Fans... I have a message for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SR-BCyDT5RI/AAAAAAAAAQc/EWENfqb-hu0/s1600-h/utah3.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SR-BCyDT5RI/AAAAAAAAAQc/EWENfqb-hu0/s320/utah3.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269071973842150674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Quest was over when you lost to TCU... Now its time for the Utes to pay it forward for the last two seasons.... LETS GET IT ON!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-1819080764768655325?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/1819080764768655325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=1819080764768655325' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/1819080764768655325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/1819080764768655325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/11/calling-all-bets-calling-all-bets.html' title='Calling all Bets! Calling all Bets!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SR96V0jntVI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iexxFeZJQgM/s72-c/sidelines.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-356888632479865817</id><published>2008-11-13T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:41:46.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah Please Come to Play on Saturday... Please...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SRznTGyFF1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/dvCxwDxSqJ8/s1600-h/Flag_football_fagscopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268339979540830034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SRznTGyFF1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/dvCxwDxSqJ8/s320/Flag_football_fagscopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear Utah Football team;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any players like these on your  team, please leave them home when you leave for San Diego... Please remember 2 yrs ago when the worst team in the league, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;UNLV&lt;/span&gt;, beat you. They not only beat you, but they pretty much insulted your mom as well. I know when you read you read articles like on ESPN like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Upsets are great, fun, exciting -- but they can also cost a team money and prestige. That's the pickle San Diego State is in as it faces Utah this week.&lt;br /&gt;It's possible that Utah could take the Aztecs lightly after such a dramatic win over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TCU&lt;/span&gt; and a crucial game against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; on the horizon. But Brent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Schrotenboer&lt;/span&gt; of the San Diego Union-Tribune writes that an upset could &lt;a href="http://www.signonsandiego.com/sports/aztecs/20081113-9999-1s13azfoot.html" target="_blank" shape="rect"&gt;cost the Aztecs $500,000&lt;/a&gt; in revenue-sharing, money the program desperately needs".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would also cost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; $500,000 in shared revenue. I guess what I am trying to say is come to play against the Aztecs.  Put up like 243 points against them to send a message to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cougs&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;unfortuntely&lt;/span&gt; will not be there in San Diego, and decided the Holy War was not worth camping out for.  I will be watching both games from the comfort of my home with other Ute fans. WAR the Utes playing Texas, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;UNC&lt;/span&gt; in either the Fiesta or Orange bowl.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Unwar&lt;/span&gt; Boise fans, Ball State fans', and any other person who claims that the Utes do not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;deserve&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-356888632479865817?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/356888632479865817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=356888632479865817' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/356888632479865817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/356888632479865817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/11/utah-please-come-to-play-on-saturday.html' title='Utah Please Come to Play on Saturday... Please...'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SRznTGyFF1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/dvCxwDxSqJ8/s72-c/Flag_football_fagscopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-449678090099392398</id><published>2008-11-06T22:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:49:05.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Attack to Man Crush in 4 Quarters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-95.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791344148885&amp;amp;site=widget-95.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791344148885&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-95.slide.com/p1/2522015791344148885/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791344148885&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-95.slide.com/p2/2522015791344148885/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2522015791344148885&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-95.slide.com/p4/2522015791344148885/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!!! WOW!!!! WOW!!! WOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shell(The cute one in the pictures) &amp; I, are loving tonight... GO UTES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to stop by the hospital to make sure my body was functioning after the blackout game where my Utes beat TCU. During the game, I believe I stopped breathing twice, my heart was broken about 50 times until about 47 seconds left in the game.  Then while TCU was driving down the field, My heart stopped pumping blood, and I have a sore throat(I would not be surprised if I wake up and I am unable to talk). My heart is good now, in fact, my heart has developed a man crush on about 12 Utah football players, all of which play DEFENSE!!! I am not going to say anything bad about Brian Johnson, I am glad he showed up for the last drive. He should be making sure that his defensive players had plenty of warm towels, soap, and warm water for their after game shower, or in other words he should be worshiping the ground they walk on. What won the game= Defense, KING LOUIE(War King Louie), and Luck!!! That was a nail biter, but a good win for the Utes.  War the Utes running the table in 2008-2009!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Shell for going with me, and Shortcake &amp; King Cole for driving us, finding us seats, and hanging out with us . That was Awesome!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-449678090099392398?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/449678090099392398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=449678090099392398' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/449678090099392398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/449678090099392398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/11/heart-attack-to-man-crush-in-4-quarters.html' title='Heart Attack to Man Crush in 4 Quarters'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-6077816039272067261</id><published>2008-11-04T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:27:28.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OFFICIAL BLACKOUT!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SREKb1HUy0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/LUEsgR5EhOs/s1600-h/UtahAllBlack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265000912603368258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SREKb1HUy0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/LUEsgR5EhOs/s320/UtahAllBlack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Thursday, The Utes will be playing one of the biggest games in school history. Yes my wife, who bleeds red, and I will be there to watch the #8 ranked Utes take on the #12 ranked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TCU&lt;/span&gt; Horn frogs. All fans going to this game need to wear black, because the Utah Utes are breaking out the Under Armor black unis.I already had my attire picked out 2 yrs ago. I have to admit... I am really nervous about this game. I think I will eat after the game because I am going to be sick to my stomach until Utah has a commanding lead. I tell you what I don't want to eat on Thursday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265004252402575810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SRENeO1gacI/AAAAAAAAAP8/3Fcp6ErtRSc/s320/humblepie-logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even though I like pie, I would rather eat pistachio pudding than a warm piece of humble pie on Thursday night!!!! In fact, I would like to never to associate the Utes and humble pie in a sentence ever again. You all know that I am not talking about food. What I am wondering is what Utah team is going to show up... Is Brian Johnson going to play out of his head, or is he going to turn the ball over ten times, and make King Louie(WAR KING LOUIE) score all of the points. Brian Johnson has the opportunity to pass up Alex Smith as the all time wins leader, as a QB, in school history. If I had my choice, I would ask Alex to come back and suit up for the Utes on Thursday, since he is not doing so hot in SF. I do give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BJ&lt;/span&gt; a lot of crap. I will admit Brian Johnson is a better QB than I will ever be, but I probably have read more books than Brian Johnson. Brian Johnson is faster than I am, and is a pretty good scrambler out of the pocket, but I blog and Brian Johnson does not. Brian Johnson has shown that he can play brilliant, but I could beat Brian Johnson at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;FIFA&lt;/span&gt; 2008. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All I can say is the Utes need to dig down deep, and find a way to win. ... If they can get through this game, and not play like a flag football team against San Diego &amp;amp; the team down south they can run the table. I know that Cougar Fans will be watching this game, wishing, hoping, and praying that the Utes take a dive...  As mentioned before, I will be there. I will be there with 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;milligrams&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Prozac&lt;/span&gt; in my system to settle my nerves. War the Utes running the table this year!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-6077816039272067261?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/6077816039272067261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=6077816039272067261' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/6077816039272067261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/6077816039272067261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/11/official-blackout.html' title='OFFICIAL BLACKOUT!!!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SREKb1HUy0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/LUEsgR5EhOs/s72-c/UtahAllBlack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-2242920912105575000</id><published>2008-10-30T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:49:30.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention!!! A must read!!! Scary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SQpuw81V8XI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-bTIjK-gEYk/s1600-h/deception.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263140901778485618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SQpuw81V8XI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-bTIjK-gEYk/s320/deception.