<?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-7842228</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:25:04.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>outloudquietly</title><subtitle type='html'>I suppose the title is self-explanatory... this space is for me to talk, think, chat, yell, vent, blah-blah out loud to the world - but do it quietly - anonymously - faceless (or not) maybe the whim will strike and a picture will post - we'll see...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-112840636898165803</id><published>2005-10-03T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T23:12:49.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Man, its all about choices...</title><summary type='text'>So I am reading this book called "Easier Than You Think (because life doesn't have to be so hard)" - its by Richard Carlson, Ph.D... the book is all about the small changes one can make in their life which when added together make huge impacts toward happiness &amp; getting the most out of life. Well, the chapter I read the other night was about *choices*... yes, for you parents out there - this is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/112840636898165803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=112840636898165803' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/112840636898165803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/112840636898165803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2005/10/little-man-its-all-about-choices.html' title='Little Man, its all about choices...'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-112831724624127808</id><published>2005-10-02T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:41:49.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking I need travel more...</title><summary type='text'>Never has it been more apparent than this visual of what a West-Coast girl I am... have always known it, even voiced it... but wow - with all that red against all that white, I feel a bit ashamed. Future goal... I really want to see more of the South and Kentucky... not sure why, exactly - I just want to see Kentucky... and Memphis... and Washington DC. Trip that I will take some day - rent a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/112831724624127808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=112831724624127808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/112831724624127808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/112831724624127808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2005/10/thinking-i-need-travel-more.html' title='Thinking I need travel more...'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-111914227223745924</id><published>2005-06-18T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T01:36:41.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>three things...</title><summary type='text'>Three screen names that you have had: hmm1, hmm2 &amp; hmm3Three things you like about yourself: my sense of humor; my laugh; I think I can be kind.Three things you don't like about yourself: sometimes I shout when I don’t mean to; I procrastinate; I’m becoming irresponsible.Three parts of your heritage: 2/3rds Irish; assume a bit of German as my Nana’s maiden name was Heinz; the rest is good ol’ US </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/111914227223745924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=111914227223745924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/111914227223745924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/111914227223745924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2005/06/three-things.html' title='three things...'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-110430604481948428</id><published>2004-12-28T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T22:32:44.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2004</title><summary type='text'>Wow... so its been over two months since my last post... crazy. I wish I could say that my lack of blogging was due to the fact that I won the lottery and have been traveling the globe - or that I met someone that essentially made time stop - or that I made peace with my inner-demons so that I no longer needed to vent on-line... but alas, none of those things happened. I just didn't have the urge</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/110430604481948428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=110430604481948428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/110430604481948428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/110430604481948428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-2004.html' title='Christmas 2004'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109851575130882969</id><published>2004-10-22T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T01:37:31.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is me, and I approve this message.</title><summary type='text'>So what did I do on my Friday night... rented some videos for the Wee, built a fire and voted!It all started when the video-nazi store was out of Bionicles 2, so instead the Wee went with The Three Little Pigs - we are talkin' old school Disney - but he loves it - actually belly-laughs while watching it! (my use of the word "belly" is ok cause I am referring to a child... for those that don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109851575130882969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109851575130882969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109851575130882969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109851575130882969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/10/this-is-me-and-i-approve-this-message.html' title='This is me, and I approve this message.'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109816985625806518</id><published>2004-10-19T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T08:17:11.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Triplex Blues</title><summary type='text'>... nothing like the"gay 'ol blues"... so nice. Gifted is what I say... as does E. CF plays the part of the "not good" so very well - humble you might even say... but as E describes - he actually has talent. As with all that he does - he excels. What is that like? To be good at everything you try? E is like that as well... as L so eloquently said, "You can f***in play!" Looks like we might have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109816985625806518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109816985625806518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109816985625806518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109816985625806518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/10/triplex-blues.html' title='The Triplex Blues'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109808069514431617</id><published>2004-10-17T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T01:39:33.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Have a Penfolds Shiraz, please...</title><summary type='text'>So tonight I went out with the guy who canceled our original date due to illness... we went to the 'Zana - which was bueno since I love that place. His favorite dinner was also my personal favorite - rotisserie chicken, mashed spuds, sauted green beans &amp; the best darn gravy ever!! "So we had that going for us, which was nice." In all sincerity, from the very beginning it was very comfortable... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109808069514431617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109808069514431617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109808069514431617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109808069514431617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/10/ill-have-penfolds-shiraz-please.html' title='I&apos;ll Have a Penfolds Shiraz, please...'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109781968586255300</id><published>2004-10-14T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T22:54:45.