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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UHRHo7fyp7ImA9WxNWFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426</id><updated>2009-10-14T00:27:15.407-07:00</updated><title>Random Musings of a  Deranged Soul</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>125</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AHQn47eip7ImA9WxJaFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-1897926059365874733</id><published>2009-08-06T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:48:53.002-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-06T18:48:53.002-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="my thoughts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dad" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poems" /><title>Pappa Bear</title><content type="html">Watching waiting wondering.&lt;br /&gt;Are you there? Do you look down on me with pride, or disgust. &lt;br /&gt;I am not the man we planned on me being, and yet I am a shadow of him.&lt;br /&gt;There is still hope for me, that I can become half the man and father that you were, that you still are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two kids now, a wife and a mortgage... &lt;br /&gt;I push carts pappa bear. I push carts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch the sprinklers now, more and more.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering when it will be the last day I can. &lt;br /&gt;It is only a matter of time. I am still reeling from that day.&lt;br /&gt;You left so suddenly, but we all knew how you felt. &lt;br /&gt;You loved us, you still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No degree, still struggling...&lt;br /&gt;I push carts pappa bear. I push carts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikey makes me laugh; a complete joy.&lt;br /&gt;You would have loved his so, but you left too soon.&lt;br /&gt;I know you can see him down here, running in the sprinklers.&lt;br /&gt;He knows you, mom has made sure of that. Pappi.&lt;br /&gt;We miss you, more than we knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried about the future, no reserves left.&lt;br /&gt;I push carts pappa bear. I push carts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much on my mind; I do not sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder lost through the day.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you and your guidance; your love.&lt;br /&gt;Now you love us in ways we can't see or feel.&lt;br /&gt;Little consolation; yet you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I push carts pappa bear. I push carts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-1897926059365874733?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/1897926059365874733/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=1897926059365874733" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/1897926059365874733?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/1897926059365874733?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/tAfUUAg9nR8/pappa-bear.html" title="Pappa Bear" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2009/08/pappa-bear.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcGRnk7fCp7ImA9WxJbGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-871423040021652106</id><published>2009-07-30T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T07:27:07.704-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-30T07:27:07.704-07:00</app:edited><title>Trusting the System</title><content type="html">I always used to hear in high school that I was too nice and that nice guys never ________________. You can complete that with what ever you like, but generally it was something like "get ahead" or "get the girl". It used to really make me angry watching the guy who acted like a complete ass get the girl I would have treated like a princess, or watch the kid who cheated on all his tests get the awards the guys like me who worked hard should have gotten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am watching tax cheats and outright liars run the greatest country in the world into the ground, and I wonder is trusting in the system worth it or should I start trying to get ahead by other means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always heard that if I tithed I would be blessed... I've tithed, and now I have burnt through all my savings, am living paycheck to paycheck, and am going to have to borrow money from my mother just to be able to buy groceries this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always heard that if I worked hard, my work would speak for itself and I would be able to get ahead... I've worked my ass off the last six months, and yet the guys who sit on their ass for 40 minutes out of every hour and blow smoke up the right manager's ass get jobs I have applied for despite them being on the job a shorter time than me and never working as hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought that honest people would make the best politicians. Yet I watch honestly good people get destroyed by power hungry ego maniacs that lie out of both sides of their mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did the system go so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-871423040021652106?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/871423040021652106/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=871423040021652106" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/871423040021652106?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/871423040021652106?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/lU70SUJlyjg/trusting-system.html" title="Trusting the System" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2009/07/trusting-system.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIMQHc-eip7ImA9WxJWGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-2897522765976252104</id><published>2009-06-24T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:49:41.952-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-24T23:49:41.952-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nonsense" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crap sandwich" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Health Care" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Government intervention" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spending" /><title>BDS</title><content type="html">Liberals need to get over it. Bush is no longer in charge. Obama inherited a mess, but he has done exactly the wrong things to clean them up... I mean seriously imagine this conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Honey, we are in over our heads. Our debt is unsustainable.&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Oh really... what are we going to do about it?&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Lets spend our way out of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know if I had that one with my wife she would either have me committed or she would tell me to see her in divorce court (not really, but just sayin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he wants to nationalize our bodies... what happened to that whole choice thing? I thought liberals wanted people to keep their hands off of their bodies... unless it is government subsidized health care... Do you realize we already have that? It is called the Emergency Room. Not ideal, but at least people have access...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a huge problem no one seems to be thinking/ talking about when it comes to health care, and a government option. The government does not need to make a profit (as evidenced by just about everything it gets its hands on).  Private companies do. In the long run, a government option eliminates all competition since it can undercut any private company, and print its way out of a deficit. If a government option comes available it should be subject to all the rules and regulations that the government lays on private industry, but rules do not apply to the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Obama just stupid when he says a government option in health care will increase competition? Nope... he knows exactly what he is doing... enslaving more to Government...