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to the Webster, social &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Engeneering&lt;/span&gt;, in computer security,  is a term that describes a non-technical kind of intrusion that relies heavily on human interaction and often involves tricking other people to break normal security procedures. A social engineer runs what used to be called a "con game". For example, a person using social engineering to break into a computer network would try to gain the confidence of someone who is authorized to access the network in order to get them to reveal information that compromises the network's security. They might call the authorized employee with some kind of urgent problem; social engineers often rely on the natural helpfulness of people as well as on their weaknesses. Appeal to vanity, appeal to authority, and old-fashioned eavesdropping are typical social engineering techniques.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book, The Art Of Deception, by Kevin D. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mitnick&lt;/span&gt; is a book that helps recognize social engineers at work.  You will not believe the how these people gather their information, and then pose as legit people in your company or someone your company deals with on a regular basis. Then they pass a few manipulation techniques on you to get you to help them. They go after information that most people think as non-valuable. Then they go after more, and then like a puzzle they piece together an attack and walk away with millions,  or valuable personal information on other people or companies. I read this book for one of my Information Systems classes and now it is one of my favorite books. These people are professionals when it comes to reading people.  They are very calm during the attack.  The book says they target new employees, and helpful secretaries. They call video stores and pose as managers from other stores, and use proper company lingo and then attain customer credit card information. This is just a little example of the content in this book.  I do not want to spoil the book.  Please if you work with computers, or work with customer information, or work at all... Even if you don't work at all Please read this book. You will not be disappointed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-2242920912105575000?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/2242920912105575000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=2242920912105575000' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/2242920912105575000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/2242920912105575000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/10/attention-must-read-scary.html' title='Attention!!! A must read!!! Scary'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SQpuw81V8XI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-bTIjK-gEYk/s72-c/deception.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-7776816437490575698</id><published>2008-10-22T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:43:48.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got Tagged by Schmell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SP_wvUE1QbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Cxn5bqZ5J_A/s1600-h/IMG_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SP_wvUE1QbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Cxn5bqZ5J_A/s320/IMG_0497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260187585425523122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Blungle;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been tagged in the blungle for the first time by my smokin hot wife. The instructions were simple. Go into my pictures and select the 4th picture and write about it. This day was awesome. My wife's graduation day from the best school ever. Yeah that is right THE U!!!!!! I am so proud of her. She really worked hard, and I look up to her so much for her perseverance and dedication to being awesome. I was so glad to be a part of it. Now I know that most of the readers of Maximus Que do not like to be tagged. I will not be tagging anyone, but will take part in other peoples tags. Anyways great job Shell. What can I say besides my wife rocks. I am going to join you shell, and the rest of the University of Utah's Alumni in May 2009. Go UTES!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-7776816437490575698?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/7776816437490575698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=7776816437490575698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/7776816437490575698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/7776816437490575698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-got-tagged-by-schmell.html' title='I got Tagged by Schmell'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SP_wvUE1QbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Cxn5bqZ5J_A/s72-c/IMG_0497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-2635457460103728423</id><published>2008-10-20T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:39:56.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatcha talkin bout Tobias.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPysTWYTfRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/jLZeTqX3Wr0/s1600-h/reagan-metro-station.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259267913286909202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPysTWYTfRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/jLZeTqX3Wr0/s320/reagan-metro-station.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Blungle;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is a picture of where my dreams decided to take me, after I went to sleep. Why I was at a train station is mind boggling. What happened after that, is even more crazy. I started to look around at the trains. It was very dark, so I could only see the outlines of the trains. Then I looked at the roof of one of the trains, and I saw two white eyes looking at me in the darkness. Someone started yelling at me, and then the some lights came on, and I saw who it was on top of the train. It was Santiquin's celebrity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPyuuB2z9sI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Dqlmy6cSjNo/s1600-h/tbdgarycoleman021308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259270570657445570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPyuuB2z9sI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Dqlmy6cSjNo/s320/tbdgarycoleman021308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was wearing a little trench coat, with a black shirt on. He jumped off of the train and came running up to me screaming, "Get away from my train !" I looked at him stunned and said, "This is public property so this is as much as your train as it is mine." Then he unbuttoned his coat, and pulled out this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPywl-zvFkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/EwLaeYBP6oM/s1600-h/crowbar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259272631423538754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPywl-zvFkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/EwLaeYBP6oM/s320/crowbar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked even closer, and noticed that he was hooked up to an oxygen tank, and heart monitors with long cables. I started to laugh. He took a swing at me, but it was worse than the old knight on Indiana Jones, And the Last Crusades. In other words he could barely swing it, and stumbled to his knees. I pushed him over with one hand. He started to cry. I said," Sue me you baby... You can have your stupid train." Then I woke up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-2635457460103728423?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/2635457460103728423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=2635457460103728423' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/2635457460103728423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/2635457460103728423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/10/whatcha-talkin-bout-tobias-ive-got.html' title='Whatcha talkin bout Tobias.'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPysTWYTfRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/jLZeTqX3Wr0/s72-c/reagan-metro-station.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-8748776443890387043</id><published>2008-10-16T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:25:41.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poinsettia Bowl Bound BYU!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPga2FlwXlI/AAAAAAAAAOc/JwH9IZkgE9o/s1600-h/PBlogo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPga2FlwXlI/AAAAAAAAAOc/JwH9IZkgE9o/s320/PBlogo2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257982081470848594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear BYU fans;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that Max Hall, and the rest of the BYU team played like crap... Where was the defense? I am sorry that TCU mopped the floor with your team.  I am actually really mad that my Utes did not have this honor in the Holy War November 22nd. I was hoping for an undefeated meeting in the last game of the season, but unfortunately TCU was just too good.  Look on the bright side though... Your team will still be bowl eligible, and still ranked in the top 25.  By the way, you still have Air force and Utah to play. I am sure that your antidote for this loss would be to win out against the rest of the teams which is going to be really hard.  I must say "what did you expect,  other than TCU who have you played?" Nobody.. To your credit I think TCU is a better team that the ranking system has them. Anyways get ready for the Holy War. My wife and I will be there... rain or snow, sunshine or overcast you can bet your sweet butt we will be there... Man all this talk about a possible national championship, and if it all plays out you should make the Poinsettia Bowl.  I am sorry but after this loss, I must admit  I believe that UNC could beat you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-8748776443890387043?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/8748776443890387043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=8748776443890387043' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/8748776443890387043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/8748776443890387043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/10/poinsettia-bowl-bound-byu.html' title='Poinsettia Bowl Bound BYU!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPga2FlwXlI/AAAAAAAAAOc/JwH9IZkgE9o/s72-c/PBlogo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-4514836743171720837</id><published>2008-10-13T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:51:50.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear "i"idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPQ5UBms32I/AAAAAAAAANs/z1LDAhiwC6M/s1600-h/robber+kid.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPQ5UBms32I/AAAAAAAAANs/z1LDAhiwC6M/s320/robber+kid.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256889681239138146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear i-Thief(yes you white hat, white sweater boy!!!);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are part of the blungle, which I doubt it because you look like someone who would have a Facebook account, I have a message for you. It must be cool to know that you have stolen two iPhones from the at&amp;t store. What is even cooler is the fact that the alarms were disabled a week before and had you not sprinted for the door and slammed the doors against the walls, you could have walked out of the store without anyone knowing you had stolen two iPhones from off the wall... What I am trying to say is that you are stupid;the police or I would never have your picture. You would not have had to run your guts off or fall face down in the parking lot, while people chased you. You would not have almost got hit by that car.  