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers that Blog</title><summary type='text'>Ah yes... may I now present to you - Flowers... http://bonjour.snikte.net/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109781968586255300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109781968586255300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109781968586255300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109781968586255300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/10/flowers-that-blog.html' title='Flowers that Blog'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109781824365569357</id><published>2004-10-14T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T01:40:07.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's talk about dating...</title><summary type='text'>... no not me and you, cause we both know that can't happen. I had a date this week - but he canceled cause he got sick - and before we go to the "he blew me off" stage - I do believe that he was truly ill... but the communication since has been "ew" to say the least. I don't like it when I am trying to get to know someone and they keep turning the conversation to the physical. That is what this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109781824365569357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109781824365569357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109781824365569357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109781824365569357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/10/lets-talk-about-dating.html' title='Let&apos;s talk about dating...'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109608970258801243</id><published>2004-09-24T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T22:21:42.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast &amp; the NRA</title><summary type='text'>So I went out on a breakfast date - a blind breakfast date... I had talked with this guy via e-mail a few different times so we decided to meet. He was nice - he chose a breakfast place with some typical PDX character that served Stumptown Coffee (which was bonus points) - so all was looking good. TILL the discussion turned to the ARSENAL of WEAPONRY he feels the need to have... not a few guns - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109608970258801243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109608970258801243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109608970258801243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109608970258801243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/09/breakfast-nra.html' title='Breakfast &amp; the NRA'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109529772763851667</id><published>2004-09-15T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T18:37:54.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update in life...</title><summary type='text'>So last week the Wee started Kindergarten... it went great. He was so brave and sure of himself. I was so proud. He really has taken to it, which makes it super easy on me. My only issue is with the after school program he is in... kids from k-5th are in it - and I am not so impressed by some of the brats who attend. Probably not fair of me to refer to other children as brats - but seriously a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109529772763851667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109529772763851667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109529772763851667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109529772763851667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/09/update-in-life.html' title='Update in life...'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109487686106810336</id><published>2004-09-10T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T21:27:41.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spreadin' the Luv</title><summary type='text'>For a good time click http://ericseverson.blogspot.com/ - welcome to the blog of the Northwest Comedy competition winner of 2004... enjoy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109487686106810336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109487686106810336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109487686106810336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109487686106810336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/09/spreadin-luv.html' title='Spreadin&apos; the Luv'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109384563418512913</id><published>2004-08-29T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T23:06:08.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast From Past</title><summary type='text'>Had a decent weekend... bridal shower for D was fun - she has nice friends, I definately had to be the one introducing myself first or I would have speant the time mingling with the dog - but no big deal. Highlight of weekend was running into my old friend T at the shower Saturday night - I was hoping she would be there. T and I worked together at a sports store in the local mall in High School -</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109384563418512913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109384563418512913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109384563418512913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109384563418512913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/08/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast From Past'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109367067887770877</id><published>2004-08-27T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T18:54:07.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Still My Brain...need to sleep</title><summary type='text'>Figure I would log on to dump some thoughts in the hopes that I can sleep soon... need to sleep.... here is another local Portland boy doing good - he is Geoff Byrd and I do enjoy his tunes. Saw/heard him for the first time when he jumped on stage for another local favs final song (I was at the CD release show for Justin Hopkins - song was a cover of Marvin's Sexual Healing) and Geoff was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109367067887770877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109367067887770877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109367067887770877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109367067887770877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/08/be-still-my-brainneed-to-sleep.html' title='Be Still My Brain...need to sleep'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109358339243081059</id><published>2004-08-26T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T22:09:52.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Tunes...</title><summary type='text'>Good tunes... all three of her albums are on here... Salty Blues is a good one on Touch Down.  As is Anyway on Unbelievabley Unbroken.  http://www.stephanieschneiderman.com/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109358339243081059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109358339243081059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109358339243081059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109358339243081059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/08/good-tunes.html' title='Good Tunes...'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109358112160466155</id><published>2004-08-26T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T21:53:57.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dante be Damned!</title><summary type='text'>So I took this test just now... damn that Dante - what the hell does he know anyway?!  The test banished me the Second Level of Hell... please take it and let me know whether I will have any company in the second level.  We lustful creatures need to stick together after all... cause apparently I am all about fulfilling my own desires.  Good to know about myself.Here is the description of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109358112160466155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109358112160466155' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109358112160466155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109358112160466155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/08/dante-be-damned.html' title='Dante be Damned!'