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Bob, don't even bother commenting it will be rejected... with out even being considered (I am too busy pulling Bush's jock out of my mouth; dipS**t).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-2897522765976252104?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/2897522765976252104/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=2897522765976252104" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/2897522765976252104?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/2897522765976252104?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/tw4p72XzR5E/bds.html" title="BDS" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2009/06/bds.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YNQ3k6fSp7ImA9WxJWEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-3550947542860794546</id><published>2009-06-16T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:53:12.715-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-16T14:53:12.715-07:00</app:edited><title>ABC News</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://drudgereport.com/flashaot.htm"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; kind of disturbs me. I have never seen anything like this before in my life. A media that is so complacent while an elected leader destroys our country. He has bypassed bankruptcy laws to bail out his union buddies. He has fired an IG who was investigating his cronies and now ABC news seems to be becoming an extension of his campaign for reelection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only pray that our country wakes up and makes this guy a one termer. I can only imagine the mess he will cause if he is in for 8 years.  I shudder at the thought of what the country I leave my children will look like. I actually cried the night OBAMA (One Bad Ass Mistake America) was elected.  If there is any doubt the media is in the tank for this guy, this latest thing with ABC should confirm it in even the most loyal Obidiot's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America is a great country! LETS REMAKE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No thanks... I'll keep my guns and Religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-3550947542860794546?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/3550947542860794546/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=3550947542860794546" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/3550947542860794546?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/3550947542860794546?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/1M9bxnNgK6M/abc-news.html" title="ABC News" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2009/06/abc-news.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUDQHY6cCp7ImA9WxJXEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-729283696918808376</id><published>2009-06-04T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:41:11.818-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-04T20:41:11.818-07:00</app:edited><title>Mercy Me</title><content type="html">Today I had a good night out with an old friend. Actually he will be baby girl's Godfather when we have everything in place to get her baptized. He had a point about Mercy and said that it must be the last thing to go when you are seeking justice, and at the forefront of your quest for justice (essentially, that is paraphrased). He talked in particular about the early Church and how they prayed for the blessings and prosperity of their persecutors even as they were being thrown to the lions. The discussion then turned to immigration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He managed to convince me that amnesty for the immigrants here is not necessarily a bad thing, and that deportation is not necessarily the answer to all things illegal immigration (not that I believed either extreme to begin with). I guess you can say that I am a pro-amnesty Conservative now, but prior to amnesty, you must answer the what next and how do we prevent this from happening again questions. I propose below a couple simple answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What next?&lt;br /&gt;Have those who have come here illegally go through the same process those who have come here legally have had to. That would require them to fill out all the back ground checks, medical paperwork and other useless non-sense those who came here legally had to fill out. If they are healthy, have no criminal history and can support themselves without being a burden on the society (as all immigrants and sponsors have to promise) then they can say provided they pay all fees plus a 30% penalty. If they have any diseases, can not support themselves without public aid or have a criminal past, then they must go home, just as anyone trying to come here legally would be denied entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new set of laws would provide for a couple of exceptions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Asylum for those politically or religiously persecuted.&lt;br /&gt;2. Those who have been here over 3 years (I had to promise the my wife would not be a burden on society (welfare recipient) for the first three years she lived here, it seems only fair that those who have not set down roots must go home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the case of an anchor baby under three years old, the baby would be able to return with full US citizenship upon reaching age 18. Prior to this age they are considered a minor, and since the parents are subject to another country's laws and not ours, they can not stay. Once the citizen has re-entered the US they may apply to bring the rest of their family here under existing laws and regulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we prevent this from happening again?&lt;br /&gt;Secure the borders with a fence and back it up with the necessary personnel to ensure the US remains the US. Re-write existing laws so that it is easier to come here. After talking to someone who works for DHS my eyes were opened to the feelings of a lot in the industry. It seems, especially way up the chain of command, the attitude is that they do not care who is here, or how many come from x country. They just want to know who is here. In other words, drop the quota system. Allow for a new process that lets anyone who wants to come in to the country, provided they bring what is good about their culture with them, and leave what they are leaving behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may not be an ideal solution for all, but it will solve some of the problems. You can not realistically deport everyone that is here illegally, but you can send home the bad eggs,and make sure no more get in. That will keep the US the US and not turn it into a Banana Republic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to what Mercy Me has to do with this, I guess that once again my eyes have been opened to the need for Mercy from someone who needs His Mercy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-729283696918808376?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/729283696918808376/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=729283696918808376" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/729283696918808376?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/729283696918808376?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/JVpaH0bEutg/mercy-me.html" title="Mercy Me" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2009/06/mercy-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIBQ3w9fip7ImA9WxJQGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-6732104198871028625</id><published>2009-06-02T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:59:12.266-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-02T15:59:12.266-07:00</app:edited><title>Agenda?