I guess you forgot to implement stealth mode like they teach in all the robbing universities.  Lets just say you will never get to be a real Ninja without applying correct robber technique. Here is my message...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPaiTaEf1UI/AAAAAAAAAN0/eB1zTg0yh5U/s1600-h/_Media+Card_BlackBerry_pictures_IMG00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPaiTaEf1UI/AAAAAAAAAN0/eB1zTg0yh5U/s320/_Media+Card_BlackBerry_pictures_IMG00051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257568069301032258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are back!!!! Next time I will be ready to jump off the counter and pin you to the ground Macho Man, Randy Savage style. Try it if you dare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-4514836743171720837?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/4514836743171720837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=4514836743171720837' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/4514836743171720837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/4514836743171720837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/10/dear-iidiot.html' title='Dear &quot;i&quot;idiot'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SPQ5UBms32I/AAAAAAAAANs/z1LDAhiwC6M/s72-c/robber+kid.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-3161167480107168276</id><published>2008-10-06T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:58:52.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-46.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-46.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=2522015791339897926&amp;site=widget-46.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=2522015791339897926&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-46.slide.com/p1/2522015791339897926/ms_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=2522015791339897926&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-46.slide.com/p2/2522015791339897926/ms_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=2522015791339897926&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-46.slide.com/p4/2522015791339897926/ms_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Blungle;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope!!! I will not be writing another post about why I haven't blogged for so long.  I have taken the advise of Team Awesome and humbled myself and I take responsibility for my non-blogging sins... Anyways I hope you enjoy the slide show of the events that happened over the last week.  The highlights were definitely spending time with my smokin hot wife, spending time with family, and listening to The Utah Utes beat the Oregon State Beavers!!! We also finished out the week watching Pam and Doc run the marathon in St. George; those two are amazing for running that marathon as many times as they have. Maybe some day I will be brave enough to attempt the fate... I doubt it... I have trouble running if I can't watch Sportscenter or College Football. I don't think I would have the strength to carry a TV during a marathon. I would be worried about other things like my shirt rubbing my nipples raw to the point of bleeding like I saw on about 15 male runners...Ouch.... Well it was a fun week and I would like to thank all involved and Louie Sakoda for kicking a 37-yard field goal to beat the Beavers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-3161167480107168276?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/3161167480107168276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=3161167480107168276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/3161167480107168276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/3161167480107168276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/10/california-2008.html' title='California 2008'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-2158106359643813804</id><published>2008-09-15T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:54:44.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Have Not Blogged in 4 Weeks!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SM7du1NjEyI/AAAAAAAAANU/0Y8ZExrPrTY/s1600-h/donkey.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246374412560831266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SM7du1NjEyI/AAAAAAAAANU/0Y8ZExrPrTY/s320/donkey.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Blungle;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above is a picture of my life for the past month.  The picture of the donkey is a perfect representation of why I have not blogged in over  4 weeks. Some might even argue the Jack-Ass as a perfect representation of myself (for not blogging for 4 weeks(tikes)). Others might think I am a Jack-Ass all of the time... Anyways The packages= Moving, School Started, and yes I can understand all of my professors this year, except for my Java Programming Professor; sometimes he speaks wired things out of his mouth that are computer programming based Yikes!!!, my family, work, not sucking at anything except for blogging, College Football (watching my Utes dominate), fixing cars, yard work, and thanks to iPhone sales we now have an addition to Shell and Tobias' family; a Samsung 50 inch flat panel plasma(which I hardly watch due to my awesome schedule). I also have been visiting with Pam and Doc (Shells parents whom have just returned from serving a LDS mission in Chicago). What I am trying to say is that I have not had the time, but will be setting a goal to blog at least once a week.  Where have my blogging home teachers been? That is what I want to know. No smart comments on my last post telling me to update my blog? Well what can I say, except for I came back to the light on my own. I have been looking at other peoples blogs on my blackberry, so I know what is going on out there. Anyways look for more updates to come. I'm out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-2158106359643813804?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/2158106359643813804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=2158106359643813804' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/2158106359643813804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/2158106359643813804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-i-havent-blogged-in-4-weeks.html' title='Why I Have Not Blogged in 4 Weeks!!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SM7du1NjEyI/AAAAAAAAANU/0Y8ZExrPrTY/s72-c/donkey.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-1367474249893971289</id><published>2008-08-18T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:20:20.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Hills Ranch Wyoming 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpMP5bvPNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/FNmHPsrySng/s1600-h/Jackson+08+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236081352770534610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpMP5bvPNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/FNmHPsrySng/s320/Jackson+08+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Blungle;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right I went country on you for a weekend.... This is a picture of one of the coolest places in the US. What you are looking at is Red Hills Ranch, which is right by Jackson Wyoming. Since I married Shell, I have had the opportunity to attend, and take part, of a horse sale that happens once every two years. Shell's Dad, Steven H, announces the sale. He has done so since 1974. This ranch is owned by Wisconsin's Senator Herb Kohl. He is also the owner of the Milwaukee Bucks of the NBA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236083923911825330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpOljrl17I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Uk92sYN89rw/s320/Jackson+08+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here is a picture of Shell and I with the Senator. He really is a cool guy, and is fun to talk too. I love to talk about NBA players and NBA experiences with him. He really is a huge sports fan. I haven't dared to get into a political debate with him, for fear of me getting served a huge piece of humble pie because I did not know what I was talking about, so I just talk to him about sports and his beautiful ranch. His family also started the Kolh's Department stores. His ranch features two of the most spectacular stallions I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236090740555883138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpUyVqLooI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dlrNkyzwLEQ/s320/Jackson+08+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is a picture of Brian Cook, the current ranch manager, and Roulettes Ali, Red Hills Ranch's exclusive paint stallion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236091534481919746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpVgjQ5jwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/9l9HnsNuFEs/s320/Jackson+08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This horse is the most athletic horse I have ever seen. He is constantly pacing around any stall he is in. He does not like people messing around with his ladies... he protects them... what a guy huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236092947254992370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpWyyQP3fI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Pm-ldAkgflc/s320/Jackson+08+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is a picture of Mike, a fellow sale worker, and the Ranch's other stallion All Dressed In Black. I bet you can't guess where he gets his name huh... this stallion is really gentle, but I bet if I rode him he could put me about 10 feet in the air if he decided to buck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets see their offspring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236095003541976306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpYqehRNPI/AAAAAAAAAK0/-sgrAIJHZsQ/s320/Jackson+08+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look!!! Even these two baby stallions could not keep their eyes off of my smokin' hot wife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236095876394410306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpZdSJgYUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/28ezP6Zxy-A/s320/Jackson+08+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The stallions liked Shell, and this baby philly liked me. She was so tame. The horses were born last May; look how big they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236097042564023442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpahKeAhJI/AAAAAAAAALE/5jpOelK0NXA/s320/Jackson+08+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This philly had a blue eye and a brown eye. We also liked the picture because it shows how freakin' awesome the ranch is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236098327496939938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpbr9N42aI/AAAAAAAAALM/wJS_M92tNAc/s320/Jackson+08+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here are the ranch workers, and Steve(the second from the left) getting the yearlings (horses born last year) ready for the sale. They clip their hair, clean them off and at the same time try not to be kicked, bit, or trampled on. These horses are as good as wild, and they do not enjoy to be handled. Look at the cowboy attire!!! I felt so dumb... I brought Nike Shox, tee shirts, and baseball caps to be around horses and cowboys. I felt like I was being made fun of everywhere I went. I had to think fast, because I could not make or buy clothes out there. I did the only cowboy thing I could think of....