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109355758996861110</id><published>2004-08-26T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T22:44:37.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddys that Blog</title><summary type='text'>Here is my friend K... threekays.typepad.com/threekays ...she &amp; I are currently in a training class (love the trainers - seriously, I'm listening). Thought I would share her blogging prowess with all of you... enjoy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109355758996861110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109355758996861110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109355758996861110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109355758996861110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/08/buddys-that-blog.html' title='Buddys that Blog'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109350872990162327</id><published>2004-08-26T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T08:54:54.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw short &amp; sweet</title><summary type='text'>Seriously... its just not me. I'm more the long winded blah-blah-blah story teller. You know the one who tells you everything from what the person was wearing to how they were sitting, etc. Even though NONE of these things has anything to do with their tale. I know my issues - and bottom line - I own them. I'm ok with these things about myself. Maybe that is what this entry will be about - the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109350872990162327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109350872990162327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109350872990162327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109350872990162327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/08/screw-short-sweet.html' title='Screw short &amp; sweet'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109342035146080933</id><published>2004-08-25T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T18:51:48.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9-13-04</title><summary type='text'>So insomnia apparently has decided to visit me... just finished watching a new Nip/Tuck - like that show alot. Not sure why I can't sleep - maybe something to do with the next few weeks... kind of have some minor-to-major happenings coming up... in order of events (not major or minor ranking)1) Labor Day weekend 4-day/3-night trip to Vegas for one of my best friends' bach'ette party. Looking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109342035146080933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109342035146080933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109342035146080933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109342035146080933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/08/9-13-04.html' title='9-13-04'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109341648195604501</id><published>2004-08-24T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T23:51:00.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Raft (1 of 2)</title><summary type='text'>From Left to Right... me, R, S, L, D &amp; D on the Deschutes. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109341648195604501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109341648195604501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109341648195604501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109341648195604501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-raft-1-of-2.html' title='My Raft (1 of 2)'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109341577307635759</id><published>2004-08-24T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T23:58:30.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The group after we came off the river (me on far right) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109341577307635759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109341577307635759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109341577307635759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109341577307635759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/08/group-after-we-came-off-river-me-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109340647452205578</id><published>2004-08-24T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T18:48:11.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short &amp; Sweet</title><summary type='text'>Here is a short &amp; sweet entry for all those attention-deficit suffering folks (you know who you are)... Went on my annual Chicks Rafting weekend this past Thursday-Sunday... great time - weather was fab first two days - then on the last night the heavens opened up with a downpour - not the best way to finish off - but still a good time. Pretty sure I'm capping it at 12 girls next year - the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109340647452205578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109340647452205578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109340647452205578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109340647452205578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/08/short-sweet.html' title='Short &amp; Sweet'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109185672873157184</id><published>2004-08-06T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T22:35:37.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me Snowboarding 12/03 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109185672873157184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109185672873157184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109185672873157184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109185672873157184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/08/me-snowboarding-1203.html' title=''/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109184473049532273</id><published>2004-08-06T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T19:12:10.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family - love 'em</title><summary type='text'>So here is the deal... I LOVE MY FAMILY.  For real, I do... I truly have no idea what my life would be like if I didn't have the relationship &amp; connection that I have with my family.  I can even get myself to tear up just thinking about what it would be like if I didn't have them as a constant part of my life.  HOWEVER - I truly don't think anyone can piss me off or frustrate me like my family </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109184473049532273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109184473049532273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109184473049532273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109184473049532273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/08/family-love-em.html' title='Family - love &apos;em'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7842228.post-109151731223487064</id><published>2004-08-02T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T00:15:12.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing my blog-virginity</title><summary type='text'>Yes... this is it.  With every letter that I type I am losing my blog-virginity.  Its quite painless actually - which is nice.  I suppose I should describe the point behind this blog - but I am not willing to really place a definition of intent on this spot... I fear if I do I am limiting my future efforts.  I suppose that is why I'm calling it "outloudquietly"... thought for today:  I need to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/feeds/109151731223487064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7842228&amp;postID=109151731223487064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109151731223487064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7842228/posts/default/109151731223487064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outloudquietly.blogspot.com/2004/08/losing-my-blog-virginity.html' title='Losing my blog-virginity'/><author><name>Brat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16242783185483867006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
