<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<?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:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQCSXY7eCp7ImA9WhRUFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676</id><updated>2012-01-26T02:06:08.800-08:00</updated><category term="Steve Martin" /><category term="Brad Womack" /><category term="dogs humping" /><category term="socially awkward" /><category term="army" /><category term="First Blog" /><category term="SUP" /><category term="Lost" /><category term="stand up paddle board" /><category term="Lake Austin" /><category term="ncaa tournament" /><title>Off the Beaten Path</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/bvAXI" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/bvaxi" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04AQH48cCp7ImA9WhZSEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-5506579833791334691</id><published>2011-03-27T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T22:59:01.078-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-27T22:59:01.078-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="socially awkward" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ncaa tournament" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stand up paddle board" /><title>Random Thoughts</title><content type="html">I can't get over the fact that teams settle for shooting 3's when all they need to do is drive to the bucket and get fouled. Makes you wonder how coaches get paid millions of dollars and can't figure that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be socially awkward. I never feel right when out at a bar with people i don't really know all that well. Maybe it's just because I don't enjoy going to bars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did stand up paddle again this weekend. It was great. I'm starting to get the hang of it. Hopefully someday I can afford to buy my own and take it everywhere with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-5506579833791334691?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PiXBY91EBycFT15mHbl5m2uwl5c/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PiXBY91EBycFT15mHbl5m2uwl5c/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PiXBY91EBycFT15mHbl5m2uwl5c/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/PiXBY91EBycFT15mHbl5m2uwl5c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/JoLmS0aexQ4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/5506579833791334691/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=5506579833791334691" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/5506579833791334691?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/5506579833791334691?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/JoLmS0aexQ4/random-thoughts.html" title="Random Thoughts" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-thoughts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QDQX47eCp7ImA9WhZTE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-4377864848156680949</id><published>2011-03-16T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T21:16:10.000-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-16T21:16:10.000-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Brad Womack" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Steve Martin" /><title>My Reality</title><content type="html">I am here in Austin, TX and was with Kim walking around downtown to check out some of the SXSW that we could hear on the sidewalk. We spotted Brad Womack and his new flame at one of the bars...might of been one of the ones he owns. Not sure. They were surrounded by a lot of people....we kept walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made Kim watch "the Jerk" the other night for the first time. I wasn't expecting her to like it, but she loved it and is still quoting it. Steve Martin is on Letterman tonight, he's one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted some new pics yesterday at &lt;a href="http://www.ImagesByJoseph.com"&gt;www.ImagesbyJoseph.com&lt;/a&gt; . I think they are some of my better pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-4377864848156680949?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/R5801Yfee0BBZp1YnC4J90IKSXA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/R5801Yfee0BBZp1YnC4J90IKSXA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/R5801Yfee0BBZp1YnC4J90IKSXA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/R5801Yfee0BBZp1YnC4J90IKSXA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/B3b4kWdr5Jc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/4377864848156680949/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=4377864848156680949" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/4377864848156680949?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/4377864848156680949?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/B3b4kWdr5Jc/my-reality.html" title="My Reality" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-reality.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AFRn4_fSp7ImA9Wx9aGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-4038724068249846832</id><published>2011-03-12T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T18:01:57.045-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-12T18:01:57.045-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lake Austin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SUP" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stand up paddle board" /><title>Austin, TX</title><content type="html">I found my old blog and figured that since google was paying me with the google adsense, I might as well start blogging on here a bit more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I did stand up paddle boarding at lake Austin. It was really awesome. I was pretty nervous at the beginning, but quickly got the hang of it and had a lot of fun. I think I am going to look into starting my own SUP business. We'll see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-4038724068249846832?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5bGM1F8RS6IcR3rBu25hjPyJnNw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5bGM1F8RS6IcR3rBu25hjPyJnNw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5bGM1F8RS6IcR3rBu25hjPyJnNw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5bGM1F8RS6IcR3rBu25hjPyJnNw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/Ck3WeUKQ2dw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/4038724068249846832/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=4038724068249846832" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/4038724068249846832?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/4038724068249846832?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/Ck3WeUKQ2dw/austin-tx.html" title="Austin, TX" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2011/03/austin-tx.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIDSHw9fCp7ImA9WB5aFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-3960070154476049735</id><published>2007-09-11T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:12:59.264-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-09-11T23:12:59.264-07:00</app:edited><title>I'm Moving</title><content type="html">My blog has officially moved to a different website. So all of you out there who read my blog(that's you mom) go to &lt;a href="http://feedthehabit.wordpress.com"&gt;feedthehabit.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt; if you want to continue to check up on me. Gracias&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-3960070154476049735?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kbHAiFC688HHjf4JIpDS7wncAM4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kbHAiFC688HHjf4JIpDS7wncAM4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kbHAiFC688HHjf4JIpDS7wncAM4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kbHAiFC688HHjf4JIpDS7wncAM4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/7IM7kQ_EAPU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/3960070154476049735/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=3960070154476049735" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/3960070154476049735?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/3960070154476049735?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/7IM7kQ_EAPU/im-moving.html" title="I'm Moving" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-moving.