<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:47:53.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some say Love, I say Envy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-9152557066974847232</id><published>2007-03-13T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T08:01:56.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Working on a NEW Attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone that knows me knows that I am a sensitive person.  Well, it is time for a change.  I know I will always be sensitive, but I am done always worrying about others and how they will feel and how will they be affected and how long is his recovery time and how many people will know about this issue and blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;You see, it has taken me 35 plus years to realize I do NOT have the power to change any of the above mentioned possibilities and ultime end results.  I do have the power to be there when I am needed, but throwing myself under a moving bus is not necessary.  I have to take care of myself as it is...and I cannot do that if I am forever taking care of everyone else.  I have been a mother hen far too long.  Time for a change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-9152557066974847232?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/9152557066974847232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=9152557066974847232' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/9152557066974847232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/9152557066974847232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2007/03/working-on-new-attitude-anyone-that.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-4593910623892727543</id><published>2007-03-12T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T08:30:02.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When is it time to say good bye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At what point is it considered too much work to be someone's friend?  How much crap should one person have to put up with before throwing in the towel?  And based on the amount of time you know the friend, maybe under a year, how much grieving should one be allowed to go through or how much is even deemed appropriate? &lt;br /&gt;I am obvioulsy in the process of going through all of this myself...just wanted to get your perspective on friendships / relationships.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-4593910623892727543?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/4593910623892727543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=4593910623892727543' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/4593910623892727543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/4593910623892727543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-is-it-time-to-say-good-bye-at-what.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-3384902627345270956</id><published>2007-02-25T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T18:48:13.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOW, another exhausting weekend was had by all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It started out pretty calm Friday evening. Kev and I went to visit my sister in The Woodlands. My neice had a baby a few weeks ago and it was time for me to pay a visit and take some adorable outfits out there for the little tyke. He was very cute, only he is SOOO small. We usually have LARGE babies in my family, so this little guy wieghing in at 7 pounds on his 4 week checkup is a little different. No matter, he has cuteness written all over him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday was a pretty calm day during the day. I had to take my car in for service...I already have 14K miles on this thing and it is only 6 months old. I guess I am driving a bit too much, but oh well, that is what a car is meant to do. Saturday night was dinner with a group of friends. We laughed plenty, drank even more plentiful, and then made our way to the BRB for a night of dancing. It was LUEY Weekend in Houston so there were TONS of men in the bar early. There were plenty of leather daddies, some looked incredibly HOT, others should have stayed home! I just cannot get used to the 300 pound guy wearing a leather thong and nothing else...sorry, I know that might offend some, but it is just not my thing...YUCK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;No matter, we danced and laughed a ton. I was hoping to catch up with my little cajun hottie Brett, but he was too tired after a ton of tennis and was not able to make it out. Oh well, I will be sure to catch up with him soon...guess I will just have to get myself to Austin for his tennis tourney in a few weeks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was filled with yardwork. Spring is in the air, and I just could not resist hitting the nursery after having lunch with my mom this afternoon. Of course, that meant I had to come home and do a ton of weeding and prepping the beds, but it must be done and the weather was PERFECT for it today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, it sounds like a pretty boring weekend to some, but this is what my life is made of these days. Playing with my family, playing with my friends, and spending time at home getting ready for pool days soon. Wait, how can this sound boring to anyone...this is exciting stuff. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a fabulous weekend as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-3384902627345270956?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/3384902627345270956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=3384902627345270956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/3384902627345270956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/3384902627345270956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2007/02/wow-another-exhausting-weekend-was-had.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-822227780804025441</id><published>2007-02-08T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T13:49:32.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Look who is back!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, I have been gone for much too long...but I have been incredibly swamped. That of course is my excuse and I am sticking to it. I have been traveling quite a bit since my last post about New York. I have been back to New York twice since then, been to Virginia again for work, and went to Vail for one of the best ski weeks I have ever had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will be getting the pics posted as soon as possible...and I promise, I will be better about blogging now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have been inspired by a couple of new bloggers out there, both have been added to my blogroll. Both are in California, one is Gorgeous and the other is Jasons Room. Take a look at them, they are great reads, and not bad on the eyes in any way! Beautiful men...absolutely beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-822227780804025441?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/822227780804025441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=822227780804025441' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/822227780804025441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/822227780804025441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2007/02/look-who-is-back-yes-i-have-been-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-116656082362443798</id><published>2006-12-19T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T12:40:26.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/1600/485397/NY%20Dec%202006%20Sunset%20group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/320/100045/NY%20Dec%202006%20Sunset%20group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/1600/974427/NY%20Dec%202006%20Dean%20Texting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/320/187105/NY%20Dec%202006%20Dean%20Texting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/1600/998286/NY%20Dec%202006%20Dean%20Rash%20Blake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/320/213136/NY%20Dec%202006%20Dean%20Rash%20Blake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/1600/376274/NY%20Dec%202006%20Dean%20Blake%20ESPN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/320/876198/NY%20Dec%202006%20Dean%20Blake%20ESPN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/1600/502951/NY%20Dec%202006%20Blake%20Dean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/320/152070/NY%20Dec%202006%20Blake%20Dean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/1600/798881/NY%20Dec%202006%20Blake%20Dean%20trees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/320/373390/NY%20Dec%202006%20Blake%20Dean%20trees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/1600/780796/NY%20Dec%202006%20Blake%20Dean%20Street%20Corner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/320/684844/NY%20Dec%202006%20Blake%20Dean%20Street%20Corner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/1600/212459/NY%20Dec%202006%20Blake%20Dean%20Ornaments.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/668/1699/320/983980/NY%20Dec%202006%20Blake%20Dean%20Ornaments.jpg" 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/17592272-116656082362443798?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/116656082362443798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=116656082362443798' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116656082362443798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116656082362443798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-116653844230011055</id><published>2006-12-19T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T06:27:22.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Back at Work...but ready for another vacation!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I mentioned before, I survived New York.  I had a great time, but coming back to work is always difficult.  Maybe it is because I am just in that holiday mood...you know, being off, eating, sleeping, drinking, and just enjoying life?  Oh well, I have to work to pay that lovely mortgage and to allow myself future trips away. &lt;br /&gt;I am preparing for another trip to Virginia.  I will be there from January 2 through the 5th.  It is for work, but it will also allow me to catch up with some old friends I have not seen in about a year.  After that, I am off to New York, AGAIN!  I will be there from January 12th through the 16th.  I am sure I will be going back to the Big Apple Ranch to do a little boot scootin...and of course hitting EVERY pizza shop in town. &lt;br /&gt;This is an annual trip for me, so it is pretty planned out upon my arrival.  I catch up with my old buddies for a few too many drinks and generally just enjoy myself.  It is a pretty stress-free trip, and that is a huge plus at this point.  After this little excursion, I will probably not travel too much for a couple of months.  Things are going to heat up in the office again...meaning I will be chained to my desk and chair. &lt;br /&gt;I am posting a few pics from my last NY trip with more on the way later. &lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a wonderful Christmas just in case I am not able to catch up with you before the holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-116653844230011055?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/116653844230011055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=116653844230011055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116653844230011055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116653844230011055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-116612838923537501</id><published>2006-12-14T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T12:33:09.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Survival of the Fittest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived another trip to wonderful New York.  I saw things this trip I have never seen before...the tree in Rockefeller, the kids all skating on the ice rink, the street of Angels, the window displays were beautiful, but I did not get to see the snow this trip.  There were supposed to be flurries Friday when I landed, but unfortunately, there were none.  It was bitterly cold when I arrived...the wind chill was in the single digits...but plenty of alcohol managed to keep me pretty warm. &lt;br /&gt;I was a little surprised by the amount of people that were in the city over the weekend.  I was totally expecting it to be a little busier, but I never thought it would be as insane as it was.  One young lady I spoke to while I was shopping told me that the population almost doubles during the month of December due to everyone from the closer states coming over to shop.  It was NOT hard to believe at all. &lt;br /&gt;I made it to the Big Apple Ranch...a nice little country and western bar on 19th.  I met a friend of mine that flew up from Houston as well there Saturday night and we just danced the night away!  It is always nice to have someone meet you in a far away place that you like to be with...makes the trip that much more entertaining. &lt;br /&gt;I hit PLENTY of clubs and bars while I was there...and honestly, I was really kind of over it after night one.  I like going out as much as the next guy, but I was really tired by the time I worked all day Friday, then flew up there and partied until 7am the next morning.  But of course, 2.5 hours later I was back up shpping. &lt;br /&gt;I did manage to finish my Christmas shopping while I was there...and had to ship a lot of stuff back, but that was already expected.  The kids are going to score BIG TIME from Uncle Dean this year...I went a little crazy.  Oh well, all is fun when it is for the kiddos. &lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to have my pics ready to post by the end of the week...I am not as fast as some of you guys about actually getting pics out of my camera and on my computer.  Look for them in the very near future though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-116612838923537501?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/116612838923537501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=116612838923537501' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116612838923537501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116612838923537501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/12/survival-of-fittest-i-survived-another.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-116551959561262328</id><published>2006-12-07T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T11:26:36.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEW YORK- HERE I COME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is that time again, New York bound!  Yeah!  I am leaving tomorrow afternoon to enjoy the city for 4 wonderful days.  I have never seen the tree in Rockefeller so that is a must for me.  Other than that, I am just going to shop till I drop.  I am almost finished with my Christmas Shopping, but I am sure once I get there, I will find a ton of things I forgot about. &lt;br /&gt;It has been a rough couple of weeks for me, and this break is much needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have managed to lose that few pounds I managed to put on over the Thanksgiving break, plus several more.  I am only 7 pounds away from my all time low weight.  I need to finish dropping this...and it will be even tougher now that I will be in pizza heaven in NY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, willpower...not my strongest trait, but I will survive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-116551959561262328?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/116551959561262328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=116551959561262328' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116551959561262328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116551959561262328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-york-here-i-come-it-is-that-time.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-116474731580733046</id><published>2006-11-28T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T12:55:15.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HURT...HURT...HURT...NO PAIN, NO GAIN MY ASS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Thanksgiving is behind us, and now we have Christmas to look forward to, but I cannot slack off at the gym again!  I did not go to the gym for 4 short days, and it about killed me yesterday.  Today I think my biceps actually might start bleeding they hurt so damn bad.  Needless to say, it was a GREAT workout, but man, how it totally kicked my ever loving ass!  I knew I was going to push myself to the extreme after eating nonstop the ENTIRE weekend.  The only thing I did not do was go to bed with a piece of pie in my mouth...but you better beleive I had it for breakfast the next morning. &lt;br /&gt;Well, the eating binge stops now.  I am focused again.  I have plenty of party's to attend this holiday season and I refuse to gain that dreaded 10-15 pounds because of it.  I will need ya'lls help throughout the next month reminding me to stop and think about what I am doing!  It is so easy to get caught up in the moment with all the lovely food and drink around.  YIKES...the drinking.  Yeah guys, I will need your help for sure...&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving.  I hope to have a few pics to post of the enormous family gathering I went to Thursday.  It is the first time ever we have done a huge family shot on my Mom's side...I was surprised how many of us there actually are now.  Damn breeders keep brining in new tots...and I love it!  LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-116474731580733046?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/116474731580733046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=116474731580733046' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116474731580733046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116474731580733046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/11/hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-116413777444407590</id><published>2006-11-21T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T11:36:14.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Turkey Day is upon us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime Thanksgiving rolls around, I start to ponder the things that I am most thankful for.  It gives me a day to reflect on the things that I cherish and the things that are just not so importnant anymore.  Here is what I am thinking this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important...&lt;br /&gt;1.  Family; I have a very loving family.  though we do not agree on everything, they are there to support me in my decisions, both good and bad.  They are there when I need to vent, they are there when I need to laugh or cry, they are there when I need silence.  Fortunate does not begin to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Friends; I surround myself with people that I care about and that care about me.  It is a challenge most everyday to keep relationships alive...it is so easy to get wrapped up in the day to day saga of life and forget about the people you need when the craziness stays still for a bit.  