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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 20:00:01 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>jorgstyle</title><description>This blog is a little place for me to share life happenings, real estate investment experiences, motivational thoughts and other miscellaneous events.  Thank you for visiting; please come back often.</description><link>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>216</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/jorgstyle" type="application/rss+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-6277753778462948823</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 20:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T12:00:01.231-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Richest Man</category><title>The Richest Man In Babylon - Chapter 2 - The Richest Man In Babylon</title><description>Chapter two is the story of Arkad.  Arkad was the average young man, born with no inherent physical advantage or silver spoon, who learned the secrets to becoming rich.  Bansir and Kobbi from the inquire of Arkad as to his unsurpassed wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wealth is a power.  With wealth many things are possible... And, when I realized all this, I decided to myself that I would claim my share of the good things of life." - Arkad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the preceding quote because Arkad did not sound pretentious or arrogant.  He talked about how with wealth one could build temples for the Gods and how it takes hard work to become wealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha! moment #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I found the road to wealth when I decided that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a part of all I earned was mine to keep.&lt;/span&gt; And so will you" - Algamish (Arkad's mentor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the saying that you hear at financial workshops comes from, "Pay yourself first."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SvUp9kuuUtI/AAAAAAAADIY/8AuK3AUFcA0/s1600-h/money-heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SvUp9kuuUtI/AAAAAAAADIY/8AuK3AUFcA0/s200/money-heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401269465909187282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Wealth, like a tree, grows from a tiny seed." - Algamish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algamish was a rich man whom Arkad struck a deal with to be mentored by.  Algamish mentored Arkad slowly with one principle at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three laws of successfully handling wealth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pay yourself first (save a minimum of 1/10th your income) and live on less than you earn&lt;br /&gt;2. Seek advice from those who were competent through their own experience to give it&lt;br /&gt;3. Make your gold work for you.  Invest your savings wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha moment #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Opportunity is a haughty goddess who wastes no time with those who are unprepared." - Arkad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Enjoy life while you are here.  Do not overstrain or try to save too much." - Arkad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arkad understood the importance of moderation.  Living in Southern California there seem to be more people to the extreme of not saving enough than the contrary but Arkad reminds us that 'Life is good and rich with things worthwhile and things to enjoy.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-6277753778462948823?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/-TdAhgq-Fuk/richest-man-in-babylon-chapter-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SvUp9kuuUtI/AAAAAAAADIY/8AuK3AUFcA0/s72-c/money-heart.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/11/richest-man-in-babylon-chapter-2.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-856481248003505203</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 20:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-06T12:00:00.423-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Richest Man</category><title>The Richest Man In Babylon - Chapter 1 - The Man Who Desired Gold</title><description>Many summaries and reviews have been written on this timeless classic.  I will not be doing an exhaustive book report, but more sharing of my favorite quotes and perhaps my thoughts on the principles taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first chapter of The Richest Man In Babylon is entitled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Man Who Desired Gold&lt;/span&gt;.  The characters in the chapter are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bansir - a chariot builder who finds himself unhappy, poor and longing for a better life.&lt;br /&gt;Kobbi - a musician and Basir's good friend.  Also broke and wishing for better circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;Arkad - The richest man in Babylon.  A childhood friend of Bansir and Kobbi who had no more than them in their youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bansir and Kobbi reflect upon their financial misery and decide to ask advice from their friend Arkad who was wealthy beyond all else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Man's wealth is not in the purse he carries.  A fat purse quickly empties if there be no golden stream to refill it." - Kobbi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It costs nothing to ask wise advice from a good friend..." - Bansir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thou makest me to realize the reason why we have never found any measure of wealth.  We never sought it... In thos things toward which we exerted our best endeavors we succeeded." - Kobbi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-856481248003505203?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/M8iIolxoGys/richest-man-in-babylon-chapter-1-man.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/11/richest-man-in-babylon-chapter-1-man.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-1343444391411004292</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 20:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-05T12:00:02.292-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reflection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Goals</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">education</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Self Improvement</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Richest Man</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">paradigm</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ethical Capitalism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">job</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">investing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Motivation</category><title>The Richest Man In Babylon - Intro</title><description>I am in the middle of reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Richest Man in Babylon&lt;/span&gt; by George S. Clason.  I have heard this book spoken of and recommended for years and recently came across a copy.  I am deeply enjoying the simple yet sound principles of financial success. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following two paragraphs are from &lt;a href="http://http://www.freedwld.com/free-ebook-the-richest-man-in-babylon-audiobook/"&gt;freewld&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Richest Man in Babylon is a book by George Samuel Clason which dispenses financial advice through a collection of parables set in ancient Babylon. Through their experiences in business and managing household finance, the characters in the parables learn simple lessons in financial wisdom. By basing these parables in ancient times, but involving situations that modern people can understand and identify with, the author presents these lessons as timeless wisdom that is as relevant today as it was back then.