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMHR3c6fyp7ImA9WB5aFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-6922577470676171904</id><published>2007-09-09T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T23:07:16.917-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-09-09T23:07:16.917-07:00</app:edited><title>i want you to notice</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xdQuApfXWf0/RuTag1vIbPI/AAAAAAAABqs/MQTDUbXatUM/s1600-h/2007_0910belgiantrailhouse0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xdQuApfXWf0/RuTag1vIbPI/AAAAAAAABqs/MQTDUbXatUM/s400/2007_0910belgiantrailhouse0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108448135060417778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xdQuApfXWf0/RuTaXVvIbOI/AAAAAAAABqk/t1ZxthytHBw/s1600-h/2007_0910belgiantrailhouse0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xdQuApfXWf0/RuTaXVvIbOI/AAAAAAAABqk/t1ZxthytHBw/s400/2007_0910belgiantrailhouse0005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108447971851660514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we are finally out of the apartment and in to the house. It's great having so much more space, a pool, and living in a nice neigborhood. Unfortunately, we have very little furniture, and we have an entire living room that is sitting empty. Hopefully we can find some cheap furniture to fill the void. Or we could just go with George's idea and turn it into a dance floor. We are hoping to make some friends so that we can entertain now that we have this big house and a nice pool, but we'll see if that happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football season is in full effect, and what that normally means is our tv will be on much more on the weekends. This is always such a good time of year because baseball is winding down, which is exciting, and football is just getting under way, which can't be beat. Unfortunately, now that i live in an area where the weather will be close to perfect this time of year, i won't want to be sitting on a couch all weekend like i would of if i lived back where it is cold. So we'll see what happens. Hopefully i create a fulfilling balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New season of 'Curb Your Enthusiasm' started tonight. It didn't dissapoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw where the movie "Into the Wild" is coming out in a few weeks. It's based on a book by John Krakaeur about this dude who graduates college, then gives away all of his posessions and takes off cross country with nothing but the clothes on his back for an adventure. Anyway, i loved the book, but i have a feeling the movie is really gonna suck. We'll see what happens. But the moral to this story is i suggest you read the book. BTW it's a true story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't dated a girl in well over a year now. Been on some dates, but that's about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a 6 day work week this week. Looking forward to going to Chicago the following weekend though. Chicago has always been my favorite city for the most part. Maybe because it's really one of the only major cities i have spent a lot of time in, and the fact that it's just a really cool city. But i am looking forward to spending some time with my high school buddies, catching a cubs game, and seeing the city. What i am not looking forward to is catching a 6am flight out of chicago on that monday, and  landing in Phoenix at 7am to go to work for the entire day shortly after. What was i thinking?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-6922577470676171904?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/C2Hxz3KWFp598wUaTefqpV4iOxs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/C2Hxz3KWFp598wUaTefqpV4iOxs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/C2Hxz3KWFp598wUaTefqpV4iOxs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/C2Hxz3KWFp598wUaTefqpV4iOxs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/NDNFTRM6dpo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/6922577470676171904/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=6922577470676171904" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/6922577470676171904?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/6922577470676171904?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/NDNFTRM6dpo/i-want-you-to-notice.html" title="i want you to notice" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xdQuApfXWf0/RuTag1vIbPI/AAAAAAAABqs/MQTDUbXatUM/s72-c/2007_0910belgiantrailhouse0007.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-want-you-to-notice.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIGSXk-eip7ImA9WB5bGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-4670618542982201296</id><published>2007-09-04T23:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T23:25:28.752-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-09-04T23:25:28.752-07:00</app:edited><title>be a beach bum, it's more fun</title><content type="html">I just finished watching the documentary called "the bridge". It focuses on people jumping off the Golden Gate Bridge to there death, and family and friends of these people talk about the mental state of what the people were like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously a very sad documentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it got me thinking about just how far away from my mental state must i be to even consider doing something like that. In my mind, there is always tomorrow. And even on the most horrific of days, tomorrow can always be a better day. You never know what can happen. Everybody body has there bad days, but most people can wake up the next day and realize that everything always will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each individual suicide case is different i'm sure. Although most of them must feel like there is just no where else to turn and instead of living through there daily mental anguish, it would be easy to put themselves out of there misery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so many people are depressed these days because our society has created such pressure on people to succeed. And if you don't succeed, then you can only be a failure. I was watching a talk by &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/index.php/speakers/view/id/69"&gt;Sir Ken Robinson&lt;/a&gt; about how schools are totally ruining kids and how it will hurt society in the future. Well to a lot of extent i think he is correct. Along those same lines, i think our schools and society in general look down upon individual creativity and people who are not the norm. And the pressure to fit in, and be rich, and to make something of yourself is becoming greater with each generation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short, and when i really think about it, it seems so rediculous that most of us will waste 30 years of our lives sitting behind a desk or a computer to make ends meet, instead of actually doing what we really want to do and living life to the fullest. It's because our society only measures success based on how much money you make, how good looking your significant other is, and what kind of car you drive. So instead of actually doing something you privately dream about that would make you totally happy, you end up trying to live up to other peoples ideals and that, in my mind, creates unnecessary pressure and unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could say i live by what i just wrote about, but of course i don't, and i have my 9-5 behind a desk. But hopefully the first step to lead me to fulfilling my real dreams is the realization that i know what would make me most happy and successful in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really sad to think that some poeple feel so trapped that there only alternative is to kill themselves. Why not instead of killing yourself, move to a place where you don't know anybody, and just start a new life. Create a new you where nobody knows a thing about you. Work at a video store the rest of your life if that makes you happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, to me it's just frustrating to see healthy people kill themselves, when in actuality there are so many alternatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's my midnight rant on suicide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-4670618542982201296?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9cMyEt1yEIj5NwIDv0Q2f_Zbk4k/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9cMyEt1yEIj5NwIDv0Q2f_Zbk4k/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9cMyEt1yEIj5NwIDv0Q2f_Zbk4k/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9cMyEt1yEIj5NwIDv0Q2f_Zbk4k/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/OpvdvvBq8Q4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/4670618542982201296/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=4670618542982201296" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/4670618542982201296?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/4670618542982201296?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/OpvdvvBq8Q4/be-beach-bum-its-more-fun.html" title="be a beach bum, it's more fun" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/09/be-beach-bum-its-more-fun.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAASH04fip7ImA9WB5bGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-7575014853239704075</id><published>2007-09-04T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:32:29.336-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-09-04T21:32:29.336-07:00</app:edited><title>The Bridge</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xdQuApfXWf0/Rt4mGVvIbNI/AAAAAAAABps/PYxqk294RG0/s1600-h/DSCF0625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xdQuApfXWf0/Rt4mGVvIbNI/AAAAAAAABps/PYxqk294RG0/s400/DSCF0625.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106560917840620754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gained about 273 lbs over the weekend while eating home cooked meals that i don't normally get to eat....obviously because i am not normally home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this past weekend, I've learned that i like babies and am not afraid of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel i should respond to my buddies blog http://lifeofajesse.blogspot.com  about his friends being lame sometimes. My response is that not everybody has the same interests, not everybody gets the same thing out of doing certain things, and not everybody is in the same point in there life where certain things might be more important than others. I think i was probably quoted in his blog when it read "i don't see the point of going out". At least i am guessing that i am probably who he was reffering to, or at least one of the people he had in mind. I know he already knows what i am about to type, but thought i would share it with anybody else who might care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If you put yourself in my shoes, it would be easy to see why i don't like going out. First of all, i don't like talking to strangers. Second i don't drink. Third, it sucks watching my friends spend 2 hours talking about which girl they think they might want to talk to, only to see 2 hours later, no progress has been made other than spending way too much money on drinks. Did i mention i am not comfortable approaching strangers? Fifth, since i don't drink, it's not fun being with drunk people at 3am while they are making irrational decisions while i only want to find my bed. Sixth, you can't have a conversation because things are always too loud. Eighth, i don't like to dance. Ninth, I am 27 years old and have never met anybody at a bar that i have ever wanted to see again. And tenth, movie theater seats are more comfortable than a bar seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to some people like Mr. Ferrell, there personality totally makes going to a bar or club something fun for them. So i guess to summarize "too each his own". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now in 3 fantasy football leagues, totally wasting my money. Amazingly i haven't had one say on any single draft pick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom has become my most loyal blog reader apparantley. So i figured i would start her and my dad with there own blog www.newgrandparents.blogspot.com .... We'll see if they ever make an entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving day is this weekend to the new house. Totally not looking forward to packing my possesions, even though all i have are my clothes and a bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my guitar back from Indiana. One of my co-workers has been wanting to teach me how to play, so we'll see what happens. I plan on starting a band in about 2 years....pretty sure i could be the lead singer with my killer voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching a documentary called "the bridge" about all of these people trying to commit suicide off the Golden Gate Bridge. Very uplifting movie. First scene, this guy just jumped off...nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure i have the cutest nephews in the world, but i bet you will say that too at some point in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Zambrano....no soup for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-7575014853239704075?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ladzzhAd4mare37cuasE-ZPTCX8/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ladzzhAd4mare37cuasE-ZPTCX8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ladzzhAd4mare37cuasE-ZPTCX8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ladzzhAd4mare37cuasE-ZPTCX8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/EtyigCLnd7s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/7575014853239704075/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=7575014853239704075" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/7575014853239704075?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/7575014853239704075?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/EtyigCLnd7s/bridge.html" title="The Bridge" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xdQuApfXWf0/Rt4mGVvIbNI/AAAAAAAABps/PYxqk294RG0/s72-c/DSCF0625.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/09/bridge.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YGRX8zcCp7ImA9WhRRGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-3376171528930775161</id><published>2007-08-29T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T07:18:44.188-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-02T07:18:44.188-08:00</app:edited><title>epiphany</title><content type="html">I watched a documentary last night called "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the future we will create"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about this convention they have every year in Monterey, California. It was such an interesting thing and i ended up going to the website. The website is &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com"&gt;www.ted.com&lt;/a&gt; ....and it has all sorts of interesting people who are allowed about 20 minutes to present to the audience their thought, their invention, their idea, their work, their music, or basically any other creative thing that they have come up with. Much of it deals with social issues and how the world can be changed for the better. Anyway, it's really interesting stuff and i have become addicted to listening to what these creative people have to say and show. Here is an example of one of my favorites speakers i have heard so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/view/id/66"&gt;Sir Ken Robinson: Do Schools Kill Creativity?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if any of you happen to get addicted to this website like i am, feel free to let me know if you find any really interesting videos on there that i might like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy Football has started and i am now in a different league with different people than i have been before. I can tell this league is going to consume much more of my time than probably ever before. I bought a horrid team from somebody who gave up i think and it has been fun trying to rebuild it. We'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really looking forward to going home this weekend and seeing everybody. I think i have mentioned that before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i want to start a non-profit organization via a website that people can donate money to any cause they wish. I could put hundreds of  "causes" onto my website that people could donate money to their cause of choice, and i could allocate that money to a certain organization. I just thought of that as i am typing this, and i am sure i could make it much better and more elaborate than that, but you get the idea. Just an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubs lose today, but still a few games up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-3376171528930775161?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/l0jOGdcXkP30gc84ZtQJAFl61xA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/l0jOGdcXkP30gc84ZtQJAFl61xA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/l0jOGdcXkP30gc84ZtQJAFl61xA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/l0jOGdcXkP30gc84ZtQJAFl61xA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/WOfHtvxdLFg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/3376171528930775161/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=3376171528930775161" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/3376171528930775161?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/3376171528930775161?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/WOfHtvxdLFg/blog-post.html" title="epiphany" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4BQ344fCp7ImA9WB5bEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-7493052152523846457</id><published>2007-08-26T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:42:32.034-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-08-26T23:42:32.034-07:00</app:edited><title>thank god for good directions and turnip greens</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xdQuApfXWf0/RtJtJFvIaNI/AAAAAAAABhI/QU3V4LJDiLo/s1600-h/pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xdQuApfXWf0/RtJtJFvIaNI/AAAAAAAABhI/QU3V4LJDiLo/s320/pool.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103261330690304210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the house hunting has come to an end finally and it appears we found a cool house to move into soon in a super duper neighborhood with an HOA and everything. We aren't even allowed to park our cars on the street. But now we have to find a 4th roomate, which seeems like a more difficult challenge than finding the house. So far we have come accross a cage fighter, a former nebraska football player(who is the top candidate so far), and a dirt bike racer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say i didn't know that i could peel for so long after a sun burn. It's pretty amazing and i look forward to the day when i am white as a ghost and don't have to worry about this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend i fly home to see the fam and the new additions to the fam. Should be lots of fun and a quick trip as always. It will be the first time i will of flown home and the entire family is there, since all of the siblings have moved home but me. Looking forward to all of the guilt trips thrown my way. Should be a good time though. Last year at this time was my first trip home after moving to california. Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite time of the year is approaching, which is fall. That means football season, cooler temps, leaves changing colors, tailgating, long sleeve clothes,curb your enthusiasm,, and baseball playoffs. I can also say i have almost survived my 2nd summer in Phoenix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was one of the best nights of sleep i have had in a while. Hoping to duplicate that tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this house we found to rent is like 2800 sq ft and we have no furniture. And when i say no furniture, we have 2 couches and a small kitchen table. But that's it. And i think there is a chance the couches might be sold at some point by jonah. So if anybody know anybody looking to cheaply get rid of lots of furniture, let me know. Hopefully the new roomie was like a former furniture sales person and can furnish the entire house. Looks like we might be searching craigslist for some sweet furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched the first half of bob saget't stand-up comedy special tonight on HBO. I anticipated it to be really funny because it was kinda hyped up. But it wasn't remotely funny at all. I mean the dude is really vulger, and a lot of time that is funny. But nothing he said made sense. The only thing i gathered was he was trying to set the tv record for most times dropping the f-bomb in an hour. He had no jokes, definitely was making stuff up as he went, and used the Full House references way too much....even though those seemed to be the only half way funny things he said. Just dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubs in first place still, holding on barely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-7493052152523846457?