I have worked on key relationships throughout the year and have really reaped the benifits of doing so. &lt;br /&gt;3.  Health; My partner had a stroke about a 10 months ago, and that allowed me to revisit many, many things.  he is my world, no doubt, and life without him just seems surreal.  I hope to never experience the fright I went through when I received that dreaded voicemail after deplaning that he was in the hospital.  The car would not go fast enough, but he is doing much better now and for that i am VERY thankful.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Love; I have enabled myself to love again.  I was burned several months back and commented about it on my blog by a good friend of mine.  I did not think I would ever allow myself to love freely again, or to ever be able to trust anyone outside of my relationship with my partner.  I have learned from the mistakes that were made, both by my friend and me, and have become a better person for it.  Everything happens for a reason, or so my mom always says, and I must agree with her.  Even though it was a very difficult time in my life this year, forgiveness has come about and though I am still guarded, I am healing.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Work; I have a job and in todays market, that is an accomplishment all its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so important anymore after the reflections of life...&lt;br /&gt;1.  Getting promoted at work&lt;br /&gt;2.  Pleasing everyone, or trying to please all the time.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Money and the finer things in life.  I still love to shop, I still love to have pretty things, but I am not consumed with it like I once was. &lt;br /&gt;4.  Always trying to get my way.  I always said it was my way or the highway.  Life is about compromise, and I am working on that even more this year.  Understand, I still always WANT to be right, but it is not my driving ambition in life any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of some things that you are grateful for and let me know.  As you can see, I have a very short list, only hitting on the biggies.  If I had hours to spend, I am sure I could type on and on for days, but these are the most important things thus far for me.  I think another thing I need to challenge myself with this year is to remember these things throughout the year, not just at the holidays.  maybe that is something I can take away from this after typing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a fabulous Thanksgiving with whomever you decide to spend it with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-116413777444407590?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/116413777444407590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=116413777444407590' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116413777444407590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116413777444407590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/11/turkey-day-is-upon-us-everytime.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-116317279496375123</id><published>2006-11-10T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T07:33:14.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Tennis Matches begin Today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The tennis matches that our good friend BrettCajun is playing in begin today.  I managed to get over to see Brett last night to wish him luck in person.  He of course looked fabulous...but then again, when does he not?  He was definitely turning all heads whenever he walked around last night...those Houston boys were drooling in their boots.  It was quite funny to watch actually.  He is so oblivious at times when he is being courted....and I found it completely flattering that he was spending time with me and not the others.  We were able to catch up on some old gossip and news of recent changes in both of our lives.  For any of you who have not had the chance for an in person meeting of Mr BrettCajun, make it happen.  He is a hoot and what a sweetheart.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After leaving Brett, I made my way over to visit some other friends.  I have been in a crunch at the office lately, so I have not had a lot of time to chat with others.  My blogging habit has all but faded out, but like I mentioned in an earlier post, I am still working on the balance and I hope to become more regular on here soon.  I appreciate all of the kind words from some of my blogger buddies that have missed me...you guys are so sweet.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This weekend I am going to lay low.  I have not rested in quite some time, and a good long nap is in order.  I will be surprised if I even have the desire to eat...well, maybe a little of course.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will be posting some new pics from my dance team soon.  We took a few the other night at practice, and you will be able to see some of these insane tricks we are doing now.  Talk to you all soon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-116317279496375123?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/116317279496375123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=116317279496375123' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116317279496375123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116317279496375123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/11/tennis-matches-begin-today.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-116198306682834631</id><published>2006-10-27T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:04:26.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Roberto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Roberto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Roberto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Segway%20Group%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Segway%20Group%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Tyler, Me, Kevin, Anthony, Roberto, Mike, Bryan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/River%20Boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/River%20Boat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Rhyman%20Auditorium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Rhyman%20Auditorium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Foliage%20View.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Foliage%20View.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Mike%20at%20Partonon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Mike%20at%20Partonon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Dean%20Kev%20at%20Hooters.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Dean%20Kev%20at%20Hooters.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kevin and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Dean%20and%20Roberto.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Dean%20and%20Roberto.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roberto and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-116198306682834631?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/116198306682834631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=116198306682834631' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116198306682834631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116198306682834631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/10/roberto-tyler-me-kevin-anthony-roberto.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-116197728110820291</id><published>2006-10-27T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T12:28:01.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Anthony.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Anthony.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Anthony.  You must admit, he is sooooo cute!  He is one of the guys I am dancing with now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Customs%20office.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Customs%20office.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Customs House in Town &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/CMT.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/CMT.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of Course I had to get a pic of Country Music Television (CMT) Building &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nashville, Tennessee...Nice place to VISIT, Would not want to LIVE there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I was in Nashville this past weekend. The weather was quite a bit cooler there than here in Houston, but it was not frigid like New York in December or anything. I was there for a dance competition...not one of my own, but to support some friends that were competeing. They took first place in the division...they were absolutely awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We managed to make it out the country bar while we were there of course, The Chute. It has several bars all rolled into one. I was not impressed at all with this place. The people were nice and all, but the dance floor was incredibly small. It was tight moving around and overall, we had a much better time just walking the streets looking at the sights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As you can see, I posted several pics from the trip. It is great when you can travel with 10 gay men and all actually get along the whole time. Will discuss more when I am not under the wire at the office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-116197728110820291?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/116197728110820291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=116197728110820291' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116197728110820291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116197728110820291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-anthony.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-116103451254740163</id><published>2006-10-16T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T14:35:12.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HMMMM, Do you think I should be a LITTLE Concerned???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houston Flooding And Tornadoes From Severe Storms Affecting Gulf CoastOctober 16, 2006 12:42 p.m. EST&lt;br /&gt;Patricia Shehan - All Headline News Staff Writer&lt;br /&gt;Houston, TX (AHN) - Flooding in Houston is causing multitudes of problems for residents and workers alike. Some people awoke Monday morning to find their cars had been flooded underwater.&lt;br /&gt;A low pressure system has brought rain from Texas toward Georgia. Flood watches will persist throughout Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Parts of Texas received almost 7 inches of rain. Houston has already received 3? inches of rain so far. Much of Houston is expected to receive more heavy rain today as the weather system moves east over the next couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;Several schools announced closings Monday morning due to the flooding, tornado watches and severe weather.&lt;br /&gt;There have been at least 11 tornadoes reported in the upper coastal Texas and Louisiana areas, with most of these producing some type of damage to homes. Tornadoes destroyed five mobile homes in Jefferson County, TX, with another seven mobile homes damaged in Leeville, LA. Several homes were also damaged in Magnolia Beach, TX.&lt;br /&gt;Complications from the severe storms include higher than normal tide levels being elevated two-to-three feet due to persistent winds.&lt;br /&gt;According to Chuck Roeseler, a senior forecaster for the Houston/Galveston office of the National Weather Service, "This is preventing the bayous from discharging excess water..."&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, coastal flood warnings, a flash flood warning and a tornado watch have been in effect for much of the greater Houston area throughout the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Local officials are quite concerned that the possibility of more afternoon rainfalls could push the bayous beyond their "tipping point," which could cause even more disastrous flooding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-116103451254740163?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/116103451254740163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=116103451254740163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116103451254740163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116103451254740163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmmmm-do-you-think-i-should-be-little.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-116103430298771237</id><published>2006-10-16T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T14:31:43.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cp-tel.net/kreg/images/txfloods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.cp-tel.net/kreg/images/txfloods.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petrifiedtruth.com/archives/Houston%20flooding2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.petrifiedtruth.com/archives/Houston%20flooding2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It is ALWAYS Bigger in Texas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It has been flooding all over Houston today...in a BIG way. There have been street closures all day long, and I just heard that the intersection I have to travel through to get home, well, it is totally impassable. Hmmmm, wonder what I should do? I am a good swimmer, but that of course will not be my first choice. Oh well, wish me luck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-116103430298771237?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/116103430298771237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=116103430298771237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116103430298771237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116103430298771237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-is-always-bigger-in-texasit-has.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-116084835920723255</id><published>2006-10-14T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T10:52:41.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Whew...I needed a Break!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I have taken a little break from the blog.  Things have been pretty crazy for me lately, with the dance practices, gym sessions, work, charity functions, and family...there simply has not been enough time, so I needed to take a little breather.  I am not saying things have really slowed down at all, but I just wanted to say hello to my blogger buddies out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally came to the realization with everything going on in my life these days, I would not be able to go to my friends wedding in Australia next month.  I kept thinking things would slow down, or maybe my schedule would free up a little, but it is just not going to happen so I had to make a choice.  I hope he is not too upset with me...and he knows I will make it up to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have another trip scheduled for New York in December.  I am flying up December 8 and staying until December 11.  I am hoping the tree will be up in Rockerfeller Center and all of the decorations will be plentiful.  I plan on doing all of my Christmans shopping while I am there...I cannot wait.  You all know how much I love that city and the life there.  I am also going back up there in January...only a few weeks later, so whatever I do not get done the first go round, I am sure I will finish the second trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to make it a point to go to the Big Apple Ranch this time.  This is the one and only Country Dance bar in the city that I know of and it is time I make a little appearance there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise not to let so much time pass before my next posting.  Hope you all are doing well out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-116084835920723255?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/116084835920723255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=116084835920723255' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116084835920723255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/116084835920723255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/10/whew.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115886222053654057</id><published>2006-09-21T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T11:10:20.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Topless, Tipping, then Brokeass Mountain Man...is it REALLY Worth it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Am I the only one that thinks the whole process of giving away hard earned money for lap dances is stupid?  One of my buddies, straight of course, went to Treasures last night.  He spent in excess of probably $1000 on a private girl to give him lap dances for the night...meaning she was his 'property' for the hours that he payed for.  Does this seem odd to anyone else out there?  I have trouble understanding the entire process of going to a gentlemans club, paying huge dollars to have half naked people dance on your lap for a certain amount of time and to talk to you.  If this is what is needed, I am sure a hooker would be much cheaper...once again, if this is your requirement.  It blows my mind how much money is spent in these places each and every night.  Just the group that I know of that went last night spent in excess of probably $6000 for 2-3 hours of entertainment.  What could you do with an extra $6000?  I can think of plenty!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not fault these guys for doing this...it is after all their choice, but I just wish I could really understand the desire.  I have gone to my fair share of bars and tipped the dick dancers, no doubt...but come on...thousands of dollars in a night?  There are laws here in Houston...the do not touch rule, where the girl or guy can actually sit on your lap, you can actually touch them if you want, and who wouldn't at these prices, but that is it.  No actual 'sex' acts can take place for obvious reasons.  Well hell, if you are paying this much money, I would think a blow job should definitely be included at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it that makes straight men think they HAVE to do this?  Why is it that they do this and then pay the price at the end and know that they just spent a weeks salary if not more on a couple of hours of friction?  It actually makes me look at people a little differently when they do these types of things.  I know it shouldn't...Lord knows they look the other way when I cut loose and drag them to a gay bar...but it just makes me uncomfortable to think that they allow themselves to be duped like this.  Once a penis becomes erect, do all thoughts of emptying the wallet leave your mind?  The phrase thinking with the wrong head comes to mind...but come on...WTF can you possibly be thinking...or are you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more question to add to the list of why straight men act the way they act at times....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115886222053654057?