</title><content type="html">I just want to state this ahead of time. I do not condone murder. Whether it be killing a baby killer, a murderer or someone who is completely innocent it is wrong on all levels. However, two recent murders have caught my attention and one has caught that of the media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prominent baby murderer by the name of George Tiller was killed over the weekend. It is shocking and horrible and tragic that someone who supports a right to life would kill someone who did not share that view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning, an army recruiter was killed by a Muslim convert who hated the US military. This is shocking and horrible and tragic that a patriot doing his job could be murdered by someone who did not share his views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet as of today there are over &lt;a href="http://newsbusters.org/blogs/amy-ridenour/2009/06/01/media-some-murders-matter-more-others"&gt;7000 references&lt;/a&gt; in the main stream media to the murder of George Tiller and a mere 500 references to the murder of William Long. One has to ask themselves why? Why would the media cover the murder of an abortionist at a rate of almost 12 -1 over that of an Army soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be argued that since Tiller was murdered 24 hours before Long that there are more articles, or that they needed news over the weekend because Obama was not out apologizing for being American (he was spending over $24000 of tax payer dollars on a night out with his wife though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another theory though... Tiller's murder fits a template and an agenda of the MSM and elected/appointed officials to paint pro-lifers as radicals and terrorists. They want to paint those of us who lean right, or are right of center as out of the mainstream and this story helps them get that message out. The Long story though is not politically correct. It paints a picture that no one wants to show. Muslims are supposed to be peace loving people. Yet here is one that does not fit that portrait. Instead of reporting honestly on the story, one whacko did something horrible, they are hiding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in one case the murder is a good thing for the media. It helps them paint a picture they want to show, in the other case it is not what they want to show so they hide it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am a paranoid right wing nut (Okay... I am, I know Obama's brownshirts are coming to take me to the reeducation camps), or maybe there is something to it. I have to admit that I would not have even known about the Army recruiter's death if I had not turned on local talk radio this morning, but I could not avoid the evil perpetuated by the misguided soul who killed Tiller. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: It may go deeper:&lt;a href="http://www.americanthinker.com/blog/2009/06/white_house_and_doj_silent_on.html"&gt;White House and DOJ Silent on Shooting of Soldiers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com"&gt;AddThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-6732104198871028625?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/6732104198871028625/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=6732104198871028625" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/6732104198871028625?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/6732104198871028625?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/WFKphQ9UQ60/agenda.html" title="Agenda?" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2009/06/agenda.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4NQ346fCp7ImA9WxJQGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-8146351648248849820</id><published>2009-05-30T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:16:32.014-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-01T19:16:32.014-07:00</app:edited><title>Long Time</title><content type="html">I guess I need to post. It has been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just do not know anymore. I have a lot to say, I think, but the words are not coming out. I recently had to get glasses for reading. They are helping a lot. I no longer have tension in my head when I read or browse the internet. Maybe, just maybe this will mean I will start blogging again, and getting the words out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glasses will be extremely important for me this coming semester. I have four classes, all on Thursday, a 100, 200, 300 and 400 level class. If all goes well I will be graduating a year from now. I am really hoping that all goes well. As it stands, I am worried for my children and the future of my country. I am wondering if the US as I knew it, loved it and served it will ever return. My guess is that it will, but it will not be until my grand children's children are old enough to take control of the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True fear is waking up to find that your high school class is running the country- unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Political correctness is a doctrine, fostered by a delusional, illogical minority, and rabidly promoted by an unscrupulous mainstream media, which holds forth the proposition&lt;br /&gt;that it is entirely possible to pick up a turd by the clean end”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R. J. Wiedemann LtCol. USMC Ret&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-8146351648248849820?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/8146351648248849820/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=8146351648248849820" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/8146351648248849820?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/8146351648248849820?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/TWzihAV07L0/long-time.html" title="Long Time" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcHSHw9fSp7ImA9WxJSFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-8545948080150365472</id><published>2009-05-03T20:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:33:59.265-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-03T20:33:59.265-07:00</app:edited><title>Dunno</title><content type="html">Got no clue when I became the man I became. If you can even call what I am a man. My dad's death sent me reeling... careening with no clue to who I am. Suddenly he passed... dropped dead of a cardiac arrest... Lived for nine days... hung on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years I've searched for me, but without him I cannot find me... Reeling... pushing carts... I am at a loss.. no skills beyond those that I developed to please him.. nothing of my own... lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this... I hate this... I hate this... Lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-8545948080150365472?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/8545948080150365472/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=8545948080150365472" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/8545948080150365472?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/8545948080150365472?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/D6XbDgxVZ_w/dunno.html" title="Dunno" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2009/05/dunno.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAHSH48cCp7ImA9WxJTGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-6642288480496515699</id><published>2009-04-26T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:58:59.078-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-26T20:58:59.078-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">I can't write, and it scares me. The one thing that I have always had is the ability to express myself in words. I can't anymore. My well is dry and it worries me. I have lost all my words and my tongue. I guess I am just out of practice. I need to get back to what  I was. Force feed me please. Give me things to write about... I miss the release and the free flow of ideas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-6642288480496515699?