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236101765265081586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpe0D5rxPI/AAAAAAAAALU/xeRPMx0BqUQ/s320/Jackson+08+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Every cowboy has a belt clip pocket knife. I put my Leatherman on my belt to fit in. After seeing my Leatherman on my side, the cowboys started taking me serious. My wife looked at me different... I think she liked me looking country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236103599901917602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpge2dMQaI/AAAAAAAAALc/tmksPBh-3GU/s320/Jackson+08+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is my father-in-law paint branding the horses for the sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236104251626698978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKphEyUfOOI/AAAAAAAAALk/J35It59JyvQ/s320/Jackson+08+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Look at this horses ears... it looks happy to be sold right? No. For the little time I have been around these animals I have noticed they flatten their ears out when ever they are about to act out, or are anoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236470624671775762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKuuSgRUPBI/AAAAAAAAAM0/NhqljMuJXPE/s320/Jackson+08+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is a picture of my father-in-law Steve(left), and the newly retired ranch manager Roger. Roger has been the manager of the ranch since the beginning. He is a really good friend of Steve's. Roger is one of the coolest cowboys I have ever met. Watching Steve, and Roger work with the horses is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are some pictures of the sale...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236105819108910850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpigBpXpwI/AAAAAAAAALs/IPwbi6fFLZY/s320/Jackson+08+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here is All Dressed in Black strutting his stuff for the crowd. The sale tent was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236106538412292834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpjJ5QqOuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/5ysYH15NZko/s320/Jackson+08+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the auctioneer on the left, Gale H, and my father-in-law on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236107501892274162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpkB-gMB_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/z3yi8u0EFW8/s320/Jackson+08+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here are the office ladies in the back doing the paper work, and taking money. I had a hot date with the one on the right. We even stayed in the same cabin. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236467255074732914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKurOXixu3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/axAnJ3WGJLs/s320/Jackson+08+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture of the ranch dog Jip. I would have loved to sell this dog in the sale because 4 years ago, it almost bit my hand off. I think he must have mistook me for a wolf or something. He has really settled down now, but I still have flash backs... he is now retired thank goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236468558393054610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKusaOyFFZI/AAAAAAAAAMs/3eBL8MR6sL8/s320/Jackson+08+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is one of the new ranch dogs. He has a brother that looks just like him. These dogs will fit in just perfect at the Red Hills Ranch, and the ranch will have less of a chance of possible lawsuits due to dog attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236108685853524482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKplG5GjAgI/AAAAAAAAAME/ks7fMLooj5Y/s320/Jackson+08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236109227376965218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKplmaby9mI/AAAAAAAAAMM/F8vb11i1Ymg/s320/Jackson+08+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236109798701574898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpmHqyMqvI/AAAAAAAAAMU/v5WsoUNOByc/s320/Jackson+08+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here are pictures of the cabin we stayed in. The first is my sweet wife walking up the road to see the horses. The last picture is what we were looking at while we were sitting on our front porch. There are tons of fish in this river. Did I go fishing? No... I hate the taste of fish, so they are better left alive in the river. However I do like steak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236466655188229154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKuqrcysHCI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PUFTwLUT2sI/s320/Jackson+08+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is Brian, the new ranch manager, cooking steaks... every year after the sale, it is tradition to eat steaks on the hill. They are so good... much better than fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To sum it up, it really was fun... the ending=not so fun! While we were driving back to Utah with five horses in the trailer, this is what happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236473031365210242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKuwel5vsII/AAAAAAAAAM8/tvkJJSYbz1Y/s320/Jackson+08+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236473540949040978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKuw8QP_31I/AAAAAAAAANE/mdHEmwN6sQQ/s320/Jackson+08+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We made it home in one piece, and the horses were so happy to get out of the trailer. I would have said they probably crapped their pants when the tire popped but they had been crapping since they got into the trailer... Anyways it was fun, and relaxing and I am so glad I got to spend a weekend with my wife Shell. She is officially the awesomest wife ever. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236477508025826770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKu0jKwzvdI/AAAAAAAAANM/AbKbuRx4YfI/s320/Jackson+08+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-1367474249893971289?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/1367474249893971289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=1367474249893971289' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/1367474249893971289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/1367474249893971289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/08/red-hills-ranch-wyoming-2008.html' title='Red Hills Ranch Wyoming 2008'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKpMP5bvPNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/FNmHPsrySng/s72-c/Jackson+08+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-2480441487046233671</id><published>2008-08-11T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:11:41.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Finals Week+Colonoscopy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKD-_-T9mHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qxbPiPXUVR8/s1600-h/funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233463142016456818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKD-_-T9mHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qxbPiPXUVR8/s320/funny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final 1=86%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final 2=91%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final 3= 90%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25 page paper= A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 page paper= A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colonoscopy= Negative!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how I pulled it off, and I am more happy with my Colonoscopy results than the others. Thanks Shell for all of your help, patience, and support. Wow I can't wait for the 25 of Aug to come around so I can start another fun Semester...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-2480441487046233671?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/2480441487046233671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=2480441487046233671' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/2480441487046233671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/2480441487046233671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/08/update-on-finals-weekcolonoscopy.html' title='Update on Finals Week+Colonoscopy!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SKD-_-T9mHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qxbPiPXUVR8/s72-c/funny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-7178870172879395295</id><published>2008-08-03T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:53:37.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life, even though hectic, always turns out in the "end".</title><content type='html'>Dear fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blunglers&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blunglets&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I know it has been a long time since I posted last, and for good reasons. My life has been busy, crazy, and freaking awesome all in the last month. Here are a few pictures of the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; parade and rodeo that I got to spend with my smoking hot wife &amp;amp; Family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230530718427800850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SJaT-dKoZRI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gme66l0XyCk/s320/24th,surgery+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230531179542701698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SJaUZS8_ZoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/KW05dbhgzgo/s320/24th,surgery+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230531702638155666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SJaU3voql5I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Kwm0076BfyA/s320/24th,surgery+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230532167166433298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SJaVSyI1mBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IOQjb97OLIg/s320/24th,surgery+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; As you can see Fiesta Days was awesome here in good old Spanish Fork. What came after Fiesta Days= Not so fun. I would like to explain to you my finals week. I had a 25 page group paper due+ a 3 page single spaced paper due on Monday the 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; in the same class and a final to be taken at 6 pm. After Monday, I had reviews for 2 other finals to be taken on Thursday &amp;amp; Friday morning. I also started a new 1 day clear liquid + 2 laxatives diet to be started on Thursday morning to get me ready for Friday's events. I took my final and then quickly went to work. The first laxative was at 2:00 pm; it started working at 4:00 where I quickly became unproductive at work. I took my second laxative at 8:00 pm, and it kicked in when I was home studying for my final (supposedly). Before I went to bed, my sweet wife made me some chicken broth. I could not drink anything else after midnight. We went to bed at midnight, and I woke up at 3:00 am to finish studying for my final I was going to take at 7:30 am up at the University of Utah. This final was in my finance class, yes the same finance class I posted about previously (see post titled "Professor Can you repeat that again? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!). Anyways I took my final, and quickly went home to pick up my wife. Then we started towards my destination. Here are some pictures of what happened to me after that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230541070565762706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SJadZB4p5pI/AAAAAAAAAJo/WMOt5hbprUo/s320/24th,surgery+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230541585431804882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SJad2_6SO9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/0eTiggeWYXI/s320/24th,surgery+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;40 hr work week+2 papers+3 finals+ new nephew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; born + &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;COLONOSCOPY&lt;/span&gt;!= one hell of a week. It pretty much was like me just bending over and taking the week up the butt (literally)minus the support of shell(the love of my life), and news of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; (he is awesome). This also explains why I haven't posted in a while. If it had not been for shell, I would not have been able to get through it all. I don't even remember the procedure, but I do remember my right arm's vein being blown from the IV. I got to be stuck twice. Shell held my hand through the whole thing and told me stories to get my mind off of the needles. Yep that's right, I am scared of two things, snakes and needles. Well its all history now, and I got some cool pictures taken by the Dr, which I will not be posting for fear of my colon getting distributed around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; due to my new found fame from my acting career(see previous post). After I woke up, Rachelle told me I told her that the MD found a wasp's nest inside of me. I was just happy that I did not tell her that the Dr found my head up there, because I know sometimes she thinks it is; sometimes I think it is, but pictures have proved otherwise. Anyways please forgive me for being a hypocrite and not posting for a while, and in words of the hippies peace. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OOOOOOOUT&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230545668035810210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SJahkoy7k6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/b7C0qBDaafE/s320/24th,surgery+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-7178870172879395295?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/7178870172879395295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=7178870172879395295' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/7178870172879395295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/7178870172879395295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-even-though-hectic-always-turns.html' title='Life, even though hectic, always turns out in the &quot;end&quot;.'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SJaT-dKoZRI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gme66l0XyCk/s72-c/24th,surgery+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-3378626272797322390</id><published>2008-07-14T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:53:37.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hollywood!!! Make Room For Tobias Maximus!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Bust out the "RED CARPET", and put up gates to keep the paparazzi from taking my picture every second... That's right Blungle... Tobias Maximus has been given his very own star in Hollywood Blvd!!! Only I will not be using my hands to imprint in the cement, I will just sit down... Many of you know I sell cell phones for at&amp;amp;t, home of the iphone. I was waiting for my break and it has finally arrived. Just watch the video, and take a peek at who sells this gentleman his iphone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c288654b3d915b7c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc288654b3d915b7c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331271295%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A0ADC1EBF37808F15272E84C89E303B2B1AC9CB.7A0E89CB2905A9952D9952EE3DC645543CBE19A5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc288654b3d915b7c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_-gUvk-ey-ow5jyYR09bx8eNchE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;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%3Dc288654b3d915b7c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331271295%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A0ADC1EBF37808F15272E84C89E303B2B1AC9CB.7A0E89CB2905A9952D9952EE3DC645543CBE19A5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc288654b3d915b7c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_-gUvk-ey-ow5jyYR09bx8eNchE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did you check out that iphone salesman? Yep that was me!!! I will even prove it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223043112982897378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SHv6CdPlYuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_4ka1lgbs6E/s320/Iphone+blend+guy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These guys head up one of my favorite websites, willitblend.com. I know Ribone will appreciate this website.  They blend all kinds of things: rakes, light sticks, wii paddles, Mario Cart paddles, ect...Anyways they got permission from the CEO of at&amp;amp;t to come to our store and take 3 of our 40 ipones we had on iphone launch day. The cool thing was is that those 40 phones were supposed to be enough for 170 people whom were waiting in line, some since mall closing hours the night before launch. I knew there was going to be a lot of angry people that day, and there was.  My reply was hey, "I'm not the savior, I can't make 200 iphones out of these 40 like the savior did with the bread and fish". I just don't have those kind of skills. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, I will be signing autographs and will pose for fan pictures for a small price. Thanks and enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-3378626272797322390?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c288654b3d915b7c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/3378626272797322390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=3378626272797322390' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/3378626272797322390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/3378626272797322390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/07/hollywood-make-room-for-tobias-maximus.html' title='Hollywood!!! Make Room For Tobias Maximus!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SHv6CdPlYuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_4ka1lgbs6E/s72-c/Iphone+blend+guy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-1264279190988797365</id><published>2008-07-11T00:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:53:38.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHELL!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SHcM2xG2L2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/JZbXMdqm3JA/s1600-h/new+pictures+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221656427993902946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SHcM2xG2L2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/JZbXMdqm3JA/s320/new+pictures+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear blungle,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am going to blog about a sensitive subject to me. I am going to express my appreciation for the most important person in my life, on one of the most important days of the year. On July 12th 25 yrs ago, in Payson Utah, a miracle was born. This miracle was to become my wife 20 years later. Yes Shell, you are a miracle! Everyday, and every talk, and every minute that I spend with you proves it even more. I am grateful for everything you teach me, and for the love and support you give me. I love the strength you possess to do what is right, and most importantly, I am grateful for you. I love you!!!! Thanks for being the most “Awesomest” wife ever! HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHELL!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-1264279190988797365?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/1264279190988797365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=1264279190988797365' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/1264279190988797365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/1264279190988797365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-shell.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHELL!!!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SHcM2xG2L2I/AAAAAAAAAI4/JZbXMdqm3JA/s72-c/new+pictures+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-90998911594234413</id><published>2008-06-30T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:53:43.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Powell 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkOmlFcnvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ZIAAg6a7NrA/s1600-h/lake_powell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217717699238207218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkOmlFcnvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ZIAAg6a7NrA/s320/lake_powell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear Blungle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it has been two weeks since I posted last. I am sorry, and I will try to never allow this to happen again. I was so busy planning for one of my favorites vacations of the year. What you are looking at is what the Celestrial Kingdom is going to look like, minus the majority of the people who go there... My friends this is a picture of Lake Powell. Allow me to summarize our trip. FUN!!! No Cell Phones, No School, and No Work. This place, although very hot, is one of the coolest places ever. I was so glad that I got to be with my wife and family for the short time we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217719602389357714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkQVW4ClJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1Yyy8wMukiA/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; For all of you who do not know my amazing smoking hot wife, here she is. She is a looker, and dresses up to the T for all occasions. This is us on one of our many boat trips. We went with a family of BYU fans minus us and the Chipmunk crew. I had to support my schools colors even though I knew I was going to be ridiculed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217725210024181458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkVbw8XftI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rtE9dulckpk/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217728290043522834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkYPC6M7xI/AAAAAAAAAF8/jx91V0wAfZo/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is one of my favorite spots in Lake Powell. We come here every year. If you didnt know... &lt;em&gt;The first people to live in the area now covered by Lake Powell were the Paleo Indians. They were nomads who hunted mammoths and bison. The climate was cool and wet at the time. When the climate changed in 6000 BC, the animals moved away. In about 200 BC, the Anasazi Indians lived there. They developed a system of irrigation, made excellent pottery, and drew petroglyphs on rocks.