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115886222053654057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115886222053654057' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115886222053654057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115886222053654057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/09/topless-tipping-then-brokeass-mountain.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115877678141121662</id><published>2006-09-20T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T11:30:56.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Question for all my blogger buddies out there in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cyberland....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you already know, I am on a cabaret dance team. Well, some of the many requirements on this team is to be able to either lift or be lifted above someone else's head, do flips, cart-wheels, do the splits (still working on this one), and to be able to work with a team. We have had a few problems with some of the people on the team already, and we are only 4-6 weeks into this. Some of the, and I hate to single anyone out but it is a fact, heavier (meaning fat) lesbians are saying we are discriminating against them because the choreography is too difficult. They do not have the strength to live a fellow teammate, nor can ANYONE on the team lift them, so we have a decision to make. Do we kick them off the team because they cannot perform to the expectations that have been set up since the beginning, should they gracefully step down from the team, or do we change the choreography? I am looking for opinions from you all to help me with this dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want the reputation of being someone that discriminates against anyone...but at the same time, I do not want choreography so simple a child can do it. This is afterall a professional dance team and my only cardio for Tuesday nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me guys...I need your input.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115877678141121662?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115877678141121662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115877678141121662' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115877678141121662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115877678141121662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/09/question-for-all-my-blogger-buddies.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115876019002470696</id><published>2006-09-20T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T06:49:50.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WORK, WORK, WORK, When is my next VACATION????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been absolutely insane since I returned from my wonderful get-away to New York.  Work has been crazy, the people here are driving me over the edge!  I know there are a few people from the office who have stumbled across my little blog, so I must be cautious with what I write these days, so I will just say this, I am about to go postal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I have posted anything, not because I have not wanted to, but because I have started becoming increasingly concerned with my readers.  I have had a few comments posted lately that lead me to believe that there is someone close to me, meaning working with me or knowing me personally outside of the office, that has found my on-line diary.  Usually I would just say piss off, and move on with my writings, but the thought of something getting back to certain people leaves me feeling a bit uneasy.  I guess this is my way of taking a chance and saying to hell with it, and continuing my thoughts for all to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a very good friend that went through a rather messy divorce some time back, about a year and a half ago.  He found out that his wife was seeing someone on the side, but this is after she said one day out of the blue that she wanted a divorce.  This guy is extremely sweet, nice, and wonderful, and for the life of me, I cannot imagine why this woman would leave him.  He is truly one of those kind of guys that would give the shirt off his back, literally, if you needed it.  He is probably one of the most incredible people I have had the fortune of meeting and getting to know in some time.  The reason he is my topic of writing today is he is setting up some time to go see a professional for some counseling.  The timing of this is interesting because my blogger buddy Brett just made reference to this a few days ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bretts concern for those of you who did not read his blog was he thought by seeing a professional, this made him less of a man.  I could not disagree more.  I think we have the luxury these days of being able to talk out our problems with these people for a reason.  There are times when friends just cannot get you through the rough spots in your life.  I for one had to see a shrink after my father was suddenly killed when I was a child.  I know to this day that it was the BEST thing I ever did...even though at the time I was embarrassed to be so young talking to a stranger about such personal issues.  I have been blessed enough in life to not have to see anyone since then, being able to put what that doctor told me so many years ago into my day to day existence even now.  It is funny that when things seem to be getting terribly bad for me, I stop, take a deep breath, and think back to those sessions that took place some 26 years ago and work through these problems of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly encourage anyone who might be on the fence about seeing a professional to just take that step...what can it hurt?  Why are so many people against the thought of actually getting help?  Am I one of the few that say loud and proud that it is OK to take your own life into your own hands, and make that most necessary phone call to make yourself feel better and to get you back on track?  I am definitely a 'take the bull by the horns' kind of guy, and I say stop pussy-footing around, and pick up the phone already!  I will support my friend even more now than ever, and I am lucky that he felt comfortable enough to talk to me about his situation.  I know he will do great, and I know he will get back to being the fun loving guy he once was, and that one day, he will trust again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115876019002470696?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115876019002470696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115876019002470696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115876019002470696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115876019002470696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/09/work-work-work-when-is-my-next.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115816329054683125</id><published>2006-09-13T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:40:37.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A Few Pictures of The US Open 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/021_21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/021_21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Big Screen in Front of the Stadium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/029_29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/029_29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self Explanatory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Shea%20Stadium.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Shea%20Stadium.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arthur Ashe Stadium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/5758094-R1-038-17A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/5758094-R1-038-17A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Martina Mixed Doubles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Flag%20Ceremony.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Flag%20Ceremony.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Opening Flag Ceremony&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Group%20Picture.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Group%20Picture.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pictured from left to right; Me, Blake (both live in Houston, Tony (lives in Rhode Island, Bill (lives in Connecticut), and Rash (lives in New York)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115816329054683125?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115816329054683125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115816329054683125' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115816329054683125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115816329054683125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/09/few-pictures-of-us-open-2006-big.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115807846084344632</id><published>2006-09-12T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T06:59:37.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Another Memorable Trip to New York &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing how depressed I get when I return from New York. This city has become like a second home over the past several years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flew into the city Thursday night, arriving at 10:30pm. The weather outside was at a comfortable 75 degrees, zero humidity, not like Houston that is for sure. My buddy and I went to the hotel, quickly checked in, changed our clothes and hit the town. Because my buddy has not been to New York since he was in High School, we had a lot to do in a relatively short amount of time. We first hit Times Square. He remembered all of the lights and sounds, but not to the extreme they were when he saw them again. We made a quick trip to the subway, caught the 1 Train to Christopher Street. We first hit Bleecker Pizza, my favorite pizza shop in the city, before moving on to the first of several bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first bar we went to was Boots and Saddles. This is a small time place that has been around for years, but the people are always so pleasant and friendly there. We had a quick beer there, then we were off to Ty's down the street. Ty's is, let me see how to say this, interesting. Once again, great people, but different. I purchased an interesting cock ring while we were there. BT, my buddy, had no idea what this thing was, he is straight after-all. I explained to him what it was, why men wore them, and even offered a little demo, but decided that would not be the best idea, not just yet anyways...too sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were off to The Duplex. We had a great time there, sang along with the kareoke, just did not get on stage to do it. We drank PLENTY, and before we knew it, it was after 3:30am. We headed back to the hotel to get some much needed rest, after-all, we were set to go to the US Open Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we woke around 9am Friday morning. Not too much sleep after finally making it back to the room...I guess about 4 hours total.  We had just a little time to get some shopping in, but then decided we would rather go to the Open to start that adventure.   We made it to the Open to watch the juniors Division, girls and boys, saw the Wheel Chair competition briefly, and then went on to watch the Women's Semi Finals.  The tennis was intense, much more than I ever imagined it would be.  Sharpova was a grunting and a grunting, but she made it happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend of ours came into the city Friday night.  Bill let me know that he was also bringing his coworker Rash (pronounced Rosh like Josh), and we hit the Caliente Cab Company for my favorite guacamole stop,  We had some pretty potent drinks there, then proceeded to the bar life again.  We went to the Slaughtered Lamb, had a couple of shots, and mixers, then went on to the Red Lion.  These are two straight bars, but ones that I like to hit in the city while I am there as well...just memories you have to understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After feeling pretty high on life at this point, we went back to the Duplex.  When we made it there, Rash decided he needed to let me know something.  He told me he was gay, and was not sure if he was ready to come out to the guys we were with.  I explained to him that they already knew based on the conversations we had earlier, that and the fact that when he opened his mouth, a handbag fell out!  I told him to let them know when he was ready, and that was about one hour later...in a totally drunken stupor.  He said he had an announcement to make to the guys, looked at me and asked if I would tell them.  I did, they accepted it (there was NEVER a doubt in my mind they would) and we continued to drink.  We made it back to the hotel after 4:30 that morning, with plenty of alcohol in our systems to lull us into a quiet slumber, and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am of course an early riser, so even with the little sleep I was getting, I was ready to go by 8am.  Afterall, I had my 3 hours of sleep, right?  I had plenty of shopping to get in before we hit the Open again this fine Saturday.  Bill and Blake we in for the long haul.  We first went to Ground Zero to pay our respects...it was an incredible feeling there this time.  Like I imagained, very quiet, very somber, very emotional.  I said a small prayer to myself, and we made our way to Century 21 for some heavy shopping.  I scored here, like I ususally do...finding 4 shirts, loaded up on underwear, and 3 pair of shoes.  Love hitting this place, but now I have plenty-o-bags to carry the rest of the day!  Well, the shopping continued for about 4-5 hours more, until my boys were getting tired.  They returned to the hotel, I continued shopping for more stuff on my list, then went back tot he hotel arriving at 4:30 to meet my other friend Tony that came in for the Saturday matches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a few drinks in the hotel lobby with Tony before calling the other guys...we needed a little bonding time before others were around.  We talked about his recent house purchase, his wonderful wife Erica and her job (she is a surgeon in a hospital in Rhode Island), and about our friend Chris who is now living in Australia.  It is the first time of the trip that I am talking about my very good friend Chris, and it pains me that he is not here with us...like the good old days.  It made me realize for sure this city will never be the same without him...and when I finally left Tony in the lobby to run to my room for a quick shower and change for the Open, I was actually in tears thinking about my friend whom I will not get to see for quite some time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is now 6:30pm Saturday and we are off to the Womens Finals.  We are watching Sharapova kick total ass, grunting like a pig in heat, and looking fabulous while she is doing it.  We also got an added bonus Saturday night...Martina played her final match of all time, a Mixed Doubles match which they won with no problems what so ever.  I am glad to finally be able to say I watched the legendary Martina play, but let me tell you, she is one UNATTRACTIVE woman! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with the Open behind us, it was now time to hit the bars again.  We all made a quick dash back to the hotel, showered and changed, and hit Rosie O'Gradys.  This is a nice bar in the Times Square are that we go to every trip  It is not 1am, and we have a long night ahead of us.  We proceeded back to the Bleecker Street are, hit bars everywhere, too many to name at this point, and had a wonderful evening, 4 good friends just hanging out in the city.  It was like Sex in the City, but a male version. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it back to the hotel around 6am...tired to say the least and hit the sack.  I was up again at 8:30am, 2.5 hours later, shopping in Times for my last minutes purchases for some friends.  We had breakfast together, said our goodbyes and headed for the airport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying goodbye is always so difficult for me, but I know I will be seeing all of thema again soon.  They are after all some of my closest friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115807846084344632?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115807846084344632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115807846084344632' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115807846084344632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115807846084344632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-memorable-trip-to-new-york-it.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115755948875221362</id><published>2006-09-06T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T09:18:08.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.johnnyroadtrip.com/events/images/usopentennis/arthurashestadiuminside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.johnnyroadtrip.com/events/images/usopentennis/arthurashestadiuminside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rism.ac.th/sports/Tennis/files%20tennis/Root%20folder/Images/links%20page/us%20open%20logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.rism.ac.th/sports/Tennis/files%20tennis/Root%20folder/Images/links%20page/us%20open%20logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surfinside.com/Pic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;New York Bound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am off to New York tomorrow afternoon, and I found out that I will also be going to the US Open. I know for a few of you, that means little, but for a sports freak like myself, it is awesome! I will also be paying tribute to the people who perished in the WTC 5 years ago Monday. I am sure Ground Zero will be full of mourners, but I think it is my duty to at least pay a call to that location out of respect.&lt;br /&gt;In addition to this, I will also be hitting the streets hard getting my fall wardrobe pulled together. Yes, even though I am a sports freak, I am totally a shopper as well. There are not many of us out there with this interesting combination, but now you can say you know one. I will be hitting 8th street hard...shoe shopping...like Carrie from Sex in the Cuty. I will also be making my way over to 5th Avenue for the clothing. My hubby hates when I make this particular trip annually because he knows it will cost him dearly...but what is the good in having a couple of bucks if you cannot spend it on fun stuff?&lt;br /&gt;I will be taking plenty of pics and will be publishing upon my return. Good weekend wishes to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115755948875221362?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115755948875221362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115755948875221362' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115755948875221362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115755948875221362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-york-bound-well-i-am-off-to-new.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115686599085584063</id><published>2006-08-29T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T08:40:00.