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/6642288480496515699/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=6642288480496515699" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/6642288480496515699?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/6642288480496515699?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/YzPACbzdTPU/i-cant-write-and-it-scares-me.html" title="" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-write-and-it-scares-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYMSXo_eCp7ImA9WxVbGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-7279649798046669504</id><published>2009-04-04T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:36:28.440-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-04T21:36:28.440-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Parking lot adventures" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cart pushing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wal-Mart" /><title>Adventures in Cart Pushing I</title><content type="html">Seriously, I had heard stories about all the weird things that happen on a Wal-Mart parking lot, but I never honestly believed them. Every once in a while now though, I will relay the adventures I have working at a Wal-Mart directly to you, my readers. Believe it or not, I actually love this job. I never thought that I could find a job where I was paid to work out. The things that happen on the parking lot are beyond belief but too funny not to pass on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week after Christmas was a busy one. We were busting our butts as usual. The carts were going out faster than we could push them in. I had been cart pushing for less than a month, and today this day would would prove to be pretty weird. You see, we find all sorts of things left in the parking lot, and in the shopping carts. Items range from purses and wallets to sunglasses and babies diapers. Today though, we found dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone had the nerve to leave an unplucked chicken in a bag in a shopping cart. WTH? I mean seriously, what did they expect us to do with this? We told the CSS about it, and even they were puzzled. Little did we know that an odd co-worker from the Garden Center would have the solution... He would take that chicken and put it out on a log where the hawks, or something could get it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy I landed in a country Wal-Mart. The characters and circumstances are hard to match... I hope over the course of the next months to show just what a fun and interesting place I work at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-7279649798046669504?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/7279649798046669504/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=7279649798046669504" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/7279649798046669504?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/7279649798046669504?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/BuR5GelXBmA/adventures-in-cart-pushing-i.html" title="Adventures in Cart Pushing I" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2009/04/adventures-in-cart-pushing-i.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AAQn4_fSp7ImA9WxVbEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-819212916063214678</id><published>2009-03-26T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:49:03.045-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-26T20:49:03.045-07:00</app:edited><title>Season's Change</title><content type="html">So much for updating this blog once a week... hehehe... Maybe, just maybe I will be on top of things again. I freed up about 60 hours a week by giving up my job at the Church for Lent. I will always be a youth minister, just never on a parish staff again. It is just too demanding and the politics of parish life is enough to challenge even the strongest faith (not saying mine is stronger than anyone else's, but I do have a deep seeded one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is supposed to be spring, but I think the news said it was about 13 degrees outside and we are under blizzard conditions. I love days like this when I am just stuck in the house with Mikey and da momma. We all took a three hour nap this afternoon after doing the pre-admittal to the hospital. We are all excited and nervous about little Gabby's birth. We know that God will not give us anything that we can not handle, but we really are struggling with the timing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job at Wally world is still awesome. I love allowing my brain to rest and working out my body. I have not been this sore in a while, but my mind feels fresh and relaxed each day when I sit down to do other things. I am looking forward to progressing up the ranks there. It is so nice to have a job that is not dependent on charitable giving or DOD funding (both of which our current president looks zero out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will post something of substance tomorrow, or perhaps I won't. I really am enjoying having time to focus on the things that I like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gobooldy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-819212916063214678?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/819212916063214678/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=819212916063214678" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/819212916063214678?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/819212916063214678?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/zjKx7mPvrnw/seasons-change.html" title="Season's Change" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2009/03/seasons-change.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAMR348eip7ImA9WxVXE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-78878989634500245</id><published>2009-02-10T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:29:46.072-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-10T22:29:46.072-08:00</app:edited><title>Arne Duncan, Our New Secretary of Education</title><content type="html">Will fit right into the Obama administration... All talk, no walk (Can you imagine the MSM uproar if this were the Catholic School System in the US?). I am just amazed at the intelligence and judgment of our new President:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cbs2chicago.com/investigations/Painful.Lessons.Abuse.2.931134.html" onmousedown="'return" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://cbs2chicago.com/inv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;estigations/Painful.Lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s.Abuse.2.931134.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Article:&lt;br /&gt;"Any founded allegation where an adult is hitting a child, hitting a student - they're going to be gone," Duncan said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not what happened under Duncan's watch. Of the 568 verified cases, only 24 led to termination. Records show one teacher who quote "battered students for several years" was simply given a "warning" by the Board of Education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; _________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I guess they have no evidence Duncan is a tax cheat... Yet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-78878989634500245?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/78878989634500245/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=78878989634500245" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/78878989634500245?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/78878989634500245?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/WkTkiFUKM0k/arne-duncan-our-new-secretary-of.html" title="Arne Duncan, Our New Secretary of Education" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2009/02/arne-duncan-our-new-secretary-of.