&lt;br /&gt;The peak of the Anasazi civilization was from 1050 to 1250 AD. They built Defiance House, an Anasazi village that is located in a canyon called Forgotten Canyon. Today it is the most visited ruin on the lake. Soon after the Anasazi's peak of civilization, they mysteriously disappeared. It is speculated that their disappearance was due to a drought, soil depletion, over population, disease, or wars with other Indian tribes. &lt;/em&gt;I got this information from Lake Powell.com.. Anyways I am sure this cave sheltered some of these Indians. I even did the Braves Tomahawk Chop, while inside the cave, in honor of the Indians that lived there, and in honor of Team Awesome.The above pictures are of Shell, and I riding on the tube, and Shell, and Alyssa (aka oldest child of the chipmunk crew), and I swimming in the sweet cave&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkaSsyjbgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6TRPYO-Xg0U/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217730551848594946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkaSsyjbgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6TRPYO-Xg0U/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkbkB0ZV8I/AAAAAAAAAGc/IdZtbHVJUmw/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2008+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkZ2M37rAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/LUpUhQwXFIQ/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2008+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217730062244883458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkZ2M37rAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/LUpUhQwXFIQ/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is a picture of the house boat. It's name is the "Milky Way". I love this boat, and I have a lot of childhood memories on this boat. Shell is sitting inside with my Aunt Kristian. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217735433320317234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkeu1sGwTI/AAAAAAAAAGk/PBuK5d_9ZNg/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We had to take a picture with the captain, and the boat's first lady. These two people are what make Lake Powell really fun. They are my Grandparents, and two of the sweetest, coolest, awesomest people ever to live on this earth. We Love you Grandpa and Grandma Carling!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkf_CsSI8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/yWPgqRXr3hA/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217736811200259010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkf_CsSI8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/yWPgqRXr3hA/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkgT5ow3_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/IyTw6JyjbIk/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217737169546829810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkgT5ow3_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/IyTw6JyjbIk/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217743648627478626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkmNCF90GI/AAAAAAAAAH0/tZAMHOOatmA/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the things we look forward to every year. Yep!!! Boating!!! This is me acting gay on the tube, and holding on for my life (I reached speeds over mach 3). And of course me and Shell rode the love tube together.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkh866vEVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oZoX6tei-cE/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217738973776908626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkh866vEVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oZoX6tei-cE/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We even cooked our own food... This is me, and my Brother-In-Law Conrad getting ready to put lighter fluid on some charcoal. My father is holding the matches...Yep Scary!!! I have to admit, when he asked me to help him light the charcoal, I had flashbacks from the last time he and I handled flammable material. I have to say at least this time I walked away with all of my hair on my body, and no burn marks... We are improving... I still will call professionals for household issues...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other Cool Pictures:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkjokkFTNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VUB8HFmt4EY/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217740823202188498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkjokkFTNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VUB8HFmt4EY/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkkLYqYyNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/8os8QlE4UZw/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217741421302827218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkkLYqYyNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/8os8QlE4UZw/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkknQSvriI/AAAAAAAAAHU/85nwpwuBAeA/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2008+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217741900092517922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkknQSvriI/AAAAAAAAAHU/85nwpwuBAeA/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGklQlw1zXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5tytKdSS_uM/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2008+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217742610230529394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 325px" height="260" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGklQlw1zXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5tytKdSS_uM/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+038.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkoDUsu9xI/AAAAAAAAAIE/CsmEpplNAtc/s1600-h/Lake+Powell+2008+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217745680846485266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkoDUsu9xI/AAAAAAAAAIE/CsmEpplNAtc/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217748714379002242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkqz5fPwYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/O_VnFix9HCI/s320/Lake+Powell+2008+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a picture of all involved, minus Kami &amp;amp; Cody Adamson(mama and papa of the Chipmunk crew),whom were taking pictures. This picture was taken in the Anasazi Restaurant in the Bullfrog Marina. It is a tradition that we eat at this restaurant before we go home every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In honor of Tikes, I must do my various thank yous for the trip:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Shell for keeping me warm at night, and for loving and hanging out with me, and for holding my wallet and phone in the boat. Thank you Mom and Dad for the fun vacation and all of your hard work. Thank you to Grandma for trying to kill all of the Bugs with spray and a fly swatter while we were playing games at night. Thank you to Grandpa for being Grandpa. Thank you Children of the Chipmunk Crew for making us laugh everyday. Thank you Kami for playing games, and taking pictures of Rachelle and I. Thank you Cody for helping us tie the house boat back up after the wind storm, and for taking the cousins on hikes. Thank you Conrad for scaring my wife by putting your hand in her hair pretending it was a bat at night. Thank you Kallie for feeding the carp throw up at the Halls Crossing Marina, and for hanging out with us. Thank you Ken and Kristian for just being awesome on the trip. Thank you Allen family for making fun of me because I did not graduate from seminary, and for all the entertainment provided. Thank you Kasey for serving a mission and for not being with us even though we missed you. &lt;strong&gt;UN-thank you&lt;/strong&gt; to Addy for not coming because we missed hearing church lullabies at night. &lt;strong&gt;UN-thank you&lt;/strong&gt; to Kory and Ali for not coming, even though we understand; Easton will be precious when he arrives. &lt;strong&gt;UN-thank you&lt;/strong&gt; to the heat, and to our beer drinking, swear word happy neighbors. &lt;strong&gt;UN-thank you&lt;/strong&gt; to gas prices, and to people, male &amp;amp; female, wearing swimming suits they should not have been (you know what I mean)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-90998911594234413?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/90998911594234413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=90998911594234413' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/90998911594234413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/90998911594234413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/06/picture-taken-by-me-after-hitting-boat.html' title='Lake Powell 2008'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SGkOmlFcnvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ZIAAg6a7NrA/s72-c/lake_powell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-386920583867293745</id><published>2008-06-13T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:53:43.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The E-Phone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SFMNP3BoIZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/eBt0399EPvE/s1600-h/IMG00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211523759917769106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SFMNP3BoIZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/eBt0399EPvE/s320/IMG00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alright... I have had it. Kory and BNut, stop drooling over the picture of this phone because it is fictional. The reason for this post is however non-fictional. Since the announcement of the new Apple iphone, the phones have been ringing off of the hook at at&amp;amp;t. I feel like each customer is reading a script because the questions are the same. When does this phone come out? Will it be able to wipe my kids butt? Will it make a cup of coffee in the morning? Will it mow my lawn? Will it fix my sprinkling system? Will it get service in Idaho or Genola? Does it come in Rainbow with Unicorn pictures? Can you get WNBA themes on it? PEOPLE!!!! Don't you blog? Don't you ever look for information online? &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/iphone/"&gt;http://www.apple.com/iphone/&lt;/a&gt; "Go to this website, and do some research" I tell them. By the way the new phone still wont picture message... I do not understand. That is why I will still be packing my dingleberry come July 11th(the launch day). I do not understand why Apple is still not allowing the coolest phone on earth to not picture message. Unless, they are like every other corporation (which they are), and they have the next five iphones in the hands of their corp testers(in China), one of which picture messages but is not due out untill 2020. Anyways I thought I would vent a little bit about the subject. Thanks for reading... By the way Dr. P This picture was taken with my dingleberry. My dingleberry is totally awesome, and so is the new Weezer CD...Word..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-386920583867293745?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/386920583867293745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=386920583867293745' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/386920583867293745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/386920583867293745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/06/e-phone.html' title='The E-Phone...'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SFMNP3BoIZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/eBt0399EPvE/s72-c/IMG00034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-2603746436704995794</id><published>2008-06-04T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:53:43.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fore!