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A Movie Worth Seeing if You Are Ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moviesonline.ca/movie-gallery/albums/userpics/WorldTradeCenterPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.moviesonline.ca/movie-gallery/albums/userpics/WorldTradeCenterPoster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is ready to see this movie. I personally think it was an incredible journey into what these people were living through, but it was also gut wrenching! I actually teared up in the first 3 minutes of the movie and continued throughout the remaining 105 minutes! Though I was not looking around the theater, many others were sobbing based on the sounds alone. It was very somber in the end, and when the credits rolled, not a sound was heard anywhere in the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought a lot about my friends that lived in the city at the time of the attack and what they must have been going through. Trying to find spouses, significant others, children, parents, sons and daughters amongst all that chaos, incredible! The insanity of it all is still mind boggling to me. I want to badly for that terrorist coward to be found and executed in the same manner he executed all of these innocent people! My heart goes out to all the people who lost loved ones in this tragic event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be fortunate enough to be in New York on the 5 year anniversary of the attack. Though I suspect it will be a very somber moment around Ground Zero, I am taking one of my close friends there to see it. I think it is important as Americans, and just as human beings, to pay our respects to all the people that perished that day and show appreciation to them for all they did to save others. There were truly many heroes that day, and I am glad this movie reminds us of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie made me even more proud of who I am, where I live, and reminded me to live each moment to the fullest. You never know when your time will be up on Earth...why not make it memorable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115686599085584063?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115686599085584063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115686599085584063' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115686599085584063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115686599085584063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/movie-worth-seeing-if-you-are-ready.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115645469296568800</id><published>2006-08-24T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T14:24:52.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Maybe this Dancing Thing is a GOOD Thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is at least one highlight to this dancing thing...my partner.  The guy I am going to be doing some of the 'straddling' moves with is so damn HOT!  He is not magazine model cute, he is just so damn handsome.  When he wears his cowboy hat, it makes my cockring stretch by a notch or two.  There of course is something about a guy in a cowboy hat...makes my heart go pitter pat.  Maybe it is a Southern Thing, maybe it is a Texan Thang, but regardless, it is a fact for me!  I am going to have to be careful not to let this guy know just how much he turns me on.  After all, I am a married man...lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be dancing with him again tonight.  I just hope my thigh stops hurting soon from Tuesday night.  That split really did a number on me...even working with a trainer for an hour a day to ease the pain.  Oh well, no pain no gain...right???  But how much pain is a good thing?  Hmmm, something to ponder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115645469296568800?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115645469296568800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115645469296568800' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115645469296568800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115645469296568800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/maybe-this-dancing-thing-is-good-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115634629392833009</id><published>2006-08-23T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T08:18:14.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This Cabaret Dancing is going to be  a BITCH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been through some strenuous workouts before, but last night whipped my ass, and not in a pleasant way! Last night was night number 1 with the dance team. Though I only practiced for a few hours, I could hardly move this morning. I was lifted, thrown, forced into the splits (which I have not done in YEARS), and flipped. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced before...and I now know have a completely new appreciation for dancers that do this every night! I will definitely be working with my trainer at the gym on stretching exercises!!! That seems to be the key. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Overall, the practice was a lot of fun.  The coach is hysterical, but he is also very direct.  This will take me a little time to get used to, but I know I will do fine with him.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Pictures are sure to follow, but not just yet.  i want to be able to smile while doing the splits for my photo op, not squeeming around in pain!  LOL  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115634629392833009?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115634629392833009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115634629392833009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115634629392833009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115634629392833009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-cabaret-dancing-is-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115619754099703160</id><published>2006-08-21T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T14:59:01.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is for my New Blogger Buddy Spider&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cabaret country and western dancing...what is it???  That is the question...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please explain to the uneducated of us, namely me, what is cabaret country western dancing? Is that Liza and Joel in a cowboy hat? (I am not making fun, just trying to make a funny...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You are actually pretty close Spider.  Seriously, cabaret style is just c&amp;w dancing with a little flair.  It is not your typical 2-step, waltz or swing, but more of a hip hop styling.  It is usually done in a line dance format, with anywhere from 6 to 36 people dancing in sync.  It also requires more acrobatic movement...which is something I will need to practice plenty on.  There are usually guys flipping around, grabbing each other by the waist and completing cart-wheels while using the others strengths, and pyramid builds all the while dancing and keeping perfect tempo and making sure all movements are seamless and smooth.  I know, before you say it, it sounds a lot like a cheerleading competition, and it sort-of is.  This is a very different dance style than what I am currently used to doing, but I am looking forward to the challenge of learning something new.  Afterall, what would we do if we actually knew how to do everything and we could never experience a new challenge???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And yes Spidey, I will definitely be taking pictures on the progress.  This will be a learning experience for me as much as it will be for you.  Thanks for the comments darlin.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115619754099703160?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115619754099703160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115619754099703160' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115619754099703160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115619754099703160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-for-my-new-blogger-buddy.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115618537656178470</id><published>2006-08-21T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T11:36:16.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Competition Dancing...Am I Ready For This???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I am finally going for it. I have been debating about joining this competition country and western style dance team for some time now, but finally decided to give it a shot. I hope I am not getting in over my head!!! They had the official try-outs Friday night, and I found out Saturday afternoon that I made both teams...the regular dance team and the cabaret team. The biggest reason for my concern is some of these guys are absolutely incredible dancers! They are able to do the big flips and turns on the floor, the splits (and I have no desire to slam my balls on the floor to achieve this), they know all of the latest line dances, they live, eat and breathe dance, and I am just not there quite yet...and never will be I am sure. Now do not get me wrong, I LOVE TO DANCE, and do it most weekends, but there are many other things that keep my attention as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The practice schedule is going to be a bit of a challenge as well. The regular team practices every Tuesday evening from 6-10pm, and the cabaret team will practice from 10-12ish. That is a huge commitment...but what is done is done. With my travel schedule for work, I am already positive I will miss a few of the practices, but I made sure they all understood this ahead of time. I know I will have a blast learning from these guys, but at the same time, I am so nervous. I am a lot like my friend Brett, I do not like to lose and I MUST be better than the rest...there is no place for second, and I expect nothing less than perfection from myself! I am my WORST critic.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wish my luck on my new adventure I am starting tomorrow night.  I will be sure to keep you posted on progress...and any bruised balls!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115618537656178470?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115618537656178470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115618537656178470' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115618537656178470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115618537656178470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/competition-dancing.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115591368249550205</id><published>2006-08-18T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T08:08:02.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Me and my Sports Buddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/blake%20and%20dean%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/blake%20and%20dean%201.jpg" 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/17592272-115591368249550205?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115591368249550205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115591368249550205' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115591368249550205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115591368249550205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/me-and-my-sports-buddy.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115591077848988261</id><published>2006-08-18T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T07:19:38.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;These Pics are for my Blogger Buddy (and Blogger teacher) Tony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I read my comments, and saw the one from my blogger pal  &lt;a href="http://lifescolorfulbrushstrokes.blogspot.com"&gt;http://lifescolorfulbrushstrokes.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, so I wanted to add the pictures of The Rocket.  This is one bear I would love to cuddle with!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/roger6%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/roger6%20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roger (The Rocket) Clemens warming up before the game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/roger1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/roger1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was his infamous fastball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/roger3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/roger3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He looks like such a teddy bear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/roger4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/roger4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Even though he has the little belly, he is adorable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/roger2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/roger2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is no need to hide that cute face!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115591077848988261?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115591077848988261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115591077848988261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115591077848988261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115591077848988261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/these-pics-are-for-my-blogger-buddy.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115584405445623808</id><published>2006-08-17T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T12:57:17.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pics from the big night...18 innings, but it was worth it to see my HOTTIE on the field!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/brad10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/brad10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See, Brad is looking for me in the stands!  How sweet is that?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/brad13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/brad13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He Loves it when I take pictures of his tight little ass!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/brad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/brad1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always tell him how fine his ass is, so he decided to show it to everyone else&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/brad11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/brad11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here he is playing catcher for Roger...I am not jealous though cause he is my pitcher in private moments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/brad12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/brad12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ausmus, Assman..whatever, it works for me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/brad%20and%20gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/brad%20and%20gang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is such a team player&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/brad%20and%20gang%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/brad%20and%20gang%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good thing he likes Roger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/brad%20and%20gang%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/brad%20and%20gang%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As you can see, age is finally catching up to our pitcher...poor thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115584405445623808?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115584405445623808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115584405445623808' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115584405445623808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115584405445623808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/pics-from-big-night.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115573630383882804</id><published>2006-08-16T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T06:52:22.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Damn, Lost Another One...And I Could Use Some Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Astros played a great game last noght, and into the early morning hours this morning, but ultimately lost 8-6 in the 18th inning. Yes, you read it right, the 18th inning. It was like having a 2 for 1 special on the game. It started out pretty rough for the boys, down by 2 in the first...but we pulled it together to tie it 6-6 by the 9th. Then we just sat and watched in disbelief for the next SEVERAL hours. The problem was, the beer stands closed in the top of the 8th, so the beer buzz was completely gone by the time the 16th rolled around. I will confess, I actually left the game in the bottom of the 16th...I had to go home and get some sleep! I listened to the balance of the game on the radio and watched the last inning on TV when I finally got home. Needless to say, it was a LONG game, and even though the Astros lost, they played a hell of a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are soon to follow. Was able to get some GREAT shots of my boy Brad Ausmus and Roger Clemens photographed pretty well too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115573630383882804?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115573630383882804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115573630383882804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115573630383882804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115573630383882804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/damn-lost-another-one.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115567614427418128</id><published>2006-08-15T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T14:09:04.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/NY22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/NY22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Tony%20Deb%20Mardi.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jealousy...It Is Such A Funny Thing With My Straight Boyfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just recevied a call from another one of my New York friends...one that moved to Rhode Island a while back after getting married. He is all pissy because I did not invite him to meet me in New York September 7-10. I explained to him that he was on my list to call...but he of course thinks he should have been first. He just likes to give me a hard time...that is what he is really good at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know I have mentioned this before, but I just love my straight friends! There is no danger with them...only laughter and good times for the most part. This is the guy that I went to the wedding for in the Hamptons last year. Chris, the one in Australia, is his best friend...Tony is the person that introduced me to Chris a few years back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tony and I worked together on several projects when he was single and still consulting. He is a married man now, still works for a consulting firm, but in a different capacity. I miss working with him...but am grateful that we still keep in touch after the working stopped. Tony is one of those guys that I will always keep in touch with. When we pick up the phone or send an IM or email, it is like we never miss a beat. We are in sync with each other...distance has not changed our relationship in the least bit. It is wonderful having friends all over the country that you can take little mini-vacations to go see. Looking forward to seeing you soon Tony, my jealous little buddy that will never admit it...because you are so damn butch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115567614427418128?