<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-3692067856067313311</id><updated>2024-11-05T20:59:59.529-06:00</updated><category term="General"/><category term="About This Blog"/><category term="Do"/><category term="Go to"/><category term="see"/><category term="Environment"/><category term="National Parks"/><category term="Quote"/><category term="Video"/><title type='text'>The Adventurous Nomad</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cody Stugelmayer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00501319665449769251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKVeQSme5YyvrmJwDaiGxsNWedPtRwo3P1DArN5J8-4S8KPeBtvRyFjxHgl9EHKVJBzDmSLO_Fk5hUq4eaQy2kvTfb6EcVUOA2chYlFyvRj2gW1xn2rgj2I6PtfdcwI_k/s220/2010+Dog+Sled.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692067856067313311.post-239867134700911851</id><published>2013-06-06T15:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-06-06T17:07:22.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day Life Hit Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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(Photo Location: Port Washington, WI)&lt;/div&gt;
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(Photo Credit goes to: &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/aGJDproduction?fref=ts&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;A friend of mine&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;..........And Bammmm&lt;/b&gt;, that&#39;s the day it hit me....&lt;/div&gt;
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The day that now stands for it all&lt;/div&gt;
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The day I realized it was the beginning to the end&lt;/div&gt;
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The day I had to decided what I was doing in life&lt;/div&gt;
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The day when time slowed way down&lt;/div&gt;
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The day that I was free&lt;/div&gt;
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The day I was the happiest&lt;br /&gt;
The day my world was at peace&lt;/div&gt;
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The day I gained a loyal friend, a better friend then I ever thought would be&lt;/div&gt;
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The day....... I will never forget..... The friend I will always remember...... and the time that came with a sign.......A sign for a hug and goodbye. (Cody Stugelmayer 6.6.13 15:18)&lt;/div&gt;
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Good luck my Friend, good luck. We have said our hellos, are goodbyes, I have gotten off the things I needed from Facebook and I&#39;m glad we even got the chance to look back for a laugh and reminisce but sometime people just grow a part, and I know that. In time enough you will block me on Facebook and become a nameless&amp;nbsp;man, as you need the power to grow, the power to control, The power to become your own self. From the bottom of my heart I will keep happy thoughts and wish you the best. For Peace of mind I will always keep your name unknown to those who never knew. If you ever would like to talk again you know what to do or where to find me. Goodbye my Friend, Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;
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-Take care and Good luck lad :) -The Adventurous Namad</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/feeds/239867134700911851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2013/06/the-day-life-hit-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default/239867134700911851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default/239867134700911851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2013/06/the-day-life-hit-me.html' title='The Day Life Hit Me'/><author><name>Cody Stugelmayer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00501319665449769251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKVeQSme5YyvrmJwDaiGxsNWedPtRwo3P1DArN5J8-4S8KPeBtvRyFjxHgl9EHKVJBzDmSLO_Fk5hUq4eaQy2kvTfb6EcVUOA2chYlFyvRj2gW1xn2rgj2I6PtfdcwI_k/s220/2010+Dog+Sled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7NvmywnDd6Qpqh5r1lucC3dcZBwTBKYyKxAYKJrZWu4MihpC8HVIKwlBaM1a_kqsfQxACtGBe7drr50qUi-uJRDUmt_QoahJ-bRk5_fS3nZ-ttOKQkOOq3hLEiIEiXW575GErOFWx7nI/s72-c/457588_471809712837417_923258207_o.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692067856067313311.post-5003733972085565557</id><published>2013-06-05T21:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-06-06T17:20:32.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No return in sight</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;You know Its funny I once met a man&lt;br&gt;
a man with no story &lt;br&gt;
a man with no soul&lt;br&gt;
a man with no goal&lt;br&gt;
a man with no ambition&lt;br&gt;
an unknown man&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You know its funny he was a curious man&lt;br&gt;