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5XCnxSd3RcPrAH2yIC_OAtnAbH8/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5XCnxSd3RcPrAH2yIC_OAtnAbH8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5XCnxSd3RcPrAH2yIC_OAtnAbH8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5XCnxSd3RcPrAH2yIC_OAtnAbH8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/A36ITjFmjTs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/7493052152523846457/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=7493052152523846457" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/7493052152523846457?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/7493052152523846457?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/A36ITjFmjTs/thank-god-for-good-directions-and.html" title="thank god for good directions and turnip greens" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xdQuApfXWf0/RtJtJFvIaNI/AAAAAAAABhI/QU3V4LJDiLo/s72-c/pool.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/08/thank-god-for-good-directions-and.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QCQHo8fCp7ImA9WhRRGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-2340208123493008292</id><published>2007-08-22T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T07:22:41.474-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-02T07:22:41.474-08:00</app:edited><title>full house</title><content type="html">Well, i am officially an uncle of 2 boys as of about an hour ago. I think their names are Jameson and Keegan, but as many times as my sister has changed their names, i will need to get confirmation on that. I guess my vote didn't count for them to be named after their favorite uncle Joey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really sure exactly what the job responsibilty of an uncle is. But i think it involves only fun stuff like gift giving, wrestling with the kids, holding them until they cry or need to use the restroom, and making funny faces at them. I'm pretty sure i will never have to change a diaper, although since she got 2 babies for the price of one, the rules might change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to get some gifts for when i go home next weekend. I am absolutely clueless on what to get, but i think its probably gonna involving some small clothes or toys or something. If anybody has any good suggestions let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubbies are looking like they are about to score here in the 10th inning. We'll see if they can blow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure i am going to win the $250 million powerball here in a few minutes. That would allow me to buy lots of baby presents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubs just scored to take the lead. Maybe it is my lucky night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-2340208123493008292?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gBhGxRPuU4MOGPLjFP_UtvF1EEg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gBhGxRPuU4MOGPLjFP_UtvF1EEg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gBhGxRPuU4MOGPLjFP_UtvF1EEg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gBhGxRPuU4MOGPLjFP_UtvF1EEg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/4_b7jjCOx5Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/2340208123493008292/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=2340208123493008292" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/2340208123493008292?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/2340208123493008292?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/4_b7jjCOx5Y/full-house.html" title="full house" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/08/full-house.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMMQ307eCp7ImA9WB5UFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-3447101060150869405</id><published>2007-08-19T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:18:02.300-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-08-19T21:18:02.300-07:00</app:edited><title>character created</title><content type="html">There is a new blogger in town and his name is Eric Ferrell. For those of you who don't know him, you can find him on my myspace page. He officially started his blog tonight, and i am guessing it's going to be pretty entertaining. Afterall, he is the Jesseist of them all. For those of you who don't know what a Jesse is, here is my personal definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;JESSE&lt;/span&gt;: One who is not afraid of making a jackass out of himself in order to get a girl. One who speaks his mind without worry of offending people. One who is very goofy. One who might pull a fast one on you if your not careful. One who is a bit full of themselves, but knows it and isn't afraid to let other people know it. One who does things out of the ordinary. One who is capable of remarkable things, in ways others are not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so check out his blog. http://lifeofajesse.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's back to work tomorrow after a week off. Nobody ever looks forward to that first day back to work, and i am no exception. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent all of last week in 90 degree weather in florida with humidity. Spent today in 100 degree weather in Arizona with little humidity. I can settle the argument that humidity or not, Arizona feels much more hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at a point in my life again where i feel i need to evaluate what the hell is going on. I feel i have been given some strong hints in the past few months from the man upstairs, and i am trying to act on it.....but we'll see what happens. I'll let you know if that works out. I think i am just never going to be the type of person that can do the same thing for very long. Hopefully that doesn't tie in with my relationships as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to listen to more Radiohead. Something about there music just fits my moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often think i would be a happier person if i were homeless and didn't have any responsibilities. I could ride the rails and travel the country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vacation was good for me in that it broke me of my routine for a while. I was able to step back and think about things. I learned i didn't need the internet as much as i thought, and i could go without constantly thinking about work. Give me a book and a beach and i am set. I live in arizona why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grocery shopping was good today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-3447101060150869405?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mLoBMdxC8H713m8-Fu7UJIhC0pk/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mLoBMdxC8H713m8-Fu7UJIhC0pk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mLoBMdxC8H713m8-Fu7UJIhC0pk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mLoBMdxC8H713m8-Fu7UJIhC0pk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/KV7IAYWvO0A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/3447101060150869405/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=3447101060150869405" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/3447101060150869405?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/3447101060150869405?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/KV7IAYWvO0A/character-created.html" title="character created" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/08/character-created.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYFRHw6cCp7ImA9WB5UE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-8645688276750758031</id><published>2007-08-16T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T20:41:55.218-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-08-16T20:41:55.218-07:00</app:edited><title>i burn</title><content type="html">Sadly, my vacation is almost over. I had hoped to make it through the entire vacation without peeling, but unfortunately it only took 1 day to get toasted and i am now in full fledge peel mode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think ferrell and jonah believed me when i said there wasn't anything to do in Marco Island. They found out very quickly when on the first night they scoured the entire town with there new friend Sigon, a marriott employee who they met and paid a few bucks to drive them around after he got off work.. He showed them all of the hot spots, which are took very little time because there are none. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was another attempt for them to hit the naples bar scene, i guess hoping to meet some smokin hot ladies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized i need to buy my sister's new twin babies that she is going to have here in a few days some gifts before i go home at the end of the month. This is all new to me, i have no clue what to buy, but i am sure i will find something. Are they too young for G.I. Joe's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have read 2 books this vacation, one by Tony Dungy which was very good. The other was called "the only road north", a true story about some kids riding dirt bikes from the souther tip of africa to the northern. Might be my favorite book i have ever read, or at least i think it fit in to my current state of mind and age. I highly suggest it, it was given to me from my mom after she read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to remember about this vacation so far:&lt;br /&gt;-the appliance guy.&lt;br /&gt;-never shave your head before spending a week at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;-marco island is not a place for single people.&lt;br /&gt;-apparantley not everyone likes ferrell, and he doesn't care.&lt;br /&gt;-i miss thunderstorms&lt;br /&gt;-the secret&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-8645688276750758031?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iX9StpaIK2jamaLlzsHWyhLAg_g/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iX9StpaIK2jamaLlzsHWyhLAg_g/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iX9StpaIK2jamaLlzsHWyhLAg_g/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iX9StpaIK2jamaLlzsHWyhLAg_g/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/w6j3lEq3QHQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/8645688276750758031/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=8645688276750758031" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/8645688276750758031?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/8645688276750758031?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/w6j3lEq3QHQ/i-burn.html" title="i burn" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-burn.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMNQHY9eSp7ImA9WB5VGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-4351766318369765029</id><published>2007-08-10T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T21:28:11.861-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-08-10T21:28:11.861-07:00</app:edited><title>dave chappelle is funny</title><content type="html">Friday is finally here and that means i leave bright and early tomorrow morning for vacation to florida. This week at work was very busy, so that allowed the week to fly by and didn't let me think much about vacation. It's 9:30pm and i still need to pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to hear annabelle was found. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good chance i will be an uncle by the end of the coming week. Pretty excited about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is absolutely pounding right now. I think it is my haircut i gave myself tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to do my best to pack as light as possible. I don't think i am going to packy any nice clothes, just t-shirst, shorts, and a swimsuit. I am going to do my best not to spend money. I'll report back on how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head still hurts. Time to pack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-4351766318369765029?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mz0UOLofVp-iE00b0z7cahcec9w/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mz0UOLofVp-iE00b0z7cahcec9w/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mz0UOLofVp-iE00b0z7cahcec9w/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mz0UOLofVp-iE00b0z7cahcec9w/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/uSd9IZb7Peg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/4351766318369765029/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=4351766318369765029" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/4351766318369765029?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/4351766318369765029?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/uSd9IZb7Peg/dave-chappelle-is-funny.html" title="dave chappelle is funny" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/08/dave-chappelle-is-funny.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIMQnszfSp7ImA9WB5VE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-4144244896722761502</id><published>2007-08-05T12:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T12:53:03.585-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-08-05T12:53:03.585-07:00</app:edited><title>feed the habit</title><content type="html">Update on bowling night last night. As i predicted, there was some heavy drinking going on by my competitors, mainly NIck....and it allowed me to bring home the bacon once again. When will these guys learn? I think jonah actually has learned as he upped his game and didn't drink too much, but the pins stopped falling for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think all of us will be myspacing when we are all senior citizens? It's sounds funny, but think about how addicted most of us probably are to that damn site. And it's not like just because you get married you stop myspacing. Plenty of married folk are on there. I think it's a legit thought that i could be posting pictures of me and my buddy, at 80 years old, showing the good times we are having at the bingo hall. Hopefully i can break the habit when it's time.....myspace is like crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i slept in until almost noon today. Haven't done that in a long time, but i think it was much needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ferrell reminded me, 6 days until florida. Remember to bring the video camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go cubs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-4144244896722761502?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KKfvK5kYgMvrM4SxkrcNUBlXfJ4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KKfvK5kYgMvrM4SxkrcNUBlXfJ4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KKfvK5kYgMvrM4SxkrcNUBlXfJ4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KKfvK5kYgMvrM4SxkrcNUBlXfJ4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/ZE5miKJtV-U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/4144244896722761502/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=4144244896722761502" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/4144244896722761502?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/4144244896722761502?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/ZE5miKJtV-U/feed-habit.html" title="feed the habit" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/08/feed-habit.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EDQnk7fip7ImA9WB5VEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-791640996382313748</id><published>2007-08-04T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T12:27:53.706-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-08-04T12:27:53.706-07:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Jonah and i had our typical date last night to the movies to go see "The Bourne Ultimatum". I guess i would say it was a solid movie in the Trilogy, but to me the first one was still the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparantley tonight is going to be bowling night. Typically what happens when we go bowling is we all make a little wager....and then everybody ends up getting hammered...except me of course because i don't drink. And so since they can hardly see straight, i end up taking most of there money. At least that is how you would think it would work out, but because i am not the best bowler, the drunkards still hold there own. Fun times though, looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a very popular beauty salon right next door from my office. Seeing as my desk sits looking out towards the parking lot here in Scottsdale, it can become extremely distracting for obvious reasons, especially if you have ever seen some of the women in Scottsdale. There are certainly some interesting people walking in there. There are some people who seriously need to lay off the tanning. I never knew how many old people actually go to the tanning bed....and you would think that by living in the damn desert, they wouldn't need to. There must be some sort of addiction associated with tanning, maybe i should perform a study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 more days until Marco Island. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to learn how to cook. My eating habits are becoming downright awful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country music has offically become my choice of music 90% of the time when listening to the radio. Very strange. Must have something to do with getting older or something, i dunno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-791640996382313748?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uPGzOScKA7ZT6q4EYP1imBXKb10/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uPGzOScKA7ZT6q4EYP1imBXKb10/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uPGzOScKA7ZT6q4EYP1imBXKb10/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uPGzOScKA7ZT6q4EYP1imBXKb10/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/F6dfqjwOABM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/791640996382313748/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=791640996382313748" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/791640996382313748?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/791640996382313748?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/F6dfqjwOABM/jonah-and-i-had-our-typical-date-last.html" title="" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/08/jonah-and-i-had-our-typical-date-last.