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcGQ3w_fCp7ImA9WxVRFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-1222525868185485855</id><published>2009-01-21T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:00:22.244-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-22T08:00:22.244-08:00</app:edited><title>I survived</title><content type="html">Roe vs. Wade&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pf0XIRZSTt8&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pf0XIRZSTt8&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're screwed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/20/2009... the beginning of an error.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-1222525868185485855?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/1222525868185485855/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=1222525868185485855" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/1222525868185485855?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/1222525868185485855?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/UQoQHt25M7A/i-survived.html" title="I survived" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-survived.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcBRn49fCp7ImA9WxVRFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-3363877270396535620</id><published>2009-01-21T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:00:57.064-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-22T08:00:57.064-08:00</app:edited><title>Today</title><content type="html">Today was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife took the oath of allegiance with 204 other people from 58 countries aside from the Philippines (it was a moving experience to see). I was proud of my wife, and the others who chose to come here the legal way. We went to our favorite Japanese restaurant, Ai, to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still amazed that people want to just hand citizenship to some, but had my wife or I had to go on welfare in the first three years she was here she would have been deported... Come here the right way and I have no problem with it. Disregard our laws, and sorry you are here illegally and we have a right to send you packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to top that, but something did. I saw the ultrasound pictures of my daughter. Due in May, this healthy little girl is bound to turn my world upside down, and I am looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is too bad that it looks like BHO is going to be bad for the most vulnerable among us. Overturning the Mexico City Policy and sending our tax dollars over seas to fund abortions just sickens me. Should abortion be legal... No, but that is something states should be allowed to decide, not handled at the federal level... 1/20/2009... the beginning of an error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-3363877270396535620?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/3363877270396535620/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=3363877270396535620" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/3363877270396535620?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/3363877270396535620?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/iMWGTMsXpFU/today.html" title="Today" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2009/01/today.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MFR3YyeSp7ImA9WxVSEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-886956303825018572</id><published>2009-01-05T14:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:43:36.891-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-05T14:43:36.891-08:00</app:edited><title>Been a While</title><content type="html">So a lot has happened personally since my last post. I hope that I can at least update this blog once a week. I hope to eventually get back to daily postings, but for now, with all that I am doing, once a week will have to suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last posting a lot has changed in my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I lost child number 3 to a miscarriage. We lost number 1 (Linus) to a miscarriage a few years back, then had Mikey. Now we have lost another to miscarriage (we have not named him or her yet), but remember that  whirlwind trip to San Francisco and Northern Arizona we took in August? Well looks like that is when we conceived "Pinetop" (he/she is due in May).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, on the advice of some liberal friends of mine I switched majors to Political Science. They say that when I talk about things political I light up. Whether they agree with me or not they at least want to go and dig into things deeper. After the ass drubbing Conservatism took in the election cycle and a lot of reflection and prayer I decided I like political discussion and commentary a lot more than Calculus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the consequences of the election of a typical tax and spend uberlib is that charitable donations go down. So much money is taken out of the pockets of individuals by the government by force, that they can no longer give what they want to charities by choice. My position at the Church is being cut, and post me it may be altogether eliminated. Sad, but unfortunately true.  As a result, I had to find another job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that Wal-Mart is not just a place that ticks off liberals, but it is an amazing place to work. I picked up a full time job pushing carts since my donation based salary at the Church is going to be cut, if not outright eliminated. They offer some amazing benefits that our growing family can use and they are not unionized (although if Obama and the libs get their way via card check, it might be).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well... 2009 should be an interesting year. I hope I am wrong, but I project the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Despite the hopeychangey talk, our new POTUS will be more of the same, as evidenced by his cabinet choices so far (Clinton 3.0)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;52% of Americans will have succeeded in taking away 100% of the populations liberty, but they may realize that despite new people being in charge, socialism will still fail.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People will long for a return to the good old days under President Bush.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In 2012, President (fill in name of Conservative) will commute President Obama's sentence to time served (the only person in history to be surrounded by as much corruption and slime and come out unblemished is Christ, and hopefully we realize Obama is not Christ).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The US will still be the greatest country on Earth, despite Reid, Pelosi and Obama's best efforts to turn us into the French (okay, so I hope I am right about this one).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I predict outrage and protest from my liberal readers in 4...3...2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-886956303825018572?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/886956303825018572/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=886956303825018572" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/886956303825018572?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/886956303825018572?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8DRX8yeSp7ImA9WxdUE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-3673243434850673636</id><published>2008-07-29T22:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:14:34.191-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-29T22:14:34.191-07:00</app:edited><title>On Vacation</title><content type="html">Will be back on the 17th... hopefully with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ibdeditorials.com/IBDArticles.aspx?id=302137342405551&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-3673243434850673636?