&lt;/p&gt; The book began in 1926 as a series of informational pamphlets. Banks and insurance companies began to distribute these pamphlets, and the most famous ones were eventually compiled into this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SvJ6EKujAdI/AAAAAAAADIQ/PxXZU-oYnYI/s1600-h/the-richest-man-in-babylon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SvJ6EKujAdI/AAAAAAAADIQ/PxXZU-oYnYI/s400/the-richest-man-in-babylon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400513115188298194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over the next few days I will share my notes and thoughts from each chapter.  I am hoping that by writing out my thoughts and sharing the principles the book teaches that not only will I become more committed to the tenants but that others may learn of them also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-1343444391411004292?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/F888SvxoJvI/richest-man-in-babylon-intro.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SvJ6EKujAdI/AAAAAAAADIQ/PxXZU-oYnYI/s72-c/the-richest-man-in-babylon.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/11/richest-man-in-babylon-intro.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-4337936588955841821</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 06:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T22:58:40.845-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">income</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">job</category><title>In today's job market - make yourself useful</title><description>I was thinking today about how depressing the unemployment numbers are.  Almost as sad are the number of people that are under employed or who are working well below their potential.  Most bosses, at least the ones worth working for, don't enjoy letting people go.  They especially don't like letting good employees go.   I'm a member of a network on Forbes.com and this poll was on the sidebar today.  The question was asked to a forum of CEO's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SvJ2xFJHpII/AAAAAAAADII/s8A1kclU2Ow/s1600-h/poll.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SvJ2xFJHpII/AAAAAAAADII/s8A1kclU2Ow/s400/poll.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400509488736740482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How does this information give you the edge in being the most useful and valuable employee?  Could acting on this information effectively potentially save your job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, I agreed with the majority of voters.  I hate red tape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-4337936588955841821?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/qXdqpuMAxkQ/in-todays-job-market-make-yourself.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SvJ2xFJHpII/AAAAAAAADII/s8A1kclU2Ow/s72-c/poll.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-todays-job-market-make-yourself.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-2957058635408537139</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 01:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T17:00:02.575-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reflection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">church</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Self Improvement</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Motivation</category><title>Choice</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mormon.org/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SvEuGYt5KwI/AAAAAAAADH4/Zhp1ur_hbX8/s400/kimball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400148115442969346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life gives to all the choice. You can satisfy yourself with mediocrity if you wish. You can be common, ordinary, dull, colorless, or you can channel your life so that it will be clean, vibrant, useful, progressive, colorful, and rich."&lt;br /&gt;—        &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/193170.Spencer_W_Kimball" class="authorNameRegular" title="view all quotes by Spencer W. Kimball"&gt;Spencer W. Kimball&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimball's personal motto was 'Do It!'  I guess the 'just' Nike added to it made it a bit more marketable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-2957058635408537139?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/X5uy-8mx1vA/choice.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SvEuGYt5KwI/AAAAAAAADH4/Zhp1ur_hbX8/s72-c/kimball.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/11/choice.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-5257871516704692061</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 06:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-03T23:02:26.459-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reflection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">africa</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Self Improvement</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">paradigm</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Motivation</category><title>Determination</title><description>I found this poem in a notebook I kept while I lived in South Africa.  I googled it but could not find it online.  Here it is as I transcribed it nearly 10 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Determination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While other may tire or quit in despair,&lt;br /&gt;or feel as if failure is too hard to bear -&lt;br /&gt;I will keep going.  Put failures aside,&lt;br /&gt;If I can't keep up, I'll lengthen my stride.&lt;br /&gt;I've made up my mind, Set my mind on a quest,&lt;br /&gt;though many have tried, few gave it their best.&lt;br /&gt;Trying my hardest is what makes me great.&lt;br /&gt;Desire and determination, not fortune and fate.&lt;br /&gt;                  - Judy Beck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if the grammar is correct, but I really enjoyed the spirit of the poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SvEmjMbJlmI/AAAAAAAADHw/OFxFVXdnoyU/s1600-h/determination.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SvEmjMbJlmI/AAAAAAAADHw/OFxFVXdnoyU/s400/determination.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400139814266312290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am the master of my fate, and I am determined to make it great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-5257871516704692061?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/n6TFVTmEy8g/determination.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SvEmjMbJlmI/AAAAAAAADHw/OFxFVXdnoyU/s72-c/determination.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/11/determination.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-8248434548419618554</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 09:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-03T01:53:35.012-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reflection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">church</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Self Improvement</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Motivation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">learning from our mistakes</category><title>Building vs Tearing Down</title><description>This poem came to mind as I was teaching a lesson at &lt;a href="http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-1117-21,00.html"&gt;church &lt;/a&gt;this past Sunday.  It seems to be a message that I needed perhaps more than the 25 or so men I was supposed to be teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few versions of this, but all with the same message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I passed one day through a busy town,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/Su_8zwa8dnI/AAAAAAAADHg/OztX1PiVQL0/s1600-h/HM1386-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/Su_8zwa8dnI/AAAAAAAADHg/OztX1PiVQL0/s200/HM1386-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399812444341958258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;          and saw them tearing a building down.