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUFRHw9eSp7ImA9WB5VEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-8647184495844998913</id><published>2007-08-01T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T22:56:55.261-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-08-01T22:56:55.261-07:00</app:edited><title>It's business time</title><content type="html">Can't imagine driving over a bridge and it just collapsing to the ground into a River. How does that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Rubio's for the 3rd time in 3 days today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had the movie "letters from Iwojima" for over a week now from Netflix, and i just got "reno 911: miami" today, and as it stands i have watched Reno 911 but still not Letters from Iwojima. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treadmills make me feel faint for some reason. I swear i about blacked out a few times while running today for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubs are in 1st place. Can i get a booyeah Stuart Scott?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's business time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Qy6CxgqW20"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Qy6CxgqW20" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-8647184495844998913?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/woFbXtmLh_li0pAsYoB_aEby8Jw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/woFbXtmLh_li0pAsYoB_aEby8Jw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/woFbXtmLh_li0pAsYoB_aEby8Jw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/woFbXtmLh_li0pAsYoB_aEby8Jw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/1jUJHf1UnzQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/8647184495844998913/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=8647184495844998913" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/8647184495844998913?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/8647184495844998913?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/1jUJHf1UnzQ/its-business-time.html" title="It's business time" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-business-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEGQn48fyp7ImA9WB5WGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-346961625856577823</id><published>2007-07-31T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T23:10:23.077-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-31T23:10:23.077-07:00</app:edited><title>ok, so be that way, why you wanna give me run around</title><content type="html">My days are starting to run together, even the weekends. They all seem to be the same. Even something as small as going to the store seems a welcome relief from the typical work-workout-shower-eat-tv/computer-sleep routine. The rain has been a nice change. I would prefer it to rain while i am working though, and not the minute i get off work. But it's still cool to see a thunderstorm every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm debating on whether it would be a good idea to go fishing while in Florida. I haven't fished since i was about 10 years old. But when i was down in FLorida in May, i met with some people who went fishing and said it was the time of there life. It could make for high comedy though, with the crew i will have with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind me to bring a video camera to Florida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever noticed that there are people in your life who just put off such a positive vibe, that you really enjoy being around them? And then there are people who put off negative vibes without even doing anything, which inturn takes away all of your energy. They could be one of your closest friends, but there attitude just makes you want to keep your distance. A better example is the unspoken chemistry you would find between a male an a female. But i believe that everyone has some form of chemistry between them, and some people naturally just put off better vibes than others. My whole point to this paragraph and thought process, is i really wonder what kind of chemistry and vibes i put off towards others. Do they see me as a negative person? Or do people enjoy when i am in the room more so than when i am not? Maybe it's just case by case, depending on who the other person or persons are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to quit eating macaroni and cheese. It makes me feel like a balloon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-346961625856577823?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Rpz2yhKMGZBKoyi5UqYEY9Y1_3A/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Rpz2yhKMGZBKoyi5UqYEY9Y1_3A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Rpz2yhKMGZBKoyi5UqYEY9Y1_3A/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Rpz2yhKMGZBKoyi5UqYEY9Y1_3A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/yX7dr-2DnnA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/346961625856577823/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=346961625856577823" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/346961625856577823?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/346961625856577823?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/yX7dr-2DnnA/ok-so-be-that-way-why-you-wanna-give-me.html" title="ok, so be that way, why you wanna give me run around" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/07/ok-so-be-that-way-why-you-wanna-give-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIFQXg4cCp7ImA9WB5WGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-384340748017623283</id><published>2007-07-30T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T21:01:50.638-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-30T21:01:50.638-07:00</app:edited><title>tennis anyone</title><content type="html">I'd like to announce my new favorite mexican food as Rubio's. The carne asada tacos taste exactly like the ones i get from the street vendor's in mexico. Except at Rubio's i don't worry about what i am actually eating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a mountain bike at the store the other day that i almost bought. How can i not take advantage of the arizona terrain with a mountain bike? Seems like a good investment. Maybe after i return from Florida i will start my mountain biking career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hiked camelback yesterday. On my way down my right foot slipped and my left was caught behind a boulder and i twisted my knee. For a second i thought i had blown out my knee, but luckily the pain went away after a few minutes, and even though it feels a bit off, i don't think it is serious. That certainly would of put a sudden end to my Mountain biking career. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tennis game has gotten much better since i started playing recently. I am really enjoying playing and my forehand is getting decent. My serve sucks but doesn't really hurt me at least. Anyway, maybe instead of golf, tennis will be the sport i play until i get old. It would undoubtedly keep me in better shape than golf. Then once i am too old for tennis i can finish off my life just playing ping pong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-384340748017623283?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JgemurBNo3kXI-HZPfY8uAex4Jk/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JgemurBNo3kXI-HZPfY8uAex4Jk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JgemurBNo3kXI-HZPfY8uAex4Jk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JgemurBNo3kXI-HZPfY8uAex4Jk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/FLIsGj_NAjA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/384340748017623283/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=384340748017623283" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/384340748017623283?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/384340748017623283?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/FLIsGj_NAjA/tennis-anyone.html" title="tennis anyone" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/07/tennis-anyone.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04DSHY4eip7ImA9WB5WFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-2614814677558506784</id><published>2007-07-25T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T23:06:19.832-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-25T23:06:19.832-07:00</app:edited><title>The surreal life</title><content type="html">There seems to be a lot of really major life changing things going on in the people's lives who are close to me. One of my best bud's Taf and his wife just gave birth to there first child yesterday, very excited for them. That totally makes me feel old. My sister is about to give birth to her twins, makes me feel even older. I found out today one of my high school buds just got called up to the big leagues for the San Diego Padres. Even though it has nothing to do with me, i just find that to be really cool and look forward to following his career. I had an ex-girlfriend get married last week. My grandma is having cancer surgery tomorrow. Ferrell just bought a house(totally means we are getting old). And on a horribly sad note, one of my co-workers brother died due to a random electrocution accident this past weekend. One of the saddest things i have ever seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a very surreal week for me, even though my day to day life hasn't been any different than normal, but everybody around me seems to have something crazy going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've definitely been blessed with many things in my life. A great family with each member being very unique and talented. I've made some great friends who i know would bend over backwards