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/3673243434850673636/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8GRn4ycSp7ImA9WxdVF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-1983676828796768037</id><published>2008-07-22T22:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:27:07.099-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-22T22:27:07.099-07:00</app:edited><title>The Guardian</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SIbA-35olFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/p_ZEevuEIAY/s1600-h/070216_101039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SIbA-35olFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/p_ZEevuEIAY/s320/070216_101039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226076604000146514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you protest when assigned those years ago,&lt;br /&gt;Pure spirit, my choices surely you’d know,&lt;br /&gt;What a hassle it would be as you would ride,&lt;br /&gt;All those years restless, steadfast by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to receive you, most loyal of friends,&lt;br /&gt;The ups and downs, never consistent trends,&lt;br /&gt;Your whispers I heard in my quiet ears,&lt;br /&gt;Most times your reason could qualm all my fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I forgot your sound advice to heed,&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting my Faith, forsaking my creed,&lt;br /&gt;Your back on me you never turned,&lt;br /&gt;Loyal and true even though you were spurned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you my friend, my steadfast guide,&lt;br /&gt;Guardian, protector, please no more hide,&lt;br /&gt;Show me your face so that I may know,&lt;br /&gt;The angel that watches,  the one called Pisio...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-1983676828796768037?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/1983676828796768037/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=1983676828796768037" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/1983676828796768037?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/1983676828796768037?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/Da3euq3k0B8/guardian.html" title="The Guardian" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SIbA-35olFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/p_ZEevuEIAY/s72-c/070216_101039.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2008/07/guardian.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8MQHg4cSp7ImA9WxdVFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-6211650193779716256</id><published>2008-07-21T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T17:51:21.639-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-21T17:51:21.639-07:00</app:edited><title>Blah</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can not wait for July to be over with. It is a hard month anyway because it is that time of year we get to remember my father and his untimely passing two years ago. This month though, this year it has been even rougher than last year. Three people I know have passed away after losing their battles with cancer and a young man I knew from Maui died tragically in a car accident on the 4th of July. There was a murder suicide in St. Louis across the street from my aunts house, co-workers are leaving and overall I have little or know energy... Thank goodness after next week, I have two weeks with nothing to distract me but my wife and son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-6211650193779716256?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/6211650193779716256/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=6211650193779716256" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/6211650193779716256?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/6211650193779716256?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/YvZahLg5fjo/blah.html" title="Blah" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2008/07/blah.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcFSH49eCp7ImA9WxdVEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-2788261328451807254</id><published>2008-07-16T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T22:53:39.060-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-16T22:53:39.060-07:00</app:edited><title>Back from ISP Never Never Land</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SH7cFvkl9JI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JDUZoLY_SPY/s1600-h/070818_080430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SH7cFvkl9JI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JDUZoLY_SPY/s320/070818_080430.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223854609023759506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep... Since July 4th I have been using my neighbors internet connection at night. It turns out that when lightning struck around the corner from me something fried our router, and the ethernet connection from the ISP input to the house to the computer. OUCH! Dang acts of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me three days to figure out that the connection I was using was not mine, but by neighbors... Apparently he can not figure out how to secure his, and our computers here in the house linked to him by default since ours was down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I figured out that we were on his connection, and not ours, I only felt comfortable using the connection to send e-mails and then angry e-mails to the ISP. You see I immediately replaced the router... then I called and e-mailed my ISP when that did not work. Finally yesterday I got a real person... They scheduled a service call and we found the fried connections.  Interesting... the homebuilder did not protect us supply side of the house with a surge protector, and there is nothing we can do about line size surges... Should be a fun year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be back to a couple of posts a week now that we have our own connection back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-2788261328451807254?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/2788261328451807254/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=2788261328451807254" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/2788261328451807254?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/2788261328451807254?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/m4alX9FV96s/back-from-isp-never-never-land.html" title="Back from ISP Never Never Land" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SH7cFvkl9JI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JDUZoLY_SPY/s72-c/070818_080430.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-from-isp-never-never-land.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8EQH8zeip7ImA9WxdWFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-6252924984243085010</id><published>2008-07-07T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T01:20:01.182-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-07T01:20:01.182-07:00</app:edited><title>Weekend</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SHHOGhNXrTI/AAAAAAAAAII/S9ZgqgHQUic/s1600-h/070622_172938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SHHOGhNXrTI/AAAAAAAAAII/S9ZgqgHQUic/s320/070622_172938.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220180054488100146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes... I am recycling pictures, but I just love these so much I thought I would share them with you again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend though... it was awesome despite starting off with a bang.... literally. The house behind us and two doors up got struck by lightening. The resulting power surge shorted out the garage fixtures for basically the entire block. The bone headed builders did not put surge protection on the houses... Now, they are paying for holiday pay for electricians and internet people, as well as all the replacement equipment... Good job builders....