&lt;br /&gt;       With a “Ho, heave ho!” and a husky yell,&lt;br /&gt;       they swung a beam and a side wall fell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I asked the foreman, “Are these men skilled?&lt;br /&gt;       The kind you’d hire if you had to build?”&lt;br /&gt;       “No,” he chuckled. “No indeed,&lt;br /&gt;       the common laborer is all I need.&lt;br /&gt;       I can easily destroy in a day or two,&lt;br /&gt;       what builders have taken weeks to do.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought to myself as I went on my way,&lt;br /&gt;       which of these roles have I tried to play?&lt;br /&gt;       Am I a builder who works with care,&lt;br /&gt;       strengthening lives by rule and square,&lt;br /&gt;       shaping my peers to a well-made plan,&lt;br /&gt;       helping them do the best they can?&lt;br /&gt;       Or am I a wrecker who walks the town,&lt;br /&gt;       content with the labor of tearing down?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;- Author Unknown&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just read an article where a team had mapped out the &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/11/02/economic-stress-map-the-a_n_342478.html"&gt;most stressful counties in America&lt;/a&gt;.  The results weren't surprising, but they were a bit disheartening.  In some areas people are just stressed.  I've been going through some business trials and have been more stressed than I'd like to admit in the recent past.  As humans we tend to get short fused when we get stressed.  Sadly, it is during these tough times when we should be pulling together as families, communities, congregations and the like that we find people allowing the stresses of life to allow them to feel ok with tearing others down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sharing this more as a 'note to self' than as somebody that has any authority to preach on the subject.  A friend of mine shared a the first line of this &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=ea19db98e2b9c110VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;hideNav=1"&gt;quote &lt;/a&gt;with me while I was in South Africa:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You cannot lift another soul until you are standing on higher ground than he is. You cannot light a fire in another soul unless it is burning in your own soul.&lt;/span&gt;  - &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=ea19db98e2b9c110VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;hideNav=1"&gt;Harold B Lee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So this is my goal, to grow and develop and stand on high ground.  To have a fire burning so bright in my soul that I can share that fire with those I have the pleasure of meeting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be a builder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/Su_9W0GM4sI/AAAAAAAADHo/b2pSPXxafFo/s1600-h/284130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/Su_9W0GM4sI/AAAAAAAADHo/b2pSPXxafFo/s320/284130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399813046624117442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-8248434548419618554?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/8WYpe_m9Ugc/building-vs-tearing-down.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/Su_8zwa8dnI/AAAAAAAADHg/OztX1PiVQL0/s72-c/HM1386-001.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/11/building-vs-tearing-down.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-8284616724019065143</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 00:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-24T17:07:25.980-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><title>Happy Halloween</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of my favorite family pictures we've taken so far.  I love this time of year and I hope you have a great Fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SuOWhaTsqBI/AAAAAAAADGg/a2nDR5TxwHE/s1600-h/20091019+027b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SuOWhaTsqBI/AAAAAAAADGg/a2nDR5TxwHE/s400/20091019+027b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396322279261775890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-8284616724019065143?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/__ngly7HIdk/happy-halloween.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SuOWhaTsqBI/AAAAAAAADGg/a2nDR5TxwHE/s72-c/20091019+027b.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-4823665234009942196</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 08:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-11T01:46:16.823-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reflection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Self Improvement</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Motivation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">learning from our mistakes</category><title>Come What May, And Love It</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/09/finishing-race.html"&gt;Yesterday &lt;/a&gt;I shared some of the adversity I'm dealing with.  I am very grateful for some words of encouragement that was shared by friends around the globe.  Thank you.  I was up late dealing with some of the business items that needed attention and decided to search the web for some encouragement and found this &lt;a href="http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?hideNav=1&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=2fd5a0ad4843d110VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=f318118dd536c010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.  Youtube had part of this message on video, and I found it very inspirational. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tVNYhcYEwIE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tVNYhcYEwIE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem also comes to mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When Things Go Wrong"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things go wrong as they sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;When the road you are trudging seems all uphill,&lt;br /&gt;When the funds are low and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When care is pressing you down a bit,&lt;br /&gt;Rest, if you must, but do not quit.&lt;br /&gt;Life is queer with its twists and turns,&lt;br /&gt;As everyone of us sometimes learns,&lt;br /&gt;And many a failure turns about,&lt;br /&gt;When he might have won had he stuck it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up though the pace seems slow -&lt;br /&gt;You may succeed with another blow.&lt;br /&gt;Success is failure turned inside out,&lt;br /&gt;The silver tint of the clouds of doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you never can tell how close you are,&lt;br /&gt;It may be near when it seems so far.&lt;br /&gt;So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit -&lt;br /&gt;It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whatever it is that you are going through (because we all have our own challenges right now) stand tall and stick to the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-4823665234009942196?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/NX1gBLAsy0k/come-what-may-and-love-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/09/come-what-may-and-love-it.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-2123086162558045128</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 05:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-09T22:43:47.279-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">the office</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reflection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Self Improvement</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">paradigm</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Motivation</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">learning from our mistakes</category><title>Finishing the race</title><description>I usually blog with good news, and this one will end that way too.  It's been a tough season for me. A company that I had worked so hard to help build closed it's doors last month.  