a man who wanted a mission&lt;br&gt;
a man who wanted a plan &lt;br&gt;
a man who wanted to find my story&lt;br&gt;
a man who had a job contract in hand&lt;br&gt;
but still an unknown man&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You know its funny i once fell for this man&lt;br&gt;
a man who wanted to try a man&lt;br&gt;
a man who wanted to live&lt;br&gt;
a man who wanted to be happy&lt;br&gt;
a man who wanted to be unknown&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You know its funny I once followed this man&lt;br&gt;
a man with freedom&lt;br&gt;
a man with wheels&lt;br&gt;
a man with spirit&lt;br&gt;
but still an unknown man&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You know its funny I once learned this man&#39;s story&lt;br&gt;
a man who needed to be a new man&lt;br&gt;
a man with a story&lt;br&gt;
a man with commitments&lt;br&gt;
a man with a different goal&lt;br&gt;
a new unknown man&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You know its funny I drove away from this man&lt;br&gt;
a drive of distance&lt;br&gt;
a drive to divide&lt;br&gt;
a drive to live&lt;br&gt;
a drive to find myself&lt;br&gt;
a drive to an unknown destination&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You know its funny I made peace with a man&lt;br&gt;
a man who turned into a friend&lt;br&gt;
a friend who had a story&lt;br&gt;
a story with faces&lt;br&gt;
a friend who knew me&lt;br&gt;
a friend with new memories &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You know its funny I once had a great friend&lt;br&gt;
a friend who was nice &lt;br&gt;
a friend who I helped&lt;br&gt;
a friend who was a new man&lt;br&gt;
a friend who had a different plan&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You know its funny I once cried about a friend&lt;br&gt;
a friend with a girlfriend&lt;br&gt;
a friend with a family&lt;br&gt;
a friend with a job&lt;br&gt;
a friend with a need for stability&lt;br&gt;
a friend who was once an unknown man&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You know whats not funny, I once needed to stop talking to this man............&lt;br&gt;
walk away from a man&lt;br&gt;
walk away from a friend&lt;br&gt;
walk away from a story&lt;br&gt;
walk away from a time&lt;br&gt;
walk away and remain unknown to those who never knew. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I once walked away in my own direction&lt;br&gt;
a direction with hope&lt;br&gt;
a direction with no one&lt;br&gt;
a direction with freedom&lt;br&gt;
a direction into the unknown............&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Yours Truely-The Adventurous Nomad&lt;/p&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/feeds/5003733972085565557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2013/06/no-return-in-sight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default/5003733972085565557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default/5003733972085565557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2013/06/no-return-in-sight.html' title='No return in sight'/><author><name>Cody Stugelmayer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00501319665449769251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKVeQSme5YyvrmJwDaiGxsNWedPtRwo3P1DArN5J8-4S8KPeBtvRyFjxHgl9EHKVJBzDmSLO_Fk5hUq4eaQy2kvTfb6EcVUOA2chYlFyvRj2gW1xn2rgj2I6PtfdcwI_k/s220/2010+Dog+Sled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692067856067313311.post-7408916150345622673</id><published>2013-04-29T14:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-04-29T14:23:14.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Company Diffrent Day </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday (04/28/13)&lt;/b&gt; I went down to work for the same catering company as last week, washing dishes at their bigger location. &lt;a href=&quot;http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2013/04/rub-dub-dub.html?m=1&quot;&gt;Rub a dub dub&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Only new thing&lt;/b&gt; that happened is that the garbage disposal broke down on Friday (word on the street that is) and so we had to tap all plates and incoming dishes into a trim bin (trash that gets hauled to a local farm for feed) before sending them through the dishwasher. Added frustration for sure but we still got done on time. :-)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace! - Nomad out &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. &lt;/b&gt;Time for today&#39;s work, I Got to go weed wack a little grassy area and lay mulch down at a local church for LR, I&#39;m happy it&#39;s really nice outside today :-D&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/feeds/7408916150345622673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2013/04/same-company-diffrent-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default/7408916150345622673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default/7408916150345622673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2013/04/same-company-diffrent-day.html' title='Same Company Diffrent Day '/><author><name>Cody Stugelmayer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00501319665449769251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKVeQSme5YyvrmJwDaiGxsNWedPtRwo3P1DArN5J8-4S8KPeBtvRyFjxHgl9EHKVJBzDmSLO_Fk5hUq4eaQy2kvTfb6EcVUOA2chYlFyvRj2gW1xn2rgj2I6PtfdcwI_k/s220/2010+Dog+Sled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692067856067313311.post-6141979780454155680</id><published>2013-04-27T12:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-04-27T13:14:13.