for me, as i would for them. I've been able to take vacations and travel more than the average person. I've had great health. I've learned from mistakes without them being too major to overcome. I've never gone hungry....etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my even steven attitude makes me believe that there could be a lot of things in store for me in the future as far as major events affecting my life, not necessarily all good. I'm just hoping when the bad does come, myself and whoever else it affects will be able to ride it out until the good things come. I feel like i have skated through life to this point, so the major challenges must be around the corner somewhere. At least that makes sense in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things of note from today's events. I woke up to the dog shitting in the kitchen while i was half asleep. So for some reason i decided to get dressed and then i would clean it up on my way out the door. Well, when i went back to clean it up, the dog had eaten all of her own shit. I was trying not the barf while walking to my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after i got done working out and about to hit the shower, nick and i were chatting and all of the sudden the dog takes a shit on the top of the backrest of the couch. I don't believe i will ever see that happen again in my lifetime, a dog 2 feet away from me shitting on the backrest of a couch! Who does that? It's like the dog was trying to impress me today with it's shitting tactics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Cubs win again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck Grammy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-2614814677558506784?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/s5_ubtm_K4_CavWkUg_0YNmQz6o/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/s5_ubtm_K4_CavWkUg_0YNmQz6o/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/s5_ubtm_K4_CavWkUg_0YNmQz6o/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/s5_ubtm_K4_CavWkUg_0YNmQz6o/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/BWXN7chDiuk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/2614814677558506784/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=2614814677558506784" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/2614814677558506784?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/2614814677558506784?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/BWXN7chDiuk/surreal-life.html" title="The surreal life" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/07/surreal-life.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEECSH88cSp7ImA9WB5WE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-5112157980040151314</id><published>2007-07-24T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T22:51:09.179-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-24T22:51:09.179-07:00</app:edited><title>people are stupid</title><content type="html">It's laundry time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have progressed since my younger days in that i now seperate the whites and the darks. Luckily i have no pink clothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided it's time to learn how to play the guitar. I watched a movie last night called "once", and i realized it would be so enlightening for myself to be able to play a musical instrument. Besides, as you all know, i have a killer voice. I can only say that because nobody is reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been single almost a year now, and there seems to be no end in sight. This is getting rediculous. With as many youngsters as there are in phoenix, you would think i would have at least a 1/365 chance of meeting a nice young lady. Apparantley the odds are against me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a couple of more weeks until i will be sitting on the beach in florida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubs win, cubs win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-5112157980040151314?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uVq2MQq-n4avOTknILdKqH8refo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uVq2MQq-n4avOTknILdKqH8refo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uVq2MQq-n4avOTknILdKqH8refo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uVq2MQq-n4avOTknILdKqH8refo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/RS4JUdPaVYw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/5112157980040151314/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=5112157980040151314" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/5112157980040151314?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/5112157980040151314?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/RS4JUdPaVYw/its-laundry-time-i-have-progressed.html" title="people are stupid" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-laundry-time-i-have-progressed.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04MQ3s7fCp7ImA9WB5XGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-655317117987887597</id><published>2007-07-20T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T22:33:02.504-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-20T22:33:02.504-07:00</app:edited><title>george strait</title><content type="html">I come to you from sunny mexico. I'm sitting in a condo by myself, as usual, when coming to mexico for work. I suppose that is my own fault though. Just got done with dinner at "the crows nest". It's this restaurant on the top of a big hill overlooking the entire city. It's a great view, especially at sunset. They had changed the menu from the last time i was there, and tonight's food was excellent. Can't say the same about the service, but guess there is no reason to be greedy right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Dinner with Alberto and his wife...very nice people. Alberto is the Activities/Concierge for our company, and today was my first time meeting them. He speaks decent english, but she is still learning for the most part. It's such a different experience than what i am used to in the states, when the language barrier is there. But i think it's fun and good character builder. I really need to learn spanish though. I could probably get a raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving this new George Strait song titled "wrapped". It just flows really well and i find it to be a great song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting to me that now that i am in mexico, a lot of the websites automatically switch to spanish. Apparantley the spanish word for 'link' is Vinculo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat on the beach for a bit today, but didn't want to spend too much time out there so not to spoil my vacation coming up in a few weeks. Just don't want to wear off the excitement of being on a beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubs are on fire, only 2.5 back. Who would of thought, certainly not me. In my lifetime i have never seen them win so many games in 1 stretch, and i am guessing neither has my dad or grandpa. Obviously they are only setting themselves up for major failure at the end of the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, let's hope tomorrow goes well and maybe i will learn something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-655317117987887597?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qLsdK7wRQKqOHe_Wva1OXn6okuw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qLsdK7wRQKqOHe_Wva1OXn6okuw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qLsdK7wRQKqOHe_Wva1OXn6okuw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qLsdK7wRQKqOHe_Wva1OXn6okuw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/gmyBJGPrjnI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/655317117987887597/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=655317117987887597" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/655317117987887597?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/655317117987887597?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/gmyBJGPrjnI/george-strait.html" title="george strait" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/07/george-strait.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8DQn4-fip7ImA9WB5XFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-7431980743941227017</id><published>2007-07-15T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:37:53.056-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-15T23:37:53.056-07:00</app:edited><title>turn me inside out, and upside down</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xdQuApfXWf0/RpsQRdpjVzI/AAAAAAAABbM/RoCLPQTK3VM/s1600-h/2007_0518marcokirby0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xdQuApfXWf0/RpsQRdpjVzI/AAAAAAAABbM/RoCLPQTK3VM/s320/2007_0518marcokirby0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087678096247838514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking maybe what i am missing from life is that i should be doing something that i feel is meaningful. Like maybe work for a charity or non-profit organization for a cause that means something to me, or makes me feel like i am making a difference. Sounds very cheesy, but i am sure it would be much more satisfying going to bed every night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent some time on a paddleboat last night in the middle of a small lake. Very intersting experience, one of those experiences you feel is kinda surreal for some reason. Like you start out your day thinking how your day is gonna go, then you find yourself in a very different situation. Needless to say, it was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it too early to start counting down until i leave for vacation? We are within a month of throwing a football on the white sand beach and diving into the ocean. &lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be an interesting time to see how well ferrell and jonah adapt to each other. Two totally opposite personalities, but i am predicting they will become great friends. I'm thinking a video camera might be a good idea for this vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah beat me to the punch today by buzzing all of his hair off. If i am to do that now, it will basically look like a bunch of skin heads live at apt 1031, as nick already has short hair as well. I think it will be my haircut of choice for Florida though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubs are on a roll, swept the Stos' and Barry's oversized head roles into town tomorrow. Should be interesting. Cubs Woo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-7431980743941227017?