It's never pleasant to see a company close, and it's hard when I had to talk to so many employees about the end of the road.  These aren't the friendliest of job searching environments and I wish I could find jobs for each of the amazing people that worked with me.  Additionally there is also the financial wake that is left behind to clean up when a company closes.  My Father knows how hard its been on me and emailed me this today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yf8ZeulB4do&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yf8ZeulB4do&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's painful, but with the help from the Almighty and caring family and friends the race can still be finished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-2123086162558045128?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/YoxVR5GeVfM/finishing-race.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/09/finishing-race.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-6335890900895916671</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 09:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-29T02:31:20.443-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">church</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">africa</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">paradigm</category><title>Multitasking</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.stanford.edu/news/2009/august24/multitask-research-study-082409.html"&gt;Turns out&lt;/a&gt; most people aren't that good at multitasking.  I took this picture while I was in Africa as a missionary for The Church of &lt;a href="http://www.mormon.org/"&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/a&gt; of Latter-day Saints. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/Spj1Iw9Fl3I/AAAAAAAADEA/iix8tGV_QlQ/s1600-h/multitasking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/Spj1Iw9Fl3I/AAAAAAAADEA/iix8tGV_QlQ/s400/multitasking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375315686195566450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These ladies knew how to multitask.  I had to have them stop walking and talking for a brief moment so I could capture the shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-6335890900895916671?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/3hx8Zly87dg/multitasking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/Spj1Iw9Fl3I/AAAAAAAADEA/iix8tGV_QlQ/s72-c/multitasking.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/08/multitasking.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-2246599622174100861</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 04:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-22T21:26:20.400-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hiking</category><title>Traditions</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mentioned a while back that I grew up &lt;a href="http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-like-15-years-ago.html"&gt;hiking and camping &lt;/a&gt;with my Dad.  We made it a 3 generation event this weekend with an overnighter to &lt;a href="http://www.wrightwoodcabins.com"&gt;Wrightwood&lt;/a&gt;, CA.  We made camp at &lt;a href="http://california.hometownlocator.com/maps/feature-map,ftc,2,fid,271458,n,guffy%20camp.cfm"&gt;Guffy&lt;/a&gt; and cooked hot dogs on the camp fire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SpDC50fYggI/AAAAAAAADDo/wgSodRm1gp0/s1600-h/20090822+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SpDC50fYggI/AAAAAAAADDo/wgSodRm1gp0/s400/20090822+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373008654051607042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning we took a nice 4x4 trail down to &lt;a href="http://www.fs.fed.us/r5/angeles/recreation/develop-camp-single.shtml#lupine"&gt;Lupine &lt;/a&gt;and took these great pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SpDC6czj8QI/AAAAAAAADDw/fO56qW7SZEI/s1600-h/20090822+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SpDC6czj8QI/AAAAAAAADDw/fO56qW7SZEI/s400/20090822+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373008664873660674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SpDC6_5n_eI/AAAAAAAADD4/D4b9urUpmvs/s1600-h/20090822+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SpDC6_5n_eI/AAAAAAAADD4/D4b9urUpmvs/s400/20090822+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373008674294332898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're looking forward to a lot more hikes and camp outs like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-2246599622174100861?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/3SFq-Dwja8M/traditions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SpDC50fYggI/AAAAAAAADDo/wgSodRm1gp0/s72-c/20090822+027.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/08/traditions.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-9001439798501336705</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 17:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-14T10:27:16.233-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">technology</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">entertainment</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><title>Outsourcing</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Father sent me this number and told me to call.  267-436-5123.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SoWeF21X6aI/AAAAAAAADDg/f69onGsgmN0/s1600-h/india-outsource.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SoWeF21X6aI/AAAAAAAADDg/f69onGsgmN0/s400/india-outsource.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369871954165098914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-9001439798501336705?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/WAwkeG4uU80/outsourcing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SoWeF21X6aI/AAAAAAAADDg/f69onGsgmN0/s72-c/india-outsource.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/08/outsourcing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-6534395912578479301</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Aug 2009 23:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-02T16:28:42.221-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Kindergarten Girl</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SnYhKrRxh_I/AAAAAAAADDY/ai4a-gxlmhY/s1600-h/photo-722222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SnYhKrRxh_I/AAAAAAAADDY/ai4a-gxlmhY/s320/photo-722222.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365512473358206962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Where does the time go?  My oldest daughter starts kindergarten  &lt;br&gt;tomorrow.  Today was her orientation and she did fantastic.  Pretty  &lt;br&gt;soon she&amp;#39;ll be driving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-6534395912578479301?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/CT51q9x20L8/my-kindergarten-girl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SnYhKrRxh_I/AAAAAAAADDY/ai4a-gxlmhY/s72-c/photo-722222.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-kindergarten-girl.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-6536230295285410138</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Jul 2009 15:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-31T08:29:19.081-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reflection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><title>From the Rock</title><description>My Father shared this quote with me a short time back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="John D. Rockefeller" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_D._Rockefeller" target="_blank"&gt;John D. Rockefeller&lt;/a&gt; said that "These are days when many are discouraged. In the 93 years of my life, depressions have come and gone. Prosperity has always returned and will again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SnMNhREo1fI/AAAAAAAADDQ/TGKb6zse_YU/s1600-h/John+D.+Rockefeller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SnMNhREo1fI/AAAAAAAADDQ/TGKb6zse_YU/s400/John+D.