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I got two meals at the neighbor's house while Jonah worked overtime. I love her, but she just works so much... I also got to meet a few veterans and active duty personnel. One of them is on his way to Afghanistan in a few months. He is a nice young man, with a baby on the way. I know that he volunteered for the service and that he knew what he was doing when he signed up, but I still can not help but feel for him and his wife. They have a little boy on the way... I could tell from talking to him though that he believes in what he has to go do. Not only that he wants to... God Bless them all... I think a lot of people forget that they are the reason we are free to disagree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night though, Jonah and I spent some time together. We went down to Memorial Park to watch the fireworks show as a family. Da lil boy was so well behaved. Just running around our little blanketed area and yelling. Climbing on mommy and daddy, and saying "bow wow" to all the dogs... Then the fireworks started... At first Mikey did not know what to think... then he sat their awestruck... well for about two minutes... then he just started to be a little boy again... Jonah though was in awe... It was another first for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we just laid around and worked around the house. We got our yard weeded and went out for a nice Sushi dinner... If you are ever in Colorado Springs and you want Sushi... Search out Ai Sushi at Cinema Point... they are the best we've had since leaving Maui. We then went for a walk came home and watched movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday... much of the same... we had our weekly trip to WalMart for groceries... This week though, we will have to start prepping for our house blessing on Saturday... Should be a long week... I'll tell you more when the time is right... Good Night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-6252924984243085010?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/6252924984243085010/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=6252924984243085010" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/6252924984243085010?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/6252924984243085010?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/kSVMucYozPI/weekend.html" title="Weekend" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SHHOGhNXrTI/AAAAAAAAAII/S9ZgqgHQUic/s72-c/070622_172938.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekend.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AFQ307cSp7ImA9WxdXFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-9142404739382673053</id><published>2008-06-27T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T19:55:12.309-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-27T19:55:12.309-07:00</app:edited><title>Class</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SGWkUNj6-EI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Kj-z6UycwQ4/s1600-h/070920_165109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SGWkUNj6-EI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Kj-z6UycwQ4/s320/070920_165109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216756410523252802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week I spent all day everyday inside for Diocesan sponsored classes. For the most part they are good, and I can see that if you are new to youth ministry they could be invaluable to you. The problem is, I have been at it for almost 10 years now, and the foundational stuff does me little or no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you would think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the first two days were all about a document called "Renewing the Vision" (a document I review about every six months, and try to implement daily), the third and forth days were nothing but resources and how to use them. I do not care how long you have been doing ministry, if someone is going to give you resources and teach you how to use them to better your ministry, you will be elated... That is exactly how I felt... Elated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these days I now have resources to help me easily pass on what I know to my core team, peer ministry and catechists. To someone who in the end wants to be replaceable these resources are amazing. They allow a paper trail of things we have done, things we were planning and evaluations of everything... My guess is that most youth ministers would do almost anything for these resources. If you are a Catholic Youth Minister, or involved in youth ministry at all, google the Center for Ministry Development and see if they offer classes in your area. If they do, register... they are well worth the expense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the other thing is that they serve as a retreat week for me. I get to watch those new to ministry grow and recall my own excitement when I first got involved... Despite the long hours, and overwhelming homework I have left to do, I have come away from this week rejuvenated and ready to take on the world again... Bring it on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-9142404739382673053?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/9142404739382673053/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=9142404739382673053" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/9142404739382673053?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/9142404739382673053?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/REDAAx6M4F0/class.html" title="Class" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SGWkUNj6-EI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Kj-z6UycwQ4/s72-c/070920_165109.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2008/06/class.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEMQXozcCp7ImA9WxdQFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-6480475531507951938</id><published>2008-06-17T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:44:40.488-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-17T00:44:40.488-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mikey" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fatherhood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="monkey boy" /><title>Monkey See, Monkey Do</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SFdpWDb6nRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-tEueAEywAI/s1600-h/june+15+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SFdpWDb6nRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-tEueAEywAI/s320/june+15+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212750921305070866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At 2o months old, Mikey is beginning to imitate us at every turn. He is opening up our cell phones and saying hello, babbling in "Mikey Speak" and then saying "Okay, buh bye", ""Di Doo (Thank you), buh bye" or "Lah Yoo, buh bye" and then he "hangs up. It is absolutely amazing and hilarious to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can now pull himself into mommy's computer chair. He will sit there for hours on end, like mommy, just rolling the mouse around and clicking on things. He will then turn around and yell something at mommy and daddy. Absolutely amazing and hilarious to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is saying "itchy" and "bobble" and today, I think I even heard "medicine". Sure it came out more like "mesacin", but considering it was right after giving him Benadryl for his "itchy" I think that he knew what he was saying. How fast he is growing up... I am beginning to think that I need to slow down and just appreciate this time of first with our son. Yet, as he gets older, we just seem to get busier. I need Mike to come back so that I can slow down again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated Father's Day... especially to Rod. You have been a mentor and guide not only to me, but to many young men. We are all blessed to have you as an example and mentor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-6480475531507951938?