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You want me to go in where? 0_0</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today&lt;/b&gt; i went over to the Kraft Foods plant in Springfield, MO and worked with &lt;a href=&quot;http://lcskleenaire.com/&quot;&gt;LCS Kleen Aire&lt;/a&gt; a chimney sweep and air duct cleaning company (highly recommended). Now i have worked for them many jobs before over the past couple months but today&#39;s &quot;ticket&quot; (as in slang for a Labor Ready Job ticket) entailed cleaning two duct systems, laying plastic over machinery and squeegeeing some floors. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The crew&lt;/b&gt; was fairly large so we each took on a set list of things to get done. That being said I layed and duct taped plastic or cleaned up water messes and work areas for a better part of the day. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;A month ago&lt;/b&gt; on a trip to IL with LCS they had me crawling in the confined spaces but this go around it was the other guys turn. :-) The job before that one we were simply wipeing ceiling work down and cleaning all the oil off gridwork at the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.connectpositronic.com/&quot;&gt;Positronic plant&lt;/a&gt;. A lot of ladder work there for sure. (Attached picture is of the get up i wore for that job, and one of the look down from a 14 foot ladder)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overall&lt;/b&gt; a long day in deed but enjoyable as always, it is one company i love getting hired out for the day and look forward to it most the time. And can&#39;t wait till next time. :-D &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Attached photo: &lt;/b&gt;Stock before/after picture of a duct, taken off the interwebs but still gives you a good idea what we put our selves into and the work that needs to be done. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Peace!! B-) -Nomad out &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. &lt;/b&gt;Believe it or not i use to be terrified of small spaces but with this job that is exactly where i have to go, but hey i get paid to do it so,..... it is different mentally?..... :s I guess. Lolz Anyways what&#39;s your biggest fear?&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;What I can tell you though&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, is i work and live on minimum wage as a proud employee/laborer for &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.laborready.com/&quot;&gt;Labor Ready (LR)&lt;/a&gt;. (a nation wide day labor temp agency). Although this varies from state to state the current MO going rate is $7.35 an hour. Now because I&#39;m law abiding when it come to working for LR I pay the crazy thing called taxes! o_O &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After taking out taxes dividing it up by 30 days in the month, if I&#39;m lucky and put in 30-40hrs a week I have only $30-35 a day to spend on everything. (gas, food, housing, cell phone, fun stuffs, exedra)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Working for a temp agency&lt;/b&gt; is hit or miss but my past seven months working 35 hours a week for LR have been positive. No i don&#39;t get paid well and 9/10 jobs all pay us the same rate, but i do get paid everyday on a pay card and can take off any day i want to with no questions asked. Those two points in my opinion are well worth it. :-)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So it is safe to assume if i post about a job it is through Labor Ready. Now some of the places or people i work for I cant take pictures nor talk about but i will try my best and fill you in on the jobs i can indeed talk about. :-) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;For relativity reasons currently I work out of the Springfield, MO branch but I started at one of the Denver, CO locations. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace!!! O:-) -Nomad out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. &lt;/b&gt;What is your thoughts on minimum wage overall? Is it reasonable? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Attached picture: &lt;/b&gt;A job that lasted a week, (Denver, CO sometime in November) all i did was pick up trash along side of streets and in the Denver waste management yard. Boring job but someone had to do it. At least it was really really nice weather the whole time. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div class=&#39;separator&#39; style=&#39;clear: both; text-align: center;&#39;&gt; &lt;a href=&#39;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoGc09744PegnGCyVO_hkcumePw1kcmjDL_78sHmqFfwgNizHWSnbB85ANcfV0upNHNenZZBlIry2OSVbynpXWKKeipzMhWQoaVVJQZniXZRy1qVkCtWEKzj3oiuea_ez8vu1qGIgjHOE/s1600/20130104_132606.jpg&#39; imageanchor=&#39;1&#39; style=&#39;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&#39;&gt; &lt;img border=&#39;0&#39; src=&#39;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoGc09744PegnGCyVO_hkcumePw1kcmjDL_78sHmqFfwgNizHWSnbB85ANcfV0upNHNenZZBlIry2OSVbynpXWKKeipzMhWQoaVVJQZniXZRy1qVkCtWEKzj3oiuea_ez8vu1qGIgjHOE/s640/20130104_132606.jpg&#39; /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/feeds/8845663147762285279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2013/04/33-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default/8845663147762285279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default/8845663147762285279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2013/04/33-day.html' title='$33 a day'/><author><name>Cody Stugelmayer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00501319665449769251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKVeQSme5YyvrmJwDaiGxsNWedPtRwo3P1DArN5J8-4S8KPeBtvRyFjxHgl9EHKVJBzDmSLO_Fk5hUq4eaQy2kvTfb6EcVUOA2chYlFyvRj2gW1xn2rgj2I6PtfdcwI_k/s220/2010+Dog+Sled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoGc09744PegnGCyVO_hkcumePw1kcmjDL_78sHmqFfwgNizHWSnbB85ANcfV0upNHNenZZBlIry2OSVbynpXWKKeipzMhWQoaVVJQZniXZRy1qVkCtWEKzj3oiuea_ez8vu1qGIgjHOE/s72-c/20130104_132606.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Springfield, Springfield</georss:featurename><georss:point>37.208958 -93.2923</georss:point></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692067856067313311.post-5879208713199444376</id><published>2013-04-26T20:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-04-26T21:39:50.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rub a dub dub </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;....thanks for the grub!!!&lt;/b&gt; That&#39;s right today (4-26-13) i went over to one of the smaller &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dineoncampus.com/missouristate/&quot;&gt;MSU dinning halls&lt;/a&gt; and hand washed dishes for 4 hours. Aside from the whopping $27 i made after taxes I got a decent hot meal for free so I don&#39;t think i came out bad. I mean heck they were even serving apple pie today, can&#39;t pass that up! Hands down my favorite kind of pie!!!! =-O&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I worked at this same place &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monday of this week&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (4 hours) and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saturday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (10hr day) &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (4.25hr day) &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I worked for the same company&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; but at a different and bigger MSU campus location. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All and all straightforward and enjoyable to get back in and wash a few dishes now and again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace!!! - Nomad out &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. &lt;/b&gt;If you could have any flavor pie, what would it be? :-!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;These questions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; have ever since flowed through my head over&amp;#160; the past years since I first posted here, but I have finally reached a point of realization (Not to mention a higher maturity level) while working for &lt;a href=&quot;http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2013/04/33-day.html?m=1&quot;&gt;Labor Ready&lt;/a&gt; (a nation-wide &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.laborready.com&quot;&gt;temp agency&lt;/a&gt;) that it really doesn&#39;t matter. Most people don&#39;t care if your happy or sad. For the most part we only like to be surrounded by people who are successful and think the way we do. :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Am I the most successful person? hell no; Am I as happy as I can be right now? no, neither is anyone else; Am I doing what I love? Yes; Do I like hustling for work and meeting peoples? More then ever; Do I look forward to the unknown or next thing? Fuck yeah I do, got a problem with it..... Cool story bro contact the complaints department below ;) Am I mostly depressed or negative? Nope, %90 of the time I&#39;m optimistic and happy as a clam; Am I one to worry? I can and use to be, but now that I have seen what hiding can do to a person, I have to stand up and be who I love to Be&lt;/i&gt; :DDD&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;In other words&lt;/b&gt; I politely say &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=gtfo&quot;&gt;GTFO&lt;/a&gt; if you don&#39;t like what or How I post, GTFO if all you want to do is complain about what I post and GTFO if you&#39;re having fun while reading my blog :P ...... Wait Forgot the for warning, I have a sarcastic sense of humor, and didn&#39;t mean that last point. I hope you catch on after time. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This blog is about the raw unedited or non-prefabricated me (That I sometimes have to lean on and use with people) and for me! *Chubby smiley face* I&#39;m hoping to start off by posting what jobs I do everyday and during my off hours what is on my mind.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;My six set out goals with this blog are to:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
1) Inspire others to travel &lt;br&gt;
2) Keep family and friends in the loop :O&lt;br&gt;
3) Share and log the companies and places I work at along with the jobs I perform&lt;br&gt;
4) Post when I feel like it, and not be set on a timeline &lt;br&gt;
5) Post on the go with my smart phone (Samsung Galaxy Sll)&lt;br&gt;
6) Motivate myself to do more fun awesome things!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;By all means, grab your munchies,kick back, open something to drink and read on my friend! But yo, if dig the shit I post by all means Comment or let me know some way, every notification puts a smile to my face.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace dudes!! -Nomad out &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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For many they seem to follow others and bury themselves in an ever-flowing routine and let problems build up, eventually it all comes crashing in on them and they realize less is better. (I think to myself why would I want to live a life like that) We are creatures of&amp;nbsp;habit&amp;nbsp;and all seem to have a&amp;nbsp;natural&amp;nbsp;attraction to one way of&amp;nbsp;living&amp;nbsp;our life, with all due respect these are my thoughts on life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;A friend once told me that I like running.&quot;.....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQaLJd3mYqL87YrY21hwK1iv0Z2Y37nrCS0bGE-QxYciiPZfY1mkVOvZ7gmYpBObCMrVj3NsysfvmTXLFAg3oy3kMr_bsKNVJ52qtrIL_lhfDxXQbdOoiS2J-4wkVaTriyxWGxGKNBAas/s1600/for-banner.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;182&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQaLJd3mYqL87YrY21hwK1iv0Z2Y37nrCS0bGE-QxYciiPZfY1mkVOvZ7gmYpBObCMrVj3NsysfvmTXLFAg3oy3kMr_bsKNVJ52qtrIL_lhfDxXQbdOoiS2J-4wkVaTriyxWGxGKNBAas/s320/for-banner.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a though one for any who naturally enjoy the process of rambling across the land (Nomad), for me it&#39;s not the destination or past that motivates me to move along it&#39;s the simple unknown that grabs my interest and keeps me moving. To others who clam to like living a &quot;cookie cutter life&quot; the thought of just going from place to place is outrageous and to them impossible. Therefore they only see it as I&#39;m running from the past, with all due respect this lifestyle is simple not fitting for most.&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;
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Most people I talk to about what I do and &quot;where I&#39;m from&quot; Seem to all have the same&amp;nbsp;automatic&amp;nbsp;response, that being &quot;I think your lifestyle is really interesting and cool but I don&#39;t think I could do it myself, it just isn&#39;t for me.&quot; lol This is normally followed by my story of how I got to where I&#39;m at, at that point.&lt;br /&gt;
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At the end of the day we look for the next unknown and take it head on and go there or do that, if we find a place we&amp;nbsp;enjoy&amp;nbsp;we stay awhile, with no tie downs at least for me it makes me truly happy and defiantly more confident. Below is an excerpt I came across and agree with&amp;nbsp;written&amp;nbsp;by&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nomadwayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/09/always-on-run.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Nowhere Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Walter Turncoat&#39;; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Anyone that says they have no regrets in life I believe is full of crap.&amp;nbsp; We all have at least one thing where we wish we could turn back the clock and do it all over again knowing what we know now. Thinking about that, every now and then I do wonder..what if..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Walter Turncoat&#39;; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;..what if..I wasn&#39;t always on the run?