+Rockefeller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364646446298093042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although this wasn't written about today, it certainly seems relevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another quote from Rockefeller is this poem he penned when he was 86:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was early taught to work as well as play,&lt;br /&gt;My life has been one long, happy holiday;&lt;br /&gt;Full of work and full of play-&lt;br /&gt;I dropped the worry on the way-&lt;br /&gt;And God was good to me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my aim to have a similar reflection when I am 86.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-6536230295285410138?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/KbJtJO-FzL8/from-rock.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SnMNhREo1fI/AAAAAAAADDQ/TGKb6zse_YU/s72-c/John+D.+Rockefeller.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-rock.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-3717365945909276775</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 14:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-17T07:48:44.770-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">marketing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ascension</category><title>Commercial</title><description>One fun thing about running a company is the opportunity to be creative.  We are getting ready to run some commercials for our &lt;a href="http://www.godebtsettlement.com"&gt;sister company&lt;/a&gt; and just got this in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KUWZWFrXEWQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KUWZWFrXEWQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're preparing to increase our marketing quite a bit and so Time Warner invited us down to the ESPN Zone to meet Trent Dilfer a Superbowl winning quarterback.  His speech was on being yourself and was very well delivered.  Afterward they did a raffle and I won a grill, which I traded some guy for his iSound.  It seemed like a good trade as I was lugging the 80 pound grill on my shoulder through the scorching heat and he was strolling along with his 1 pound prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-3717365945909276775?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/J9_AzQLGHHw/commercial.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/07/commercial.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-48246810327232797</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 00:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-14T17:08:15.821-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">entertainment</category><title>Arena, Stadium, etc</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Within a 15 minutes drive from my house, first &lt;a href="http://www.cbbankarena.com/"&gt;this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cbbankarena.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SjWQbHzDxuI/AAAAAAAADCg/7KeMvSsngp0/s400/logo-citizens-business-bank-arena.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347338928196404962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now &lt;a href="http://www.losangelesfootballstadium.com/"&gt;this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.losangelesfootballstadium.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 92px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SjWQam-29xI/AAAAAAAADCQ/NTbF-Lq44R8/s400/logo-los-angeles-stadium.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347338919387526930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SjWQa6GMkvI/AAAAAAAADCY/5yHaPIsXjqk/s1600-h/poster-cutting-edge-design.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SjWQa6GMkvI/AAAAAAAADCY/5yHaPIsXjqk/s400/poster-cutting-edge-design.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347338924518576882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-48246810327232797?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/x4a8BKBuO7g/arena-stadium-etc.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SjWQbHzDxuI/AAAAAAAADCg/7KeMvSsngp0/s72-c/logo-citizens-business-bank-arena.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/06/arena-stadium-etc.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-4970666472918668171</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 03:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-25T20:56:00.508-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">exercise</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hiking</category><title>Just like 15 years ago...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/ShtoD68ShbI/AAAAAAAADCI/feDs-PY-K2o/s1600-h/20090525+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/ShtoD68ShbI/AAAAAAAADCI/feDs-PY-K2o/s400/20090525+243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339976199748879794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a boy my Father took me camping and hiking as often as he could.  Because of my frequent exposure to the great outdoors I grew a deep connection with being on 'the mountain' as we tend to call it.  Sometime around the age of14 or 15 my school activities and friends started consuming most of my weekends and the frequency of trips with my Father dropped of considerably.  This morning we had a reunion of sorts as we hiked &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Baden-Powell_%28California%29"&gt;Mt. Baden-Powell&lt;/a&gt; just outside of &lt;a href="http://www.wrightwoodcabins.com/"&gt;Wrightwood&lt;/a&gt;.  We hit the trail as early as I could muster the strength to arise, around 5:30am and caught a fantastic sunrise over &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_San_Antonio"&gt;Mt. San Antonio&lt;/a&gt;.  The trail was a nice 4 mile ascent and I seem to be paying for my youthful strides.  It was great to chat with my Dad as we climbed.  I've missed hiking with my Pops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/ShtnNsba_SI/AAAAAAAADCA/yYu26BxJnkQ/s1600-h/20090525+241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/ShtnNsba_SI/AAAAAAAADCA/yYu26BxJnkQ/s400/20090525+241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339975268139990306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/ShtnNf1LIMI/AAAAAAAADB4/649q4ecEYII/s1600-h/20090525+237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/ShtnNf1LIMI/AAAAAAAADB4/649q4ecEYII/s400/20090525+237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339975264758341826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-4970666472918668171?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/p96Fq-GQgew/just-like-15-years-ago.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/ShtoD68ShbI/AAAAAAAADCI/feDs-PY-K2o/s72-c/20090525+243.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-like-15-years-ago.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-7476461882189324098</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2009 06:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-24T00:26:48.365-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reflection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><title>The Curious Quotes From Benjamin Button</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/Shjz_3nnvyI/AAAAAAAADBg/dloaI2hdGCc/s1600-h/button.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/Shjz_3nnvyI/AAAAAAAADBg/dloaI2hdGCc/s400/button.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339285636835163938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We just finished watching &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0421715/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and I must say I was surprisingly pleased. After seeing the previews I thought it might end up being another &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0119643/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meet Joe Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for Brad Pitt. The movie had a great story line that was able to keep a good pace despite the lack of action and adventure.  The tempo of the movie seemed seemed to echo the fact that a story was being told and that a life was being reviewed.  