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nvbLilzjhXaq-FxVA1uW5QusndA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nvbLilzjhXaq-FxVA1uW5QusndA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nvbLilzjhXaq-FxVA1uW5QusndA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nvbLilzjhXaq-FxVA1uW5QusndA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/B7iy8_XHzJw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/7431980743941227017/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=7431980743941227017" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/7431980743941227017?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/7431980743941227017?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/B7iy8_XHzJw/turn-me-inside-out-and-upside-down.html" title="turn me inside out, and upside down" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xdQuApfXWf0/RpsQRdpjVzI/AAAAAAAABbM/RoCLPQTK3VM/s72-c/2007_0518marcokirby0004.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/07/turn-me-inside-out-and-upside-down.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QCSHk7eSp7ImA9WB5XEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-5788515966710378835</id><published>2007-07-12T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T00:29:29.701-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-12T00:29:29.701-07:00</app:edited><title>12:30am</title><content type="html">I've always wanted to find a job that i don't really feel is a job, but something i really enjoy doing. In the past few years from analyzing my goals, dreams, unhappiness, and happiness... i've constantly been thinking of different ideas, jobs, inventions and such that would make me enough money and give me enough happiness and adventure that i wouldn't have to have a 9-5. Jonah and i just watched movie titled "10 mph" that pretty much went right along those lines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to do something that would allow me to see the entire world, without me having to break the bank, or go long periods of time without seeing family and friends, and would make waking up in the morning extremely easy. I certainly don't know what this is, but i will continue to think about it and i will let you know if i find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubs are 4.5 games back at the All-Star break, and there isn't a doubt in my mind that it's going to be one of the biggest let downs in Cubs history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-5788515966710378835?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WWeB8lH1Dwk_eE9OMNLew66cu_E/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WWeB8lH1Dwk_eE9OMNLew66cu_E/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WWeB8lH1Dwk_eE9OMNLew66cu_E/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WWeB8lH1Dwk_eE9OMNLew66cu_E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/HqHOCgA0c1o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/5788515966710378835/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=5788515966710378835" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/5788515966710378835?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/5788515966710378835?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/HqHOCgA0c1o/1230am.html" title="12:30am" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/07/1230am.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAGSHc6fSp7ImA9WB5QGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-3293725121775642660</id><published>2007-07-08T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T23:32:09.915-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-08T23:32:09.915-07:00</app:edited><title>shoulda sung neil diamond</title><content type="html">Really contemplating shaving my head when i leave for florida next month, and not shaving the entire week. Maybe a new look for me, see how that works out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good weekend..Friday night i watched the "man vs. wild" marathon which was fine by me. Saturday we played some tennis right in the middle of the day...i felt like my game is improving, hit some solid forehands but still got beat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night the 3 of us went to Nick's co-workers house for a cookout(or as they like to call them in AZ, a barbeque(which makes no sense unless you are barbequeing in my book)). Had a lot of fun, met some nice people. Did some swimming, brought my ping-pong game out of retirement which turned out very successful i must say, and overall had a very good night. Bummer Nick had to miss a lot of fun due to the bottle of Jaeger that quickly became his buddy, then turned on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jonah and i closed out the party strong by making it to the finals of the American Idol Karaoke tournament. We both got perfect scores in the 3rd round after my rendition of the Piano Man and jonah busting out some "straight up" by Paula Abdul. Unfortunately i picked a tough song in the finals, Jonah just didn't bring his A-game, which left Crystal to take home the title. Fun times though, and i think it's time to buy a karaoke machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that i struggle to sleep in like i used to. I really love to sleep in, as i am not much of a morning person. But i guess now that i am growing up my mind and body doesn't want me to waste any more hours of my life than i should. I miss not feeling bad about sleeping past 10am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-3293725121775642660?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4HEvufomu3to2ABTHAtH2i9nkXE/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4HEvufomu3to2ABTHAtH2i9nkXE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4HEvufomu3to2ABTHAtH2i9nkXE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4HEvufomu3to2ABTHAtH2i9nkXE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/HrFq-ld7eRs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/3293725121775642660/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=3293725121775642660" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/3293725121775642660?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/3293725121775642660?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/HrFq-ld7eRs/shoulda-sung-neil-diamond.html" title="shoulda sung neil diamond" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/07/shoulda-sung-neil-diamond.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkABRXw7cCp7ImA9WB5QFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1775779879028944676.post-4318230305273196168</id><published>2007-07-04T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T23:59:14.208-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-04T23:59:14.208-07:00</app:edited><title>flight of the conchords</title><content type="html">You may have heard me talk about Flight of the Conchords, a new show on HBO. I find it to be hilarious, as do others apparantley. Anyway, below are parts 1-3 that make up episode 2. It's certainly different, but funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i7PEFgHeJy0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i7PEFgHeJy0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/glxxHvBBKSM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/glxxHvBBKSM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kwpFQFnkHww"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kwpFQFnkHww" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1775779879028944676-4318230305273196168?l=satchmosanders.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aR6YxLabnBxAkyhhnDTMtKNS-B0/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aR6YxLabnBxAkyhhnDTMtKNS-B0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aR6YxLabnBxAkyhhnDTMtKNS-B0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aR6YxLabnBxAkyhhnDTMtKNS-B0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~4/2LInI_EjTBA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/feeds/4318230305273196168/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1775779879028944676&amp;postID=4318230305273196168" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/4318230305273196168?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1775779879028944676/posts/default/4318230305273196168?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bvAXI/~3/2LInI_EjTBA/flight-of-conchords.html" title="flight of the conchords" /><author><name>JT Sanders</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17578174135400169557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rs4Jh5xFTcY/TtjpH0BzWqI/AAAAAAAAEYg/p6tooO5BfNk/s220/Joe%2BBeach%2B3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://satchmosanders.blogspot.com/2007/07/flight-of-conchords.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