&amp;nbsp; What if I didn&#39;t have trust issues?&amp;nbsp; What if I never had to worry about making an escape?&amp;nbsp; What if I wasn&#39;t always a stranger?&amp;nbsp; What if I had stayed in one school long enough to be popular and know lots of people?&amp;nbsp; What if I still knew anybody from grade school at all?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What if I could let my guard down? What if everything I owned wasn&#39;t packed in bags? What if I knew where I was going? What if that accident never happened? What if I had family I could talk to?&amp;nbsp; What if I was a better person?&amp;nbsp; What if I had never gotten back in the car that night?&amp;nbsp; What if I had finished college?&amp;nbsp; What if I had never gone AWOL? What if I was never a fugitive? What if I had never met the wrong people? What if I wasn&#39;t always looking over my shoulders? What if I had never seen the inside of a cell? What if being in love lasted forever? What if&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Walter Turncoat&#39;; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;breaking up didn&#39;t hurt so much? What if I didn&#39;t make so many mistakes that I regret?..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Walter Turncoat&#39;; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Walter Turncoat&#39;; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Walter Turncoat&#39;; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;..what if..I wasn&#39;t always on the run?&amp;nbsp; What if I didn&#39;t have trust issues?&amp;nbsp; What if I never had to worry about making an escape?&amp;nbsp; What if I wasn&#39;t always a stranger?&amp;nbsp; What if I had stayed in one school long enough to be popular and know lots of people?&amp;nbsp; What if I still knew anybody from grade school at all?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What if I could let my guard down? What if everything I owned wasn&#39;t packed in bags? What if I knew where I was going? What if that accident never happened? What if I had family I could talk to?&amp;nbsp; What if I was a better person?&amp;nbsp; What if I had never gotten back in the car that night?&amp;nbsp; What if I had finished&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Walter Turncoat&#39;; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;college?&amp;nbsp; What if I had never gone AWOL? What if I was never a fugitive? What if I had never met the wrong people? What if I wasn&#39;t always looking over my shoulders? What if I had never seen the inside of a cell? What if being in love lasted forever? What if breaking up didn&#39;t hurt so much? What if I didn&#39;t make so many mistakes that I regret?..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;Walter Turncoat&#39;; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;What if..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; ..I wasn&#39;t alone..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: dimgrey; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;(Excerpt&amp;nbsp;written&amp;nbsp;by&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nomadwayoflife.blogspot.com/2011/09/always-on-run.html&quot; style=&quot;color: #967737; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Nowhere Man&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Definition of Bucket List:&lt;/b&gt; A list of things you want to do before you die. 
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I believe people started to really consider the term once a Rob Reiner movie was released called &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0825232/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&quot;The Bucket List&quot;&lt;/a&gt; in which 2 terminally ill men (played by Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson) go on a road trip to do the things they wanted to do before they died (kicked the bucket).
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&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sadly, the old man passed away with his bucket list still containing several unfulfilled desires.&lt;a name=&#39;more&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
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That movie to me was good but the show &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mtv.com/shows/buried_life/season_2/series.jhtml&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The Buried Life&lt;/a&gt; is what truly inspired me to make a list. For me it seemed Like I had an endless amount of places I wanted to go and things I wanted to see. During my free time over the summer when I wasn&#39;t working I started to put a list together. It took about two months to write up, and So far this is what I have: &lt;a href=&quot;http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/p/my-bucket-list.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Go check it out.&lt;/a&gt; As I progress along, plan to be involved as I post my experiences.  