Some movies I will forget, this one will remain with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the highlight quotes that made me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Think about moving forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a linkindex="115" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0364813/"&gt;Captain Mike&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went. You could swear, curse the fates, but when it comes to the end, you have to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laugh out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a linkindex="137" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0639403/"&gt;Dr. Rose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Where'd he come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a linkindex="138" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0378245/"&gt;Queenie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: My sister's child. From Lafayette. She had an unfortunate adventure. The poor child, he got the worst of it. Come out white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Consider the opportunities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a linkindex="117" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;Benjamin Button&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Our lives are defined by opportunities, even the ones we miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be grateful for the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a linkindex="113" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000093/"&gt;Benjamin Button&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;Voice over; letter to his daughter&lt;/i&gt;] For what it's worth: it's never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There's no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you're proud of. If you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/Shjz_2Pt-iI/AAAAAAAADBo/2jmSvKxR1yE/s1600-h/button2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/Shjz_2Pt-iI/AAAAAAAADBo/2jmSvKxR1yE/s400/button2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339285636466473506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been told that I don't watch movies the way that most people do.  Generally when I'm watching a good film I am dissecting the psychological motives and emotional underpinnings of the characters.  I get involved in the character development and the story line and connect emotionally with the way the events effect the characters.  This movie provided a lot of fodder for a guy like me.  There was a lot to consider.  To avoid writing an exhaustive list I will simply say that I was moved by the main characters desire to experience life and care for those he loved.  He seldom considered his financial stature, perhaps because he had a better understanding than most of us that when you're old all that matters is the sum of the points of views you have gathered and the total of the experiences to which you've been privy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-7476461882189324098?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/22JgiWzmffI/curious-quotes-from-benjamin-button.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/Shjz_3nnvyI/AAAAAAAADBg/dloaI2hdGCc/s72-c/button.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/05/curious-quotes-from-benjamin-button.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-8978881825480467162</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2009 06:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-22T23:05:57.081-07:00</atom:updated><title>Flipping</title><description>Do you ever just flip open the scriptures and find, seemingly at random, a verse that conveys a message that is tailored to comfort, guide or otherwise assist you in your present circumstance?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That happened to me twice this week.  First it was Ecclesiastes 4:9-10 on Monday,  and then just now 2 Corinthians 4:17.  That our light afflictions worketh in us for a more eternal glory I concur.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which scripture verses have touched you recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-8978881825480467162?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/prnc6hZ4mtU/flipping.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/05/flipping.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-7425968641922212946</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2009 08:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-22T01:20:30.959-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><title>A little learning...</title><description>For my birthday my parents got me a subscription to getAbstract.com  I love reading business books, self help books, books on psychology, biographies and the like but struggle to make time to dive into 300 page book after 300 page book.  I'm excited to be able to read the professional summaries via getAbstract.  In school &lt;a href="http://www.cliffsnotes.com/WileyCDA/"&gt;Cliffs Notes&lt;/a&gt; were the bane of teachers dashing their hopes that their students would partake of all that the curriculum really offered.  It the real world life is a little more about using Cliffs Notes and group prjects.  My good friend &lt;a href="http://www.linkedin.com/pub/phil-stooksbury/5/a19/191"&gt;Phil&lt;/a&gt; shared the first four lines of this quote with me yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;"A little learning is a dang'rous thing;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Drink deep, or taste not the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pierian_Spring"&gt;Pierian spring&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And drinking largely sobers us again.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Fir'd at first sight with what the Muse imparts,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;In fearless youth we tempt the heights of Arts,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;While from the bounded level of our mind&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;But more advanc'd, behold with strange surprise&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;New distant scenes of endless science rise!&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;So pleas'd at first the towering Alps we try,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Mount o'er the vales, and seem to tread the sky,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Th' eternal snows appear already past,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And the first clouds and mountains seem the last;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;But, those attain'd, we tremble to survey&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;The growing labours of the lengthen'd way,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Th' increasing prospects tire our wand'ring eyes,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Hills peep o'er hills, and Alps on Alps arise!"&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;                                                   -Alexander Pope&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;                                           &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/An_Essay_on_Criticism"&gt;Essay on Criticism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;I loves learning and am drinking deep the knowledge that can come from challenging life experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/ShZgMd1-nEI/AAAAAAAADBI/jKu9X9-wSys/s1600-h/france-french-alps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/ShZgMd1-nEI/AAAAAAAADBI/jKu9X9-wSys/s400/france-french-alps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338560175580027970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-7425968641922212946?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/dejzDwVJ1YI/little-learning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/ShZgMd1-nEI/AAAAAAAADBI/jKu9X9-wSys/s72-c/france-french-alps.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-learning.