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SEa0Nn9t2EI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xD9zBsg5A2k/s1600-h/swindr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208048165259696194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SEa0Nn9t2EI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xD9zBsg5A2k/s320/swindr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will explain the picture later. I went out on my first golf outing of the season yesterday. In fact, I felt like I did a sports triathalon after the day was done. The day was crazy. Earlier that day, I got a text message from Tikes inviting me to go golfing with He, Hub, and J-Rod at Gladstand. I told him that I would see how things went through out the day, and I would inform him later that day if I was going to make an appearance. Plus I feel bad because their first friend in the Carling family has left them hanging (Kory aka Rainbow Unicorn Lover). I needed to release some stress, so I decided to go, even though I had a softball game, bishops interview, and test I needed to study for. I went knowing that I would probably have to take off early. I was a little embarrassed because I knew that I was going golfing with veterans. I was afraid to pull out the driver for fear of something happening. I did not say anything. My first drive was good, short game sucked but hey what can I expect, it was my first outing. At the famous hole 12, I was sure that I was going to be able to showcase my talent. The Magic did not happen, and I hit a shot off of the left side of the fairway in the trees. I decided to take Dr P's advice and not fetch my ball. I have to say he was right, hitting balls into trees and not searching for them was sort of relaxing; it's kind of like littering only you do not have to feel bad about it because it is accepted in society... Anyways the magic happened on the first new hole on the back nine. After watching J-R0d hit the ball a million yards, Straight down the fairway, It was my turn. I felt like Robert Redford did on the Natural. I knew something was going to happen. In fact I was humming in my mind the theme song to the movie. I started my swing, and hit the ball. I was right the magic happened. Now back to the picture(to be continued). This is a picture of a Sidewinder Rattlesnake. I hate snakes, but this picture sums up my magic golf driver skills. For those of you who do not know how a sidewinder travels on the ground, watch it on google. The picture expains it. It does not travel straight, it travels sideways. I very seldom hit my driver straight. The new hole was totally shaped to fit my unique talant. I hit it perfect right down the middle of the fairway... Not to mention that the hole's fairway bends right. Yep thats right I slice the ball better than anyone with my driver. I should give lessons to the PGA, and they should give me lessons on how to drive the ball straight. It would be a give give situation. This however did not bother Tikes, because he was to busy calling me Oprah boy, because I am an advid watcher of the O show. The next hole Tikes, and J-Rod both out drove me with a 3 iron vrs my driver. I need some help with my golf swing, not my choice of TV programs. Maybe I just need to weigh a buck twenty five soaking wet, hit DCI clubs, and drive in a cart with Tikes next time. Maybe it was the sound of Hub's driver he recieved from President Bush? I don't know why I hit the ball like a pansy, buts it's only a golf ball. In my softball game, I crushed the ball. Anyways it was fun, and even though I did not get to play the last couple of holes due to softball, I got the good'ol clubs dirty. Thats what matters in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-2603746436704995794?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/2603746436704995794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=2603746436704995794' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/2603746436704995794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/2603746436704995794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/06/four.html' title='Fore!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SEa0Nn9t2EI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xD9zBsg5A2k/s72-c/swindr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-5087726876615585514</id><published>2008-06-02T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:53:44.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Stress Stress!!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry I know it has been a long time since my last post. I know what you are thinking… If you forget about you blog, it comes back to bite you in the end… It is not that I was not online, because I have made many comments on other posts. I could not find anything happy to blog about… My life is crazy right now so crazy that ESPN can no longer make my stress levels go away. I have decided to share with the Blungle what my favorite things to do when I get stressed out. Hopefully these things might be helpful for you when, or if, your life gets difficult or out of sync. I mix these things with more important things such as praying and fasting. Hopefully they help.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207410867111998946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SERwl_W4NeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YiR79TcRbAo/s320/golds+gym.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gold's Gym. This has helped me go to sleep at night. Lately I was been running on the Eliptical for 1 1/2 hrs. After that I lift till I can no longer feel my muscles. This helps me go home and fall right to sleep after a hot shower. Lifting weights is one of my favorite things these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207412335438062914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SERx7dTF5UI/AAAAAAAAAEg/G3AvXPjhAdc/s320/lord+of+the+rings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A good movie is just the perfect thing to pull you out of reality for awhile. Lately I have been watching the Lord of the Rings Trilogy. After that I plan on watching the Harry Potter series. I usually fall asleep to these movies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207413141912983730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SERyqZpsmLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qQsqCZVK7Nk/s320/ipod.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ahhh!!! One of the greatest inventions the world has ever seen. For those of you who do not have an Ipod, I feel sorry for you. I love mine, in fact I have two. I have a 30 G video, and an 8 G Nano. My favorite song right now is by Chris Isaak and its called I Wonder. I am going to put it in my blog playlist for those of you whom have never heard of it. When life gets stressful I go to the basics. The basics for me is Jack Johnson, Counting Crows, and Music from Haiti. An ipod is a must have in stressful situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207415660980728178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SER09B6P8XI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cOI3HP2nIXM/s320/red+mango.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have saved the best for last!!!! Really this item deserves its own post because it is that good. I should never be aloud to blog again because I have not shared my love for this item with you before. For those of you wondering, No I do not own stock in this company yet. What I write about this item comes straight from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, I have considered ice cream to be a food for thinking moods. When I am trying to figure out tough situations I usually resort to silence, and a bowl of my favorite ice cream flavor. Well I have found a substitute for ice cream. Yes something that will soon do to ice cream as mp3’s have done to CD’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you are looking at is a blessing from heaven and its located in Salt Lake City (Coming soon to Orem). The place is called Red Mango. It is authentic frozen yogurt, and it is to die for. I would like to personally thank the Ercanbrack family for sharing with me this great secret. I would like to pay it forward and share with you where it is located and advise you to drop everything, get in the car and drive to SLC. You will not be disappointed. It helps with dealing with thinking issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redmangousa.com/"&gt;http://www.redmangousa.com/&lt;/a&gt; Here is the website check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· 6950 South Park Center Dr.&lt;br /&gt;· Salt Lake City, UT 84121&lt;br /&gt;· Phone: 801 733 0531&lt;br /&gt;· mon-thurs: 10:30am-10pm&lt;br /&gt;· fri-sat: 10:30am-midnight&lt;br /&gt;· sunday: closed&lt;br /&gt;Here is the address, phone number, and when they are open. Tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have shared with you these things, but I am always looking for better ways of dealing with stress, life, and school. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-5087726876615585514?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/5087726876615585514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=5087726876615585514' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/5087726876615585514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/5087726876615585514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/06/stress-stress-stress.html' title='Stress Stress Stress!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SERwl_W4NeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YiR79TcRbAo/s72-c/golds+gym.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-1947249341072709649</id><published>2008-05-14T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:53:44.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Professor Could You Repeat That Again?  AHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SCuQ6qcp06I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gjVm6IsXTtM/s1600-h/manpullinghairout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200409532230652834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SCuQ6qcp06I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gjVm6IsXTtM/s320/manpullinghairout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I had to find a picture that explains exactly how I feel. I know there are many of you who will be able to relate to this post. I started school again and I am taking 9-credit hrs at the University of Utah. I feel good about all of my classes but one. My Finance 4040 class has me sitting on the edge of my seat. I know what you are thinking… Kody You are a Finance Major. Why are you so worried about this class? The material should be easy but let me share with you some stories that will give some history about the issues at hand…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take you back to a classic movie called “Wayne’s World”. Remember when Wayne, Garth, and the crew were ordering donuts. Do you remember the kinds of tricks they were playing through the ordering intercom? They used to purposely try to get make it difficult for the attendant to take their order by silently mouthing every other word in their order and then they would crack up about it. I feel like the attendant in this class, only in the movie he repeated the order back flawlessly; I do not have those kind of mean skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another movie example.&lt;br /&gt;In Charlie Brown, every time an adult spoke the audience could not understand. All you hear is whaw whaw whaw!!!!! Sure Charlie and his crew understood but I remember when I was a kid I would always be mad because I could not understand the adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do not understand what I am trying to say, go watch a foreign film in a language you do not understand without sub titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not the fact that I do not understand finance. It is the fact my teacher is from freaking Vietnam!!!! Now I am all for foreign teachers teaching at Universities. I have taken math/stat classes, and marketing classes by teachers from India. I had another finance class by a teacher from Austria. These professors spoke great English!!!! I have been able to dodge this bullet for 5 years until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do you get the picture? Not only do I have to know and understand what finance equation or theory to apply, but I also have to worry about what the hell my professor just said. Seriously when he talks I look around the class and everyone has the same look on their face. I had to just laugh today after he tried to explain the CAPM equation. After he was done he mumbled, “ Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth?” in broken English. I being the movie lover that I am, related this to the movie “Rush Hour”. In the movie Jackie Chan says the same thing to Chris Rock. I wanted to reply back to my professor the same way Chris did by saying “Aint nobody understand the words that are coming out of your mouth!” I decided that would not have been a good idea. This is the first class where I am going to rely heavily on the book and my classmates to get me through. I cannot drop the class because I want to be done with my finance classes by December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for Me!!!! Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-1947249341072709649?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/1947249341072709649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=1947249341072709649' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/1947249341072709649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/1947249341072709649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/05/professor-could-you-repeat-that-again.html' title='Professor Could You Repeat That Again?  AHHH!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SCuQ6qcp06I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gjVm6IsXTtM/s72-c/manpullinghairout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-6840464201372943578</id><published>2008-05-01T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:53:45.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can see the light!! Almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SBp7Asve2QI/AAAAAAAAACE/yIRciR-TSBo/s1600-h/pic06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195600372065818882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SBp7Asve2QI/AAAAAAAAACE/yIRciR-TSBo/s320/pic06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I finally finished the spring semester at the University of Utah. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel now since I will be finished with my undergraduate degree in December. What sucks about finishing this semester is that I have to start summer school on the 12th of this month. I do get a week that to spend with my wife, and to catch up on some yard work. I would also like to do some golfing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am afraid to get out of school, because I have forgotten what it is like not to be running around like a beheaded chicken to get everything checked off of my huge list to do for the day. I also hear that when you get out of school you immediately go bald, have kids, and get a huge calling in the church. I just don't know if I am ready for all of that responsibility. I don't know is this true? I have also heard the pressure to buy a mini-van doubles. I want to know if I am missing something else, or if this information is true. The only thing I can do is leave it open for discussion to all of the participants of the Blungle. What do you think? What is supposed to happen when you graduate from school?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-6840464201372943578?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/6840464201372943578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=6840464201372943578' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/6840464201372943578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/6840464201372943578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-can-see-light-almost.html' title='I can see the light!! Almost'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SBp7Asve2QI/AAAAAAAAACE/yIRciR-TSBo/s72-c/pic06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-6376796925346708734</id><published>2008-04-20T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T07:36:49.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I want to pack in my backback.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a3f63a28a3a4afee" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da3f63a28a3a4afee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331271295%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D67C449D5A990CC22B6BFCC636E52AEB2D892FD41.64A77C82094CFF728AF34ED283B8787296EE3C1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da3f63a28a3a4afee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy4x1v4HyI7cR2CFbBAico9u6vTY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da3f63a28a3a4afee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331271295%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D67C449D5A990CC22B6BFCC636E52AEB2D892FD41.64A77C82094CFF728AF34ED283B8787296EE3C1B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da3f63a28a3a4afee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy4x1v4HyI7cR2CFbBAico9u6vTY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; If the next government eliminates gun permits, fear not because I have a solution for you.  Why wasn’t this type of gun made before real guns?  Think about all of the people that could have been saved.  Seriously there would be no killing,  just “netting”.    If everyone carried one of these there would be less crime, because of fear of being netted. The video clearly shows that you are able to catch multiple people with one shot. Watch there is proof that this gun could catch a bear.  Try to do that with a 9mm. A machine gun probably could, but how many civilians have one of those? Lets face it guns are for cowards.  Now you can catch your opponent and fight using hand to hand combat like in the old days. I hope I have one of these babies wrapped up under the Christmas tree this year with my name on it.  Yeah baby!!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-6376796925346708734?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a3f63a28a3a4afee&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/6376796925346708734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=6376796925346708734' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/6376796925346708734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/6376796925346708734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-i-want-to-pack-in-my-backback.html' title='What I want to pack in my backback.'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-8412430728882922406</id><published>2008-04-13T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:53:46.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanish Fork Africa!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SALTRGzhFHI/AAAAAAAAABk/GqQsq-f6fZ0/s1600-h/Pictures+kasey+bday,+lion+pictures+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188942011522159730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SALTRGzhFHI/AAAAAAAAABk/GqQsq-f6fZ0/s320/Pictures+kasey+bday,+lion+pictures+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright!!! I do not know where to begin. Last Saturday I was cleaning the house and watching the Masters on TV, when my father-in-law calls to tell us our neighbor had a lion out in his yard. I did not think anything of it because I thought he was talking about a mountain lion. Rachelle and I changed our cloths, and I put on my running shoes just in case I needed to out run the lion. When we arrived, this is what we saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some other cool pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188942612817581186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SALT0GzhFII/AAAAAAAAABs/WacjzTEsnec/s320/Pictures+kasey+bday,+lion+pictures+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188943007954572434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="166" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SALULGzhFJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rXqutyVLKwM/s320/Pictures+kasey+bday,+lion+pictures+007.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SALVB2zhFKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KLv_Gsq65eI/s1600-h/Pictures+kasey+bday,+lion+pictures+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188943948552410274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SALVB2zhFKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KLv_Gsq65eI/s320/Pictures+kasey+bday,+lion+pictures+017.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was as close as I have ever been from a lion. He was amazing, and so tame. Our neighbor is an attorney for a guy who trains animals for Hollywood. This guy has had bear cubs at this house as well. This lion behaved better than any dog I have been around .Except when they tried to put him back in his cage. He did not want to go in, so the trainer had to toss a couple pieces of chicken in the pen to tempt the lion to get in. Anyways this experience beat any zoo experience that I have had in my life time. For all of you who are wondering the kinds of safety measures the trainers used just relax. He had it covered. He had a two foot electric fence around his yard that was hooked up to a car battery. It was totally safe. The last time I checked lions could only jump one foot off of the ground. Just kidding, really this lion was well trained. I did get to see a mountain lion as well and two wolves in his trailer. The lion's name was Muffasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-8412430728882922406?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/8412430728882922406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=8412430728882922406' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/8412430728882922406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/8412430728882922406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/04/spanish-fork-africa.html' title='Spanish Fork Africa!!!'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/SALTRGzhFHI/AAAAAAAAABk/GqQsq-f6fZ0/s72-c/Pictures+kasey+bday,+lion+pictures+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651035437802409317.post-102360080534805024</id><published>2008-04-11T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T23:25:39.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tobias Maximus Has Arrived</title><content type='html'>I would like to give a shout out to all of my peeps to let you know I have finally joined the blogging nation.  Hopefully I will not bore you with my blogging creativity skills. I was given the nickname "Tobias Maximus" partly by my niece McKenna, and my brother-in- law Cole. When McKenna was young, she could not say her k's, so she called me "Toady". From there on out, I have been called "Toady" by Rachelle's side of the family. The "Tobias Maximus" name was knighted to me at a camping trip in Sun Valley Idaho. The boys got a taste of my sweet strength, and nicknamed me after the Gladiator "Maximus Decimus Meridius". Please feel free to call me what you like. Thank you for visiting my blog, and I hope to bring you many laughs, tears of joy, and "aw "ish wonder by the content I will be posting on this blog. Even though this blog was created by a male, I do have a sensitive side and will accept cutesy comments from all of you. Happy blogging!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5651035437802409317-102360080534805024?l=tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/feeds/102360080534805024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5651035437802409317&amp;postID=102360080534805024' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/102360080534805024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651035437802409317/posts/default/102360080534805024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tobiasmaximus.blogspot.com/2008/04/tobias-maximus-has-arrived.html' title='Tobias Maximus Has Arrived'/><author><name>Tobias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272807119694532156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jh7BGt3EQSo/TL3b2eIGSmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8qqY_3-OCRg/S220/IMG_8785.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