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&lt;b&gt;If you didn&#39;t get the chance to tune into the Buried Life,&lt;/b&gt; It began with a simple question: &quot;What do you want to do before you die?&quot; Out of it grew an inspirational TV show and a grassroots movement that has allowed viewers to live vicariously through four friends -- Ben, Jonnie, Duncan and Dave -- as they put themselves in the most incredible and unexpected situations while traveling the country trying to complete a list of &quot;100 things they want to do before they die.&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/feeds/7475967026562260452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-bucket-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default/7475967026562260452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default/7475967026562260452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-bucket-list.html' title='My Bucket List'/><author><name>Cody Stugelmayer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00501319665449769251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKVeQSme5YyvrmJwDaiGxsNWedPtRwo3P1DArN5J8-4S8KPeBtvRyFjxHgl9EHKVJBzDmSLO_Fk5hUq4eaQy2kvTfb6EcVUOA2chYlFyvRj2gW1xn2rgj2I6PtfdcwI_k/s220/2010+Dog+Sled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifHow5xlama5xrE-1lsetuZh5rtyiGA6NceXpIJzHME9i306ATDUYOsPx7Y0K_2y_gFgwUQl99BVgCZYtZcyWYU-hX24QIWZ0GoDKS00SF-FiLoGqdimXnY67Cv_3hOu2pDubTHzl2DM8/s72-c/Bucket+List.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692067856067313311.post-9135674977049834371</id><published>2011-09-21T23:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T23:42:31.191-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Environment"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Video"/><title type='text'>The Story of Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;
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Defiantly a video that is worth watching. I will admit I haven&#39;t done a hole lot to lower the amount of waste besides simply having/buying less stuff. If something is worn and no longer usable I will replace it, but for the most part I use stuff to it&#39;s fullest. What are your thoughts on this? Do you reduce and Recycle as much as you could be?&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/feeds/9135674977049834371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2011/09/story-of-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default/9135674977049834371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default/9135674977049834371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2011/09/story-of-stuff.html' title='The Story of Stuff'/><author><name>Cody Stugelmayer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00501319665449769251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKVeQSme5YyvrmJwDaiGxsNWedPtRwo3P1DArN5J8-4S8KPeBtvRyFjxHgl9EHKVJBzDmSLO_Fk5hUq4eaQy2kvTfb6EcVUOA2chYlFyvRj2gW1xn2rgj2I6PtfdcwI_k/s220/2010+Dog+Sled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/9GorqroigqM/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692067856067313311.post-657238327167779292</id><published>2011-09-21T19:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T23:42:48.729-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="About This Blog"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General"/><title type='text'>Welcome to my blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: Arial, &#39;Helvetica Neue&#39;, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #666666;&quot;&gt;(This Picture Was taken in January 2010 during a weekend Dog Sledding trip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #666666;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;For those of you who don’t&amp;nbsp;personally&amp;nbsp;know me, My name is Cody and I aim to take life as it comes. I think you will find my life&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;interesting&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was born on October 11th 1993, and started to travel with Boy Scouts at the age of ten. At the age of 14 I started to explore the USA One Campground/forest at a time. I’m originally from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Minnesota and in July 2010 I moved to&amp;nbsp;Thornton&amp;nbsp;Colorado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #666666;&quot;&gt;This Blog will bring you along through my journey into adulthood and my constant aim to live a nomadic life style. I&#39;m Also hoping to have sections to help you plan your next trip. &amp;nbsp;Hope you enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/feeds/657238327167779292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2011/09/welcome-to-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default/657238327167779292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3692067856067313311/posts/default/657238327167779292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventurousnomad.blogspot.com/2011/09/welcome-to-my-blog.html' title='Welcome to my blog!'/><author><name>Cody Stugelmayer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00501319665449769251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKVeQSme5YyvrmJwDaiGxsNWedPtRwo3P1DArN5J8-4S8KPeBtvRyFjxHgl9EHKVJBzDmSLO_Fk5hUq4eaQy2kvTfb6EcVUOA2chYlFyvRj2gW1xn2rgj2I6PtfdcwI_k/s220/2010+Dog+Sled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyDqrfYjhnzRtVt_K_Ywwcq6FCFeGzTJusnx89Hjnyya6uEPawP3HUY448-DrjI712T-vi4FwOAjhgo-awFhIat7BK9e2GlA4k8pJ1Pz5l_n9U7s3fBlMngShI9CkG5EVJbsmnPNXQsU4/s72-c/2010+Dog+Sled.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>