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-7712077922454348994</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2009 16:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-09T09:27:14.795-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reflection</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Self Improvement</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">priorities</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">learning from our mistakes</category><title>Being a Dad</title><description>I had a good Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0MMEwl9dCt8&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0MMEwl9dCt8&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm just trying to be one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-7712077922454348994?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/G_5TliNG8jw/being-dad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/05/being-dad.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-2165469194534896845</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 14:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T08:20:34.866-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Founding Fathers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Politics</category><title>A country flowing with all the necessaries and comforts of life</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thomas Jefferson:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;             &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:100%;"&gt;"I shall need, too, the favor of that Being in whose hands we are, who led our fathers, as Israel of old, from their native land and planted them in a country flowing with all the necessaries and comforts of life; who has covered our infancy with His providence and our riper years with His wisdom and power, and to whose goodness I ask you to join in supplications with me that He will so enlighten the minds of your servants, guide their councils, and prosper their measures that whatsoever they do shall result in your good, and shall secure to you the peace, friendship, and approbation of all nations."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SgLzKmelwgI/AAAAAAAADBA/7RpEXOV-s8w/s1600-h/thomas_jefferson_monument_dc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SgLzKmelwgI/AAAAAAAADBA/7RpEXOV-s8w/s400/thomas_jefferson_monument_dc1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333092272213180930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As the US stock market has seen a climb in the last month and rumors of the economy 'bottoming out' have spread I have begin to see a shift in the attitudes of the citizens of this great nation.  You hear it on the news, see it in the papers and it gets talked about in coffee shops.  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things just might be looking up&lt;/span&gt;", they say.  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe this is the beginning of a brighter day&lt;/span&gt;" is replies the other mocha latte cappuccino with whipped cream and cinnamon drinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded of a story, a parable of sorts, that I often shared with people I taught back when I lived in Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man is rafting down a river when he loses both of his oars.  Drifting down the river he soon hears the rushing sounds of cascading water and the realization that he is heading towards the top of a very large waterfall forces his mind to search for a solution.  Unable to swim and left without a means to paddle to the shore he begins to pray to the Almighty for assistance.  Just before the man and his vessel tumble over the falls the man notices a tree branch hanging out over just far enough over the river that he can jump and grasp the limb.  Leaping, quite literally for his life, he grabs hold of the branch and climbs his way to the safety of dry ground.  Upon reaching safety he offers another prayer, "Nevermind the previous prayer God, I figured it out on my own".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry that we are doing that now.  We are starting to see a little bit of light at the end of what has been a long and dark tunnel and we think we can get the rest of the way on our own.  Like &lt;a href="http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/05/guy-on-your-100-bill-had-his-priorities.html"&gt;Benjamin Franklin&lt;/a&gt; pleaded with the Continental Congress, I beg you (and me) to remember that this branch didn't reach out to us on it's own, but to jump high, grab hold and climb to safety while the opportunity is before us.  If this really is the bottom of the dip then it is time &lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:100%;"&gt;that we follow Jefferson's advice and "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Garamond;font-size:100%;"&gt;join in supplications with me that He will so enlighten the minds of your servants, guide their councils, and prosper their measures that whatsoever they do shall result in your good, and shall secure to you the peace, friendship, and approbation of all nations."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-2165469194534896845?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/j1BpvcCb6ds/country-flowing-with-all-necessaries.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SgLzKmelwgI/AAAAAAAADBA/7RpEXOV-s8w/s72-c/thomas_jefferson_monument_dc1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/05/country-flowing-with-all-necessaries.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-2830465576969926889</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2009 14:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-06T08:43:51.286-07:00</atom:updated><title>The guy on your $100 bill had his priorities straight</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SgGwH3doPTI/AAAAAAAADA4/fE6JALJftnA/s1600-h/Franklin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 452px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SgGwH3doPTI/AAAAAAAADA4/fE6JALJftnA/s400/Franklin.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332737082977172786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I often write of how I reflect with great admiration on the Founding Fathers of The United States of America.  Today I was listening to a podcast that including a quote from Benjamin Franklin during the Continental Congress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.beliefnet.com/resourcelib/docs/21/Benjamin_Franklins_Request_for_Prayers_at_the_Constitutional__1.html"&gt;Here is some background&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Constitutional Convention had been meeting for five weeks, and had hit a perilous deadlock. The large states were insisting that congressional representation be based on population; the smaller states wanted a one-state-one-vote rule. The entire effort to create a stronger union was in jeopardy. Eighty-one-year-old Benjamin Franklin, quiet during most of the deliberations, then addressed the group. According to James Madison's notes, here is what happened next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what was quoted in the podcast:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. President&lt;p&gt;The small progress we have made after 4 or five weeks close attendance &amp;amp; continual reasonings with each other-our different sentiments on almost every question, several of the last producing as many noes as ays, is methinks a melancholy proof of the imperfection of the Human Understanding. We indeed seem to feel our own want of political wisdom, since we have been running about in search of it. We have gone back to ancient history for models of Government, and examined the different forms of those Republics which having been formed with the seeds of their own dissolution now no longer exist. And we have viewed Modern States all round Europe, but find none of their Constitutions suitable to our circumstances.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this situation of this Assembly, groping as it were in the dark to find political truth, and scarce able to distinguish it when presented to us, how has it happened, Sir, that we have not hitherto once thought of humbly applying to the Father of lights to illuminate our understandings? In the beginning of the Contest with G. Britain, when we were sensible of danger we had daily prayer in this room for the divine protection.