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115567614427418128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115567614427418128' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115567614427418128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115567614427418128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/jealousy.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115566779828395497</id><published>2006-08-15T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T11:49:58.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.sportsnetwork.com/mlb/getty/houston/2004/clemens_roger19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.sportsnetwork.com/mlb/getty/houston/2004/clemens_roger19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another Game Tonight...Let's Hope a Win is in Store for us!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK Boys, bring a big win home to daddy! The Stros have actually been improving somewhat, but the last couple of games have been a slight set-back for us. Well, I am going to the game tonight to watch "The Rocket" perform what I hope is amazingly! The game starts at 7:05, but I plan on getting there about 6...I want to make sure I am able to sneak a few stares at Brad Ausmus and that fine ass of his! I also want to see how Roger is throwing tonight, early on so I am not in that 'shocked' state the rest of the night when the game actually begins.&lt;br /&gt;You know, I must be becoming a bigger baseball fan than I was a year ago, I actually postponed a hair appointment until Saturday for this game tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my favor to all of you readers out there, keep your fingers crossed for my boys tonight!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115566779828395497?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115566779828395497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115566779828395497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115566779828395497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115566779828395497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-game-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115557855953430462</id><published>2006-08-14T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T11:02:39.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/becca%20gun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/becca%20gun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now my Princess is going to become Annie Oakley!!! HELP ME!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what am I going to do??? My niece is turning 8 next Monday, and she has decided she wants her own rifle to go hunting with. Yes, I said NIECE!!! She has always been a girly girl, now she is getting all crazy on my. I absolutely refuse to buy her a gun...regardless of type...regardless of age. Just last weekend I took my little princess to the mall to go shopping in Libby Lou's. For those of you who have not had the experience of shopping in this store...be ready for Ho-Ville clothing. I suck it up and buy her these little outfits to play dress-up in, but I have to draw the line somewhere. For those of you who know me, my niece and nephew are my WORLD, and anything they want, Uncle Dean finds a way to get it, but there will be NO GUNS! Is she too young for me to explain why I will not get it? aActually, why am I so opposed to it...is it her age or is it because she is supposed to still be in her little rollers wanting makeup and little dresses? Is it OK for me to let my little girl grow up to be a tomboy? When should I just let go and let my baby girl do what she wants?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115557855953430462?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115557855953430462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115557855953430462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115557855953430462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115557855953430462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/now-my-princess-is-going-to-become.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115524313270833657</id><published>2006-08-10T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T13:56:11.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Another Trip to New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is official, I booked my third trip to one of my favorite places in the US...New York. I love everything about NY, the people, the traffic, the subway, the shopping, the nightlife, the insane cabbies, EVERYTHING!!! The one thing that I will DEFINITLY miss this trip...one of my very close friends will not be there. He is one of the people I used to go visit when I would go to New York. Well, he recently moved to Australia...I mentioned him in a few previous posts. This will be my first Chris-less trip...and I am hoping to still be able to enjoy the city as much. I am going to see some other friends while I am there, so it will not be a total loss I am sure...just different. As much as I have been to New York over the years, I have NEVER done the tourist thing. I always seem to shop till I drop, or at least until I hit the bars... Does anyone have any suggestions of must see places and or things? I am taking my nice camera on this trip now that I am blogging, so hopefully I will have some great pics to share later. Now if we can just make the next 4 weeks pass quickly so the adventure can begin!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Chris%20and%20Dean%20dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Chris%20and%20Dean%20dancing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Chris at our friends wedding in The Hamptons last year...he is such a fabulous dancer for a straight boy...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Chris%20Kris%20and%20Dean%20in%20Hamptons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Chris%20Kris%20and%20Dean%20in%20Hamptons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me, Chris and Kris (the beautiful reason he moved to Australia) hitting the bars in The Hamptons the night after the wedding &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Kris,%20Dean,%20and%20Delahay%20Hamptons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Kris%2C%20Dean%2C%20and%20Delahay%20Hamptons.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oops, another bar shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115524313270833657?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115524313270833657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115524313270833657' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115524313270833657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115524313270833657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-trip-to-new-york-well-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115515097945488432</id><published>2006-08-09T12:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T12:18:20.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When Does It Get Easier...Or Does It Ever???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I have been going to the gym in the mornings for well over 6 months now, and I have yet to have this incredible burst of energy in the afternoon that everyone told me I would get. I finally agreed to morning workouts because with my work schedule, I never knew what time I would actually be leaving the office. Because of this 'not' knowing, I missed going to the gym many, many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am now committed to EVERY morning, Monday through Friday for at least a one hour workout. Everyone said I would have all of this extra energy for my afternoons and being tired at first would be common. Well, let me tell ya, at 2 o'clock every afternoon, I crash and burn!!!! BIG TIME!!!! I feel like I could call it a night right then and be done for the day. Where is this energy I have heard so much about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no regrets about changing my time to mornings because it has worked out for me sticking to the routine...I just want sleep. Maybe I should go to bed earlier, but that is really not an option with the hubby wanting to visit and have his "quality" time. So it means going to bed at 11pm and waking at 5am every day...all week. Any suggestions? How do I gain the energy? I already take vitamins...give me something else guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115515097945488432?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115515097945488432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115515097945488432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115515097945488432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115515097945488432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-does-it-get-easier_09.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115506563075479014</id><published>2006-08-08T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T12:33:50.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first dent has occurred...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so now &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can enjoy the ride&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I already got the first scratch / dent on my new car.  I have not even received the permanent tags yet, and well, my father in law decided to back into my car.  While it was NOT a lot of damage by any means, it certainly gave me some future ammunition to use against this dear old man who I love very much.  He felt absolutely horrible about hitting my car, and I of course had to rub it in a bit that I have not even made my first payment, and already my beauty is scarred.  He was not amused, but quickly learned it was OK to laugh about it...I was afterall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115506563075479014?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115506563075479014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115506563075479014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115506563075479014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115506563075479014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/first-dent-has-occurred.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115504742895695794</id><published>2006-08-08T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T07:49:49.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Passion, well, one of them anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, it is time that I show you a few pictures of my true stress relief...my yard.  My partner and I spend a lot of time working in the yard.  He does it so he can keep busy while he is looking for work, I do it as a form of stress release.  There is something spiritual when I am able to look out into my lush flower gardens and see what we created with our own hands and thoughts.  I actually have plants in the ground that were given to me by friends, family, gifts, and neighbors.  There are very few plants that I will not attempt to grow in my yard, the only problem is I have run out of space to plant them.  That is why I am starting to do my mother's garden.  She has NO green thumb and can use all the help she can get.  I hope you enjoy looking at these photos as much as I enjoy working in the dirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/yard6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/yard6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Zinnia bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/yard7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/yard7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lavender...smells wonderful when it is blooming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/yard11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/yard11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just loved the color of this birdbath, it was a must have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/yard9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/yard9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a few daylillies and ferns to cover some of this un-sightly pool equipment.  I love having a pool, but hiding the equipment is somewhat difficult. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/yard14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/yard14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Althea Trees that came from my late grandfather &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/yard13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/yard13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These Palm Tress were 5 gallon purchases a few years ago.  They have grown so quickly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/yard12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/yard12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dwarf Crepes.  This is a difficult plant to grow, but it beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115504742895695794?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115504742895695794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115504742895695794' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115504742895695794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115504742895695794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-passion-well-one-of-them-anywaywell.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115498227412539002</id><published>2006-08-07T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T13:24:34.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pictures of Hell, otherwise known as South Hill, VA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/South%20Hill5.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/South%20Hill5.1.jpg" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/South%20Hill4.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/South%20Hill4.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/South%20Hill6.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/South%20Hill6.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115498227412539002?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115498227412539002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115498227412539002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115498227412539002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115498227412539002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/pictures-of-hell-otherwise-known-as.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115446841119406273</id><published>2006-08-01T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T14:40:11.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM IN HELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I am working in a little town in Virginia called South Hill...population 3500.  There is no Target here, no Home Depot, no Best Buy...NOTHING!!!!!  There is one store called Peebles, which is actually part of the company I work for, and a Walmart.  There are only so many trips you can make to each of these locations before you are ready to go postal and start shooting people...everyone!  I actually spent about 7 months here last year, but for some reason, this little 3 day visit is killing me!  It could be that I am up here alone this time, or maybe it is just because I did this for so long, the newness has just worn completely off.  Whatever the issue, tomorrow will not get here soon enough so I can get the hell out of this horrible place! &lt;br /&gt;I will post a few pictures when I am able to load them to a CD.  They di not have the ability to do that for me here at the wonderful Walmart.  If I drop off my disc, it takes a week to get the CD back.  can you imagine?  No one hour service.  What a dump...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115446841119406273?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115446841119406273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115446841119406273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115446841119406273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115446841119406273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-in-hell-ok-i-am-working-in-little.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115395382158038789</id><published>2006-07-26T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T15:44:30.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.meaning.ca/images/article_photos/ap_yates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.meaning.ca/images/article_photos/ap_yates.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://172.16.9.53:15871/cgi-bin/blockpage.cgi?ws-session=587248723"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/graphics/2006/06/27/wyates27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/graphics/2006/06/27/wyates27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am I Crazy for NOT Understanding the Insanity Defense???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it happened today, the Andrea Yates verdict came in...INSANE. The jury said she was not in her right mind when she drowned her 5 children. I have a question for everyone, who the hell would be in his / her right mind while doing this? Do I think she should have not been sent to prison for this but an assylum instead? Absolutely NOT!!!! I think she should most definitely go to prison and they should border her cell with pictures of those beautiful children so she can look and grieve and think of what she did to them each and every day of her miserable remaining years! I am sorry, but at what point do we draw the line in the insanity defense? And how many more people are now going to die because if Andrea can get away with it, why shouldn't they? This was a cruel and unjust decision in my opinion, and it is just that, my opinion. I know the jury had a job to do, and they did it successfully, but maybe it is time to revisit the laws that enabled this decision to be reached!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115395382158038789?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115395382158038789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115395382158038789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115395382158038789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115395382158038789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/07/am-i-crazy-for-not-understanding.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115350754511855824</id><published>2006-07-21T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T11:45:45.