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/6480475531507951938/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=6480475531507951938" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/6480475531507951938?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/6480475531507951938?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/wwtqkGcAc8I/monkey-see-monkey-do.html" title="Monkey See, Monkey Do" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SFdpWDb6nRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-tEueAEywAI/s72-c/june+15+009.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">13</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2008/06/monkey-see-monkey-do.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08FRn4ycCp7ImA9WxdQFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-6529317569088890362</id><published>2008-06-13T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:43:37.098-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-13T23:43:37.098-07:00</app:edited><title>The Snail</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SFNm3T1QNAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KWO6Tnjqj7o/s1600-h/071026_144615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SFNm3T1QNAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KWO6Tnjqj7o/s320/071026_144615.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211622294200267778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some people are curious about what the snail has to do with my blog. Some have even suggested that I change the header to have something to do with youth ministry... I would love to do that, but I feel it would just take something away from the site. I love the snail, and the unique layout that I have. Granted I used a pre-made layout, but I still have not come across anyone else who has chosen it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... the snail is actually really appropriate for Random Musings. You see, I am currently just creeping my way through life. I am still feeling out married life, taking courses at UCCS, being a father and everything else that comes with middle age (Yes... I am there/ getting there).  This is a personal diary blog, and in my humble opinion, even the layout must match how I am living my life. The snail is a perfect image for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have commented recently about ministry, and changing the header to match that theme more, I appreciate the input. Yet, even in my approach to ministry the snail is appropriate. I just plug away now... no longer rushing in to things that I can not sustain or that will fall apart when I leave... Nope, I just build what the resources around me allow me to... IF that means sacrificing other things, that is what it means... Just plugging away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I hope that this really random out of left field post may help those of you who just pass by now and then understand what those who frequent this blog already know... I am the snail, and it is me... we are one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUT THAT SALT AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-6529317569088890362?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/6529317569088890362/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=6529317569088890362" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/6529317569088890362?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/6529317569088890362?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/ZN_695UIWN4/snail.html" title="The Snail" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRqO1xoffyo/SFNm3T1QNAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KWO6Tnjqj7o/s72-c/071026_144615.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2008/06/snail.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIGSH04eCp7ImA9WxdQFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5814918340534065426.post-2755591116522488599</id><published>2008-06-13T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T23:22:09.330-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-13T23:22:09.330-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new site" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shameless plug" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="site review" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pisio's Plugs" /><title>Pisio's Plugs</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well... I have decided to launch a new blog entitled "&lt;a href="http://pisiosplugs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pisio's Plugs&lt;/a&gt;". I was getting a little caught up in the advertising here, and while I have only two paid posts on this site, that is not what it is for. "&lt;a href="http://pisiosplugs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pisio's Plugs&lt;/a&gt;" will be a strictly for reviews of just about anything, and I will be starting by reviewing your blogs or websites. Eventually I hope it to be a source of supplemental income for my family, but that will be months down the road. If you want your site reviewed, just e-mail me, or post the site you want reviewed in a comment over on "&lt;a href="http://pisiosplugs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pisio's Plugs&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sample review*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I came across &lt;a href="http://adegreeofsuccess.blogspot.com/"&gt;another site&lt;/a&gt; dedicated to SEO and other blogging tips. Normally, I skip right over these sites since I am not interested in them, and they all pretty much say the same thing. My guess was this would be another one of the same but something &lt;a href="http://adegreeofsuccess.blogspot.com/"&gt;about it&lt;/a&gt; caught my eye. The site had a nice clean layout and everything loaded in a snap. The author has a simple writing style an manages to keep the posts short, entertaining and comprehensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I thought that it was a relatively new site. I had never seen it before on link referral, but  there are lots of sites there I have never seen. It turns out though, that this site has actually been around since 2007. Had I seen this site sooner, I may just have taken optimizing "Random Musings of a Deranged Soul" a little more seriously. So, thanks to &lt;a href="http://adegreeofsuccess.blogspot.com/"&gt;Asmodeus&lt;/a&gt; and the blog "&lt;a href="http://adegreeofsuccess.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Work at Home Degree of Success&lt;/a&gt;" for showing me that there are those out there who can eloquently and succinctly talk about what is otherwise really boring stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*End of Sample*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want one of your own, comment on my first post over at "&lt;a href="http://pisiosplugs.blogspot.com/2008/06/welcome.html"&gt;Pisio's Plugs&lt;/a&gt;", or e-mail me or somehow get my attention. I can not guarantee a positive review, but I can guarantee a few links to your website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5814918340534065426-2755591116522488599?l=pisio808.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://pisio808.blogspot.com/feeds/2755591116522488599/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5814918340534065426&amp;postID=2755591116522488599" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/2755591116522488599?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5814918340534065426/posts/default/2755591116522488599?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/RandomMusingsOfADerangedSoul/~3/_nNRqA63lFU/pisios-plugs.html" title="Pisio's Plugs" /><author><name>Pisio808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12807344850232814673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14233257645634271026" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://pisio808.blogspot.com/2008/06/pisios-plugs.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