- Our prayers, Sir, were heard, &amp;amp; they were graciously answered. All of us who were engaged in the struggle must have observed frequent instances of a superintending providence in our favor.&lt;/p&gt; To that kind providence we owe this happy opportunity of consulting in peace on the means of establishing our future national felicity. And have we now forgotten that powerful friend? or do we imagine that we no longer need his assistance? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have lived, Sir, a long time, and the longer I live, the more convincing proofs I see of this truth- that God Governs in the affairs of men.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And if a sparrow cannot fall to the ground without his notice, is it probable that an empire can rise without his aid?&lt;/span&gt; We have been assured, Sir, in the sacred writings, that "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;except the Lord build the House they labour in vain that build it.&lt;/span&gt;" I firmly believe this; and I also believe that without his concurring aid we shall succeed in this political building no better, than the Builders of Babel: We shall be divided by our little partial local interests; our projects will be confounded, and we ourselves shall become a reproach and bye word down to future ages. And what is worse, mankind may hereafter from this unfortunate instance, despair of establishing Governments by Human wisdom and leave it to chance, war and conquest.&lt;p&gt;I therefore beg leave to move-that henceforth prayers imploring the assistance of Heaven, and its blessings on our deliberations, be held in this Assembly every morning before we proceed to business, and that one or more of the Clergy of this City be requested to officiate in that Service-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Mr. SHARMAN seconded the motion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr. HAMILTON &amp;amp; several others expressed their apprehensions that however proper such a resolution might have been at the beginning of the convention, it might at this late day, I. bring on it some disagreeable animadversions. &amp;amp; 2. lead the public to believe that the embarrassments and dissensions within the Convention, had suggested this measure. It was answered by Docr. F. Mr. SHERMAN &amp;amp; others, that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the past omission of a duty could not justify a further omission&lt;/span&gt;-that the rejection of such a proposition would expose the Convention to more unpleasant animadversions than the adoption of it: and that the alarm out of doors that might be excited for the state of things within, would at least be as likely to do good as ill.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr. WILLIAMSON, observed that the true cause of the omission could not be mistaken. The Convention had no funds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr. RANDOLPH proposed in order to give a favorable aspect to ye. measure, that a sermon be preached at the request of the convention on 4th of July, the anniversary of Independence; &amp;amp; thenceforward prayers be used in ye. Convention every morning. Dr. FRANKn. 2ded. this motion After several unsuccessful attempts for silently postponing the matter by adjourng. the adjournment was at length carried, without any vote on the motion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Bolding and Italics added)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These Men were amazing examples of how to blend Faith with Knowledge.  In searching for this quote I found many others that may turn in to future posts as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am grateful to the Creator for allowing me to live in this great Nation and for the Men who lived worthy of their call to lay it's foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-2830465576969926889?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/x-Dgz23iowM/guy-on-your-100-bill-had-his-priorities.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fZyW-pnOR8/SgGwH3doPTI/AAAAAAAADA4/fE6JALJftnA/s72-c/Franklin.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/05/guy-on-your-100-bill-had-his-priorities.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046298.post-4332480514094170363</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 04:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-02T21:20:46.375-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photography</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><title>What a pro!</title><description>A while back my wife entered a drawing for a free photo shoot by Lydia Tolman of &lt;a href="http://loya.ch/"&gt;LOYA Photography&lt;/a&gt; and won. Today was the day of the shoot and like most Men I was not overly excited. Lydia Tolman was a true professional. She never once got flustered by our rambunctious kids and truly seemed to enjoy her job. Here are a few of her shots, but check out &lt;a href="http://ludikus.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-winners-of-give-away.html"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt; for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a linkindex="11" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0Bkr0QB1I/AAAAAAAAA-E/0CCzpJwZL_w/s1600-h/jorg6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331419263625332562" style="width: 400px; height: 278px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0Bkr0QB1I/AAAAAAAAA-E/0CCzpJwZL_w/s400/jorg6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a linkindex="13" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0A8AKbJOI/AAAAAAAAA9s/cRFiN_Ir2Ak/s1600-h/jorg3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331418564712408290" style="width: 267px; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0A8AKbJOI/AAAAAAAAA9s/cRFiN_Ir2Ak/s400/jorg3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a linkindex="5" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0CFUHBxcI/AAAAAAAAA_E/_K0gXRDaR-0/s1600-h/jorg14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331419824197322178" style="width: 267px; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0CFUHBxcI/AAAAAAAAA_E/_K0gXRDaR-0/s400/jorg14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a linkindex="6" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0CE2BJxgI/AAAAAAAAA-0/nkD9ZUf9bM0/s1600-h/jorg12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331419816119617026" style="width: 267px; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0CE2BJxgI/AAAAAAAAA-0/nkD9ZUf9bM0/s400/jorg12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a linkindex="8" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0Bk_BaCqI/AAAAAAAAA-M/KXE5wRPQmS4/s1600-h/jorg7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331419268780788386" style="width: 267px; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0Bk_BaCqI/AAAAAAAAA-M/KXE5wRPQmS4/s400/jorg7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a linkindex="11" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0Bkr0QB1I/AAAAAAAAA-E/0CCzpJwZL_w/s1600-h/jorg6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a linkindex="13" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0A8AKbJOI/AAAAAAAAA9s/cRFiN_Ir2Ak/s1600-h/jorg3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a linkindex="15" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0A7_95vGI/AAAAAAAAA9c/2eCZHBOBf7w/s1600-h/jorg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a linkindex="16" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0BlI-LiPI/AAAAAAAAA-k/vdbH4NNUF1E/s1600-h/jorg10.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7046298-4332480514094170363?l=jorgstyle.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jorgstyle/~3/j03ygRsRrJ4/what-pro.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tyler Jorgenson)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PLiUFasQyUQ/Sf0Bkr0QB1I/AAAAAAAAA-E/0CCzpJwZL_w/s72-c/jorg6.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jorgstyle.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-pro.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