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank God It Is Friday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, my girlfriend and I were having a discussion some time back about wishing your life away.  What I am referring to is that we always say on Monday mornings, "I cannot wait until Friday gets here".  Well, is that such a good thing to wish for?  You are basically wishing 4 days of your life away, days which will become more precious as we get older.  Iknow that when we had this conversation a while back, I really started thinking about it when this comment was made or when I would think it, but you know what, I am glad it Friday now and my weekend is beginning.  I think my new Monday wish will simply be, I wish everyday was Friday!  This way I am not wishing my life away, only days! &lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a fantabulous weekend.  Party hard and be careful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115350754511855824?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115350754511855824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115350754511855824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115350754511855824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115350754511855824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/07/thank-god-it-is-friday-you-know-my.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115316842008597731</id><published>2006-07-17T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T13:33:42.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                 An Eventful Weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this was definitely a more eventful weekend than most for me. It started out relatively slow Friday night, just dinner with some friends and a few cocktails, made it back to the house before 11pm, and in bed by midnight. Saturday, a different story. Woke up Saturday morning with the intent of just laying by the pool and soaking up the sun. Well, I went outside for a whopping 10 minutes and thought I was going to pass smooth out due to the extreme heat, so the sun worshipping was cut very short. When I went back in the house and took a shower, I decided it was time to take a quick trip to the car dealership to see if there was anything out there that struck me. Well, it did not take me long to find a new car. I have an ML320 that is about to be out of warranty, so I knew I needed to trade it off pretty soon. I decided that a C Class was the way to go, being that Kev does not drive too much these days. This way he can still have a nice car, but without the enormous car payment to deal with. Well, as I was working the deal for Kev's car, the salesman, who was REALLY cute by the way, asked me what I was driving. I told him I owned a 2001 SLK230. He said he knew someone who was in the market for one and said he would probably offer me more than what the car was worth. Well, that seemed a bit odd to me, but I said I would entertain the idea, so I went home and picked up my car. When I made it back to the dealership, the guy that wanted my car was already there. he looked at it for about 10 minutes and made me an offer I could NOT refuse. Well, at this point, I knew I was selling not one, but both of my vehicles. So I started shopping for myself. I kept looking at the R Class, but was so turned off by the exterior that I would not even look at the car too closely. Once the saleman talked me into taking a quick peak at it, I fell in love with it. Can you beleive it, I went from driving a convertible sportscar to driving a car that resembles a wagon. Well, wagons have definitely come a long way since I last looked at them, and even though it is a German engineered car, the ride is incredible.&lt;br /&gt;See, here is my deal. I now am the proud owner of a beautiful luxury car, but I am having all of these issues because it is a wagon. What does this mean? Why is it that I associate this car to belong to some elderly man? Is this car really a soccer mom car and if so, what do I do with it now? Do I tell everyone to piss off? Well, of course I do, because I own it now and that is that. I am only 35, what is going to happen when I hit the big 4 0 ???? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115316842008597731?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115316842008597731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115316842008597731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115316842008597731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115316842008597731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/07/eventful-weekend-well-this-was.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115271311784945587</id><published>2006-07-12T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T07:05:43.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Why do I continue to let people get under my skin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At what point will I learn that people are all entitled to his / her opinions, regardless of how incredibly insane they are? I went to dinner with a friend last night who I ended up debating all night long, instead of just enjoying a couple of drinks and a great meal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He is not from Texas, actually, he is not from this country. He was insistent that Texas, mainly Houston, is a horrible place to live. When I asked him why, he threw out how incredibly concervative the city is, how UN-gay friendly we are, the crime is too high, and how racist we are. He said he would rather live in possibly Florida, California, Nevada or Arizona. Now, I have never lived in any of these other states, but I have been to each one of them on numerous occassions, and I cannot see how these places are that much better than here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Florida will not allow gay adoption...is that gay friendly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nevada has legalized prostitution. Though it is legal, the amount of rapes reported there are at a MUCH higher percentage than they are in Texas. Is this less crime?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;California has Arnold, enough said!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Arizona is the only one I cannot say much about. Though I have been there several times to visit a friend, and we have gone out clubbing and to dinners and such, it was not a bad experience. The only downfall with Arizona is the population is exploding and housing prices are going through the roof. If you are prepared for that increase in your mortgage, then it might be a great place to live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bottom line is, I am so tired of defending Houston, Texas, and the US in general with several of my friends. I mentioned it in my last post, but if you think it is so damn bad here, go away! There is nothing stopping you! When I mentioned this to my friend last night, he was really quick to say that he cannot find a job in these oterh states easily. Well, does that mean there might be a small perk to living here right now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And before anyone gets his panties in a twist over the things I mentioned above, please understand that I personally love Florida, California, Arizona and Nevada. I have planned and experienced a great deal of wonderful things in each state, but when compared to what I call home, it is no better, no worse! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115271311784945587?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115271311784945587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115271311784945587' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115271311784945587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115271311784945587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-do-i-continue-to-let-people-get.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115254337063139080</id><published>2006-07-10T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T08:04:34.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Deception, is this word not known to many people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deception (De*cep"tion) (?), n.[F. déception, L. deceptio, fr. decipere, deceptum. See Deceive.]1. The act of deceiving or misleading. South.2. The state of being deceived or misled. "There is one thing relating either to the action or enjoyments of man in which he is not liable to deception." South.3. That which deceives or is intended to deceive; false representation; artifice; cheat; fraud. "There was of course room for vast deception." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, this to me is not a difficult definition. The more people I meet, it appears to be totally foreign. Why is it that some people like to turn everything around to make themselves look 'not so guilty'? I admit when I make a mistake. I also, when called out on the carpet, will confess my sins...most anyway (a girl must keep a few secrets, lol). Why is it this one person I know in particular cannot admit he is an ego maniac and a con artist in the making? He thinks because he is not from this country, he can play the 'I do not understand all of the American customs' card. Well guess what asshole, you have been here for 7 years and if you cannot get it together by now, move back to your home land! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At what point do you know it is time to tell yourself enough is enough? And at what point do you start questioning everything from everyone? Is it bad to be a trusting person or should you always keep your guard up for these intruders? When is it safe to put down the shield that has been put up to protect you at all times? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115254337063139080?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115254337063139080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115254337063139080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115254337063139080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115254337063139080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/07/deception-is-this-word-not-known-to.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115168249913922651</id><published>2006-06-30T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T08:48:19.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gay Rights...Do You Have Them In Your Workplace???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This article was sent to me by a friend and it made me start thinking a bit.  How many of you work for or know of a company that offers same sex benefits?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Majority of Fortune 500 Companies Offer Domestic Partner Benefits&lt;br /&gt;Fortune 500 Companies Prohibiting Discrimination Based on Sexual&lt;br /&gt;Orientation at 86 percent, 10 Times the Number of Fortune Companies&lt;br /&gt;Prohibit Discrimination Based on Gender Identity Today Compared with&lt;br /&gt;2001&lt;br /&gt;WASHINGTON - The American workplace has reached a milestone this year&lt;br /&gt;with the majority of Fortune 500 companies offering domestic partner&lt;br /&gt;health insurance benefits, according to the Human Rights Campaign&lt;br /&gt;Foundation’s report released today, “The State of the Workplace for Gay,&lt;br /&gt;Lesbian, Bisexual and Transgender Americans 2005-2006.” Eighty-six&lt;br /&gt;percent of Fortune 500 companies also include sexual orientation in&lt;br /&gt;their non-discrimination policy, and 10 times the number of Fortune&lt;br /&gt;companies cover gender identity today compared to 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“While protections for gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender Americans are stalled in Congress, corporate America continues to surge ahead.&lt;br /&gt;This isn’t a Democratic or a Republican issue. It’s an issue of basic fairness and good business,” said Human Rights Campaign President Joe Solmonese. “As ‘The State of the Workplace’ shows, an investment in equal benefits is minor to the employer but priceless to employees. By removing barriers to employee success, corporate America is ultimately removing barriers to the success of companies across the nation.”&lt;br /&gt;Solmonese continued, “We’re not only tracking progress in corporate America, but we’re actively involved in making it. Our Workplace Project has worked with hundreds of executives and employees over the past year alone, providing on-site training and cutting-edge research to assist employers implementing fair and equal policies.”&lt;br /&gt;“The Human Rights Campaign is an impetus for corporate America,” said Hayward Bell, Chief Diversity Officer of Raytheon Company. “They have been a leader in identifying and encouraging best employment practices for lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender employees. ‘The State of the Workplace’ and other Human Rights Campaign tools help us evaluate the bar as it relates to treating employees fairly and equitably.”&lt;br /&gt;“The State of the Workplace” is an annual report published by the Human&lt;br /&gt;Rights Campaign Foundation’s Workplace Project. This report is a&lt;br /&gt;national source of information on laws and workplace policies&lt;br /&gt;surrounding sexual orientation and gender identity. To download the&lt;br /&gt;report, visit: &lt;a href="http://www.hrc.org/sotw"&gt;www.hrc.org/sotw&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key findings from this year’s report include:&lt;br /&gt;·         For the first time since employers began providing health insurance coverage to employees’ same-sex partners, a majority of America’s largest businesses now extend domestic partner benefits. As of June 1, 2006, 253 - or 51 percent - of the 2006 Fortune 500 companies provided benefits to employees’ same-sex domestic partners. Eight-six percent of Fortune 500 Companies prohibit&lt;br /&gt;discrimination based on sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;·         Eighty-one Fortune 500 companies included the terms “gender&lt;br /&gt;identity” and/or “gender expression” in their non-discrimination statements - ten times the number of Fortune companies that had such policies in 2001.&lt;br /&gt;·         As the GLBT community fends off attacks from lawmakers regarding equal marriage rights, there have been wins in anti-discrimination and benefits policies at the state and local level. In 2005, Montana became the 13th state to extend domestic&lt;br /&gt;partner benefits to state employees. The state was joined by 16 local municipalities that extended domestic partner benefits during the period covered by this report. As of June 1, 2006, a total of 201 cities and counties granted equal benefits to employees’ partners.&lt;br /&gt;·         Seven states prohibit discrimination in private sector&lt;br /&gt;employment on the basis of sexual orientation and gender identity -&lt;br /&gt;California, Illinois, Maine, Minnesota, New Mexico, Rhode Island and&lt;br /&gt;Washington, plus the District of Columbia. Three states - Illinois,&lt;br /&gt;Maine and Washington - joined the list since January 1, 2005. Ten&lt;br /&gt;additional states ban workplace discrimination exclusively on sexual&lt;br /&gt;orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Human Rights Campaign is the largest national lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender political organization with members throughout the country. It effectively lobbies Congress, provides campaign support and educates the public to ensure that LGBT Americans can be open, honest and safe at home, at work and in the community.&lt;br /&gt;·         30-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115168249913922651?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115168249913922651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115168249913922651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115168249913922651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115168249913922651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/gay-rights.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115151105808616420</id><published>2006-06-28T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T09:10:58.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bingoware.com/superimpose/phoenix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bingoware.com/superimpose/phoenix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://atlasshrugs2000.typepad.com/atlas_shrugs/images/iran_flag_buring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://atlasshrugs2000.typepad.com/atlas_shrugs/images/iran_flag_buring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Does this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; make anyone out there feel good about burning the flag???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115151105808616420?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115151105808616420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115151105808616420' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115151105808616420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115151105808616420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/does-this-really-make-anyone-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115151015993714393</id><published>2006-06-28T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T09:17:00.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Flag Burning...Is This a Good Thing???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OK, I just had a heated conversation with my buddy &lt;a href="http://thoughtrush.com/blogs/btolbert/default.aspx"&gt;Blake&lt;/a&gt;. We started talking about the right to burn the American Flag...or the lack of right that is. Should we, as American citizens, deem it appropriate to burn the symbol that our country has for freedom and equality? Speaking as a gay man, and one that supports equality for so many: gays, lesbians, women, race, just to name a few, I cannot support the idea of burning this flag. Does this make me a hypocrite because I cannot support this 'right' that so many think they should have? Does it make me closed minded? Does it make me exactly what I despise most, a person who talks out of both sides of their mouth? I did explain to Blake that EVERYONE has a right to his or her opinion, regardless of how insane that opinion is.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just had a conversation with another friend, who just yesterday became a US Citizen, and he cannot beleive that anyone would even think about burning such a symbol of the American people.  My God, they all carried small flags as they took the oath and according to Chris, NO ONE lit a cigarette with one of the flags.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115151015993714393?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115151015993714393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115151015993714393' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115151015993714393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115151015993714393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/flag-burning.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115142310264760652</id><published>2006-06-27T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T08:45:02.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/pride%20Chris%20Dean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/pride%20Chris%20Dean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris and me BEFORE we started sweating our asses off!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/pride%20SOCOHO9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/pride%20SOCOHO9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/pride%20SOCOHO3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/pride%20SOCOHO3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course I had to shake my groove thang for the crowds....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/pride%20Chris%20exploration.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/pride%20Chris%20exploration.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/pride%20Float%202.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/pride%20Float%202.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/pride%20Carol%20Evie.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/pride%20Carol%20Evie.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carol and Evie, our dance instructors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115142310264760652?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115142310264760652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115142310264760652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115142310264760652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115142310264760652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/chris-and-me-before-we-started.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115135284820114600</id><published>2006-06-26T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T13:14:08.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Survived another Pride Parade!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, 2006 Pride Parade is over and done with. This was the first year I actually participated in the parade and was not just an observer. I must admit, at first I was not thrilled with being in the actual parade, but once it started and I saw all of the beautiful men screaming and hollering at us, wanting me to shake my money maker a little harder, it was not difficult to really get into the whole thing. And yes, it was very difficult actually being with my ex-best friend at first (we are on the same committee meaning we were on the same float). We talked quite a bit about the stuff that happened between us, and while not ALL is forgiven, and things will NEVER be the same, we might be on the road to recovery. I am not going to put too much into this relationship if it develops again...maybe it is just my enormous fear of being hurt so badly again. Does this mean that I should just let dead dogs lie and not go forward with the attempt to reconcile? Or does it mean that it is ok to not be so trusting and be a little guarded? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, back to the parade itself. My morning was not the best in the world, when I was on my way to Chris's house for the float decoration, I was rear-ended in my car by this guy who was driving a bit too fast when he was coming up to the light on the access road. He must have seen the tell-tale signs on my face from my mirror, because the MINUTE I jumped out of my car, he was yelling 'I am so sorry, it was totally my fault'. I must admit, that calmed me down pretty quickly until I actually saw the back end of my car. See, I am not one of those kind of people that puts my life into my car, but I do take very special care of it. I tend to drive it a little hard, actually, I drive it very hard...but that is my choice. I do keep it maintenanced to the letter of the dealership requirements, and then some, and am a little freaky about dirt getting on it. But let's face it, it is only a car. I think what upset me the most is it was EXACTLY 5 years to the day of me receiving this car as my 30th Bday present that this happened. ANYWAYS, I had to go through the whole insurance swap with the guy, who was kind of cute by the way, and then I noticed his insurance was expired by 4 days. I went ahead and called the police to find out what I should do, and they told me I must have an officer dispatched to the scene to fill out a report. Well, the accident happened at 10am, and the police made it there by 10:45, pretty fast for Houston! The only issue was, in the interim of waiting for the police, this guy had asked me out on a date. Of course, I said that was not a possibility, but I did think this was a little flattering, and really kind of wierd. What made the siuation even funnier is when the cop finally showed up, he turned out to be a queen as well. I actually asked them both with all of the queens sitting over here on Interstate 10, where are all of the floats? We all got a little laugh out of the irony of all of us being there, being gay, and all going to the parade that evening. None-the-less, the guy that hit me did receive 2 tickets, and I am now dealing with the insurance companies. I have a feeling the fun is just beginning! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On to the night of the parade. The float was not decorated completely because we needed it to be parked in the parade line as not to lose any of the decorations by pulling it down a major freeway. So we all had to meet at the parade beginning point at 5pm. Imagine, Houston heat, 5pm, knowing you are going to be out here for at least 6 hours with no shower...not a refreshing thought is it?  We finally finished the decorations about 1 hour prior to start time....just enough time to go grab a couple of margaritas at this little joint down the street.  Well, that was both refreshing and yet, a little tough to handle.  margaritas, especially strong ones, may not be the BEST idea when you are going to be in the heat for several more hours.  Somthing to think about next time I guess...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We seemed to draw a lot of attention during the parade...and I will be the first to admit, it really boosted the old ego.  I was feeling a little down because I was turning 35 on the 26th, today as a matter of fact, and needed a little ego boost...it was just what the doctor ordered.  I had several numbers passed my way...but I kept NONE of them...it was just nice to know that I could still get them...hehe...all about the little ego boost!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When the parade was actually over and I was pulling off my completly soaked shirt, I realized right then that I will definitly be doing this again next year, but I will be kicking it up a notch...not sure excatly what I am going to do yet, but the wheels are already turning in my head.  Mobile dancefloor and disco ball are coming to mind...how scary is that?  And of course, a REALLY BIG spotlight on me...hehe, hey, it is MY idea afterall!  HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All in all, it was a blast...even talking to my old friend.  It made me realize once again that everything happens for a reason...maybe one day I will figure out what all of the reasons are!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115135284820114600?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115135284820114600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115135284820114600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115135284820114600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115135284820114600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-survived-another-pride-paradewell.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115134018385436452</id><published>2006-06-26T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T12:17:54.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Astros%20Dean%20Blake.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Astros%20Dean%20Blake.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Astros%20name%20board.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Astros%20name%20board.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Astros%20Pitch%20again.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Astros%20Pitch%20again.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Astros%20Pitch%20windup.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Astros%20Pitch%20windup.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Astros%20Blake%20Pondering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Astros%20Blake%20Pondering.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Astros%20Close%20Crowd%20Down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Astros%20Close%20Crowd%20Down.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Astros%20Crowd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Astros%20Crowd1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Astros%20Crowd%20down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Astros%20Crowd%20down.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Astros%20Dean%20Kara%20Julie%20Blake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Astros%20Dean%20Kara%20Julie%20Blake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics from THE BIG DAY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115134018385436452?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115134018385436452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115134018385436452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115134018385436452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115134018385436452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/pics-from-big-day.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115115706706659634</id><published>2006-06-24T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T17:35:19.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lost the Game 4 - 2, but Hope Remains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, it is true, the Astros lost the game to the Twins, 4-2, but one thing was still nice to see...Houston was pumped up again. When the Rocket took to the field, the stadium was out of control. It felt like I was back in New York watching a game there...the feeling was too much to describe in complete detail. Some say it was because the roof was closed on the stadium, some say it was because we were destined to win, some say it was because it was a sell out crowd...I say Houston regained some faith and spirit. My biggest hope at this point is that the fan base continues for the remainder of the season, regardless of performance. It is time we stand up for our teams, both in good and bad times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, on to the pregame festivites. Blake and I, the guy I work with that I become increasingly closer to by the day, decided we should grab a bite to eat prior to going to the game. It seemed like a perfec t idea, stop by CABO on the way to the stadium, have a few tacos and margaritas...how could THAT be a bad idea? Well, let me tell ya...after 3 margaritas and actually doing what equated to a shot out of Blake's last bit of spittal in his cup...I was higher than a kite. We made it to the stadium to hook up with some other friends. Well, friends is not really descriptive enough of these 2 ladies we met up with. One of them is named Julie, you will hear me refer to her as Jules in many future posts I am sure. Jules is my best friend, my boss, my companion when things are out of control, the one that I feel comfortable telling some of my most intimate secrets to. The other is Kara. Though I have only known Kara for a relatively short time...a little better than 2 years, she has become an awesome friend as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back to the night of the game...Blake and I arrive at the stadium, feeling a bit light headed, actually smashed is a better desciptive of myself. We immediately meet the girls at the Crawford Boxes bar area. Well, of course we are at a bar, that means we must have a beer, or 12 or whatever. The night quickly became a blur for the both of us, meaning Blake and myself, but through it all, we were able to take a few pics. I apologize now that some of these might seem a bit blurry, but the hands holding the camera were not the steadiest at the time. I decided at the game that Blake, regardless if he likes it or not, is going to be hitting more of these games with me in the future. Blake is a 'Straightie', but he is an incredible guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is kind of odd, I do not make good friends quickly...I am VERY guarded, but when I do make a 'friend', it is unsually a straight woman. Can it be the fact that I am getting older that I am now open to making nice with the straight man? Can it be that I am starting to feel the effects of my age? Can it be that I am so afraid that I am going to wake up one day lonely, with no friends around me? As much as I like to pretend that I am not a people person, I know how important it is to myself that I be surrounded by friends...ones that I really care about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115115706706659634?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115115706706659634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115115706706659634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115115706706659634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115115706706659634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/lost-game-4-2-but-hope-remainswell-it.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115099987273755903</id><published>2006-06-22T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T11:19:23.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Kara%20Dean%20Julie%20Blake%20at%20Chez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Kara%20Dean%20Julie%20Blake%20at%20Chez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today is the BIG Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Rocket returns to pitching for the Houston Astros tonight. It is a sellout crowd and standing room only tickets are even gone. I, thanks to a great friend of mine, will be attending the festivities this evening. The first pitch is to be thrown at 7:05...I am hoping for a complete blow out of course! The Houston Astros, for those of you who follow, have not had the BEST year so far, but as soon as the Rocket agreed to return to the pitchers mound, we have done a turn-around for the better. I am hopeful that we will take the Twins by storm this evening, but just knowing he is now in our corner again makes life look a little more exciting for a Native Houstonian like myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It always amuses me how many people become 'Sports Fans' when something like this happens. Houston does not support its teams the way the folks up north do, and that is something that I have often wondered about. I was at a Yankees game a couple of weeks ago in New York, and Yankee Stadium was OUT OF CONTROL with the hooting and hollering of the fan base! The game actually had a rain delay for almost an hour, but the fans stuck it out, getting literally soaked to the bone, until the boys returned to the field. If that were to happen in Houston, we of course would have the roof closed on the stadium, but the fans would start making early exits because of the potential traffic tie-ups due to the rain. Why is that? Why does Houston not support its teams until they finally hit the big time, or until a major event takes place like tonight? Am I a proud sports fan year round? YES I am. But why are so many other Houstonians partial supporters? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115099987273755903?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115099987273755903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115099987273755903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115099987273755903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115099987273755903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-is-big-daythe-rocket-returns-to.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115092321260970024</id><published>2006-06-21T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T13:53:32.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cubs.mlb.com/hou/espanol/images/db_photos/roster/Ausmus,Brad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://cubs.mlb.com/hou/espanol/images/db_photos/roster/Ausmus,Brad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.art.com/images/products/large/10120000/10120687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.art.com/images/products/large/10120000/10120687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.astrosdaily.com/files/gallery/Ausmus_Brad_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.astrosdaily.com/files/gallery/Ausmus_Brad_10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://michaellenington.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/bradausmus-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://michaellenington.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/bradausmus-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comcast.net/data/2005/04/16/bin7749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.comcast.net/data/2005/04/16/bin7749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tell me this is NOT good eye candy and I will call you a total fool!!!!!  Almost as hot as BrettCajun, but not quite!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115092321260970024?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115092321260970024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115092321260970024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115092321260970024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115092321260970024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/tell-me-this-is-not-good-eye-candy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115090334416550838</id><published>2006-06-21T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T13:16:37.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mlb.com/hou/espanol/images/db_photos/roster/Ausmus,Brad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.astrosdaily.com/files/gallery/Ausmus_Brad_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mlb.com/hou/espanol/images/db_photos/roster/Ausmus,Brad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THINGS ARE LOOKING UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(a gay man loving sports...is this an oddity?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is official, I am going to the Astros game tomorrow night! The boys have starteed playing a little better since "The Rocket" decided to come back and pitch for the remainder of the season. We are paying him a disgusting amount of money, but if it improves our game, all will be good. I am planning on going over to the stadium early tomorrow evening so I can watch the guys warmup. Nothing better than watching Brad Ausmus squat for long periods of time!!! That man is HOT, HOT HOT!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that bad boy temper...gotta love that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, it is true. I am a HUGE sports fan; baseball, football, basketball (men and womens), just about anything. It is hard to find other gay men in my circle that like sports the way I do. I guess that is why I have so many straight guy friends. It is really great, I am NOT in the closet by any means, and yet I find myself surrounded by these wonderful, accepting, open-minded straight guys who like doing things together. Of course, I always tell them the only difference between a straight man and a gay man is a simple 6 pack...they all just laugh...but all of us gay guys know how true this really is...haha. I would like to find some gay guys to do the sports thing with...are any of you out there? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115090334416550838?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115090334416550838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115090334416550838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115090334416550838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115090334416550838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/things-are-looking-upa-gay-man-loving.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115082022874626484</id><published>2006-06-20T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T09:17:08.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4840/2006/1600/rainbow%20flag%20sunset.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4840/2006/1600/rainbow%20flag%20sunset.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK Kelly, I have accepted your challenge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115082022874626484?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115082022874626484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115082022874626484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115082022874626484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115082022874626484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/ok-kelly-i-have-accepted-your.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115081560529608442</id><published>2006-06-20T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T12:51:29.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.becomehealthynow.com/left_bar/depression.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.becomehealthynow.com/left_bar/depression.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feeling a Little Blue Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can it be the rain that is making me feel this way? Can it be that a very good friend of mine just suffered an incredible loss? Can it be that I am desperately wanting some changes in my life and am not sure exactly how to make it happen? Or is it that I am just BLUE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling sort of glum for the last several days. I want to do something that will turn this around and force me to start seeing the positives again! What can I do? Will this coming weekends activites make it better? Not sure because I will be spending Saturday with my ex-best friend all day...working on the float and preparations for the Pride Parade that evening. Maybe that is what I am worked up about! We had a severe falling out Easter Sunday and have not really talekd since then. Everyone thinks we will reconcile and all will be good again, but it is NOT going to happen. I found out the hard way that he is a manipulative bastard and cannot be trusted. You will not hear me say that about too many people, but once I get hurt, and hurt like he hurt me, I am forever done with that person. I wonder if I am the only person that feels this way when things take a turn for thr worse?&lt;br /&gt;Am I really just a cold-hearted bitch that discards people like paper in a recycling bin? Those who know me best know the answer...maybe I just need a little reassurance that everything REALLY WILL work out?!?!&lt;br /&gt;One thing I know I can always count on is my buddy &lt;a href="http://www.brettcajun.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brett&lt;/a&gt;.  If I am ever down, one call to him or an IM, and the smile is back.  Thank you &lt;a href="http://www.brettcajun.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brett&lt;/a&gt; for brightening the gloomiest of days in ways that only you can do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115081560529608442?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115081560529608442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115081560529608442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115081560529608442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115081560529608442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/feeling-little-blue-today-can-it-be.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115074508288622526</id><published>2006-06-19T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T12:24:42.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Dog Days of Summer here in Houston Bring a TON of Rain!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a bit of what the city paper has to say about this incredible rain storm we have been experiencing since the wee hours of morning...&lt;br /&gt;Heavy rains prompt flood watch, road closures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By ALLAN TURNER&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2006 Houston Chronicle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violent thunderstorms dumped as much as 10.7 inches of rainfall on the Houston area Monday morning, flooding roadways, swamping a YMCA filled with low-income residents and leaving thousands without electrical power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While a flash flood warning for Harris County expired at noon, the National Weather Service extended a flood warning for Galveston County until 2 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Houston Area Red Cross opened a shelter at Channel View High School and a spokeswoman said the agency possibly will open others.  The city opened a shelter at Denver Harbor Community Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst problems were reported in southeast Houston and western Pasadena. More than 6 inches fell at Hobby Airport in little more than an hour Monday morning near Hobby Airport.  The weather service also estimated that up to 10.7  inches of rain fell in three hours along Sims Bayou in southeast Houston.  Hobby Airport's rainfall totalled more than 9 inches at noon, delaying hundreds of travelers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Southwest ticket counter at Hobby, Bill Wiggins looked around in confusion and then told his traveling companion he didn't know what to do next. There was no word on when or if his flight to Corpus Christi would take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the biggest mess I think I've ever seen,'' he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Southwest employee walked through the crowd with a bullhorn asking people not to get in line unless they knew the status of their flight. "We don't know if we'll have flight crews to work the flights,'' she told travelers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four homes were reported flooding in a neighborhood along Hunting Bayou, across the Houston Ship Channel from Pasadena, said Rusty Cornelius, administrative coordinator for Harris county Emergency Management.   Among flooded area roadways were Texas Highways 255 and 288, Beltway 8, portions of Interstate 10 and the Washburn Tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Strawberry Road in Pasadena, water was headlight deep between Spencer Highway and Pasadena Boulevard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least a dozen motorists were rescued from their cars stranded in high water between Hobby Airport and Pasadena during the morning commute, authorities reported.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harris County Sheriff's Lt. John Martin warned motorists to avoid driving if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you don't have to go anywhere, it's probably a good idea,'' he said. "We're definitely advising people not to drive through any standing water.  You don't know how deep the water is.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While no life-threatening episodes were reported, morning rush hour traffic was maddeningly snarled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among those caught in an endless traffic jam was Worthing High School Principal Robert Dean.  Dean, calling on his cell phone, said he had been "parked'' at Loop 610 and Martin Luther King Boulevard almost three hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily he had a book on school reform, which he was reading to pass time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've got a good book, so I'm getting ahead of the game,'' he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renea Ivy-Sims, a spokeswoman for the Pearland school district, reported that she, too, had trouble getting to work from her northeast Houston home.  She hit high water at two points on Beltway 8.  "I will be working from my home office today,'' she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciro Vasquez said he was transporting a relative to dialysis about 5 a.m. Monday when his truck was swallowed by high water in an underpass at Interstate 10 East and John Ralston Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pair waded to safety through chest-deep water.  Family members later arrived to push the vehicle to high ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Woman's Hospital of Texas delayed some inductions of labor and non-emergency procedures this morning because some physicians and staff couldn't get in to work. But by lunchtime, a spokeswoman said "`we've got everything up and running.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Taub General Hospital reported its staffing was down by 25 percent due to the inability of staff members to get to work because of high water. Although some specialty clinics within Ben Taub had staffing problems, there were no reported delays in medical procedures. Officials urged patients to avoid the hospital emergency center unless they are experiencing a true emergency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrecker driver Arturo Maldonado of SOS Collision and Towing Service reported that he had towed at least 20 vehicles stranded on I-10 East.  "When it's flooding like this,'' he said, "it's a lot busy.  It's my job.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among those Maldonado assisted was his own wife, whose auto had gotten stuck in high water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the city's east side, resident Sylvia Martinez reported water was at least 2 feet in the streets - a depth that approached water during Tropical Storm Allison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late this morning, water still bubbled from manhole covers in the 7100 block of Eastwood on the southeast side.  But the street, covered with chest-deep water just two hours earlier, once again was passable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water at that site drained well, in part, because resident Adela Reyes and her neighbors waded into the water to clear drains blocked by debris.  She and her mother took action after floodwater crept within inches of their front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we hadn't done that, we would have gotten water in the house,'' Reyes said.  Reyes said she was more afraid of snakes than she was of the water's depth.  " took some prayers with me,'' she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the height of today's storm, approximately 18,000 CenterPoint Energy customers were without electrical power.  By midmorning, however, power had been restored to about 9,000, said utility spokeswoman Alicia Dixon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not far from Hobby Airport on the southeast side, as many as 95 low-income residents of the Cassaboom Family YMCA were trapped when at least four feet of water flooded the lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spokeswoman Trazanna Moreno said the water also filled the subbasement, filled with utility equipment, and the basement, which contained a workout room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one was reported injured, she said, and YMCA officials made no immediate plans for evacuation.  At midmorning, the building, on South Loop 610 East near Interstate 45, still had water and electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Texas Medical Center, Robert Stott, a TMC vice president, reported workers were having difficulty reporting for duty because of flooding in their neighborhoods.  No flooding was reported in the hospital district, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Harris Gully, an infamous conduit for floodwater into the area during Tropical Storm Allison, water stood only at two feet.  If it reaches seven feet, Stott said, emergency anti-flooding measures will be implemented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At St. Luke's Episcopal Hospital, staff was put on "Level 2'' alert, a spokeswoman said.  That designation means only that conditions could become hazardous.  A Level 4 alert is needed to designate an emergency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numerous school districts cancelled classes because of rain.  At Houston Independent School District's Barnett Transportation Center, water had risen halfway up vehicle's tires.  District spokesman Terry Abbott said that depth of water would not damage the buses, but officials could not reach the site to make inspections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the morning rains began to subside, METRO reported that patrons should expect transportation delays although most vehicles were running .  METRORail was in operations, although high water at Loop 610 and Fannin made it unable to service the Fannin South Park &amp; Ride location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harris County's district courts were open for business Monday, although several high-profile cases were rescheduled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among those were  probable cause hearings for three suspects accused in a carjacking that lead to a 2-year-old girl's death last week and the capital murder trial of Demetrius Dwayne Smith, who has been accused of fatally shooting his wife and 11-year-old daughter last year in Humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chronicle reporters Jennifer Radcliffe, Dale Lezon. Rad Sallee, Alexis Grant, Rhea Davis, Leigh Hopper and Carol Christian contributed to this report, as well as the Associated Press.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115074508288622526?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115074508288622526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115074508288622526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115074508288622526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115074508288622526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/dog-days-of-summer-here-in-houston.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115047125531956098</id><published>2006-06-16T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:36:11.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/Dean%20and%20Julie%20Kish%27s%20bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/Dean%20and%20Julie%20Kish%27s%20bday.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and one of my very close friends from the bday bash last night.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celebrating a Friends Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to blame last night on something or someone other than myself, so I am going to lay blame on Brett because it was his birthday yesterday.  That MUST be the reason I decided to drink myself into such an increible stupor on a work night!  Even though Brett lives in Louisiana, and I live in Texas, I am sure he instigated it.  &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday also happened to be my bosses birthday, and he wanted a few of us to go out for a little celebration in his honor.  Well, the celebration started at 4pm and lasted until about 1130 last night.  Usually I can hang with the big boys, but it really hit me hard last night for some unknown reason.  By 1130, I was hitting the wall.  Maybe it is because I am getting older myself...hmmmm....something to ponder.  Now the last thing I want is a lot of people to start screaming alocoholic to me or about like they did to my good buddy Brett...I will save you all of that typing time and tell you right now, DO NOT GO THERE WITH ME!!!  I know how to turn it on and turn it off, anytime!  &lt;br /&gt;Even while I am sitting here in the office today with this enormous hangover, I know that it is Friday and I will soon be out of here.  The weatherman says it is going to rain all weekend, which at this point is perfectly fine with me...I can certainly use the rest.  Hope you all have a fabulous weekend doing whatever or whoever you choose to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115047125531956098?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115047125531956098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115047125531956098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115047125531956098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115047125531956098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/me-and-one-of-my-very-close-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-115031220593513818</id><published>2006-06-14T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T13:53:23.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HERE WE GO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here it goes...my first posting...EVER! Brett has been my inspiration to actually do this, and with a little help from his friend Tony, here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;I have thought about doing this for some time, but because I am so private, it never seemed like the best idea for me. I will not be opening up my entire life like some of my friends at first...I am all about baby steps.&lt;br /&gt;I will start by telling everyone out there...even though I work in the IT industry, this blogging thing is relatively complicated for a simple minded, always thinking in terms of black and white kind of guy. I will be doing my best to post at least once a week, and that will probably be a stretch. See, now that I typed all of this, I feel more obligated. Now everyone, cross your fingers and hope that I can make it through all of this new technology!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17592272-115031220593513818?l=deanos69.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/feeds/115031220593513818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17592272&amp;postID=115031220593513818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115031220593513818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17592272/posts/default/115031220593513818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deanos69.blogspot.com/2006/06/here-we-go-well-here-it-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>deanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14528755926919701252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/320/d1.jpg.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17592272.post-114969837972879006</id><published>2006-06-07T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T12:47:41.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/668/1699/1600/d1.jpg.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; 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