<?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-32527929</id><updated>2012-01-19T03:46:58.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Billyunaire</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-5694232608216883674</id><published>2008-09-11T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:34:57.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ski-Ba-Bop-Ba-Dop-Bop</title><content type='html'>Rachel and I went to The Antique Sandwich Co the other day for open mic night. Our neighbors are really good friends with someone that was performing there and it sounded like it would be a good time, live music and antique sandwiches, how could it not? The place was pretty full when we got there we managed to find a spot to sit next to our friends but kind of ended up sitting by ourselves. We ordered sandwiches and a drink and prepared to be musically inspired. There was quite the line up that night, something like 20 people back to back performing and when they read off the names I realized that Alina was like 4th up. I wasn't prepared for what I would see next. The Scatman was introduced, I thought what and interesting name I wonder what he's all about. He got on stage with an American flag and continued to try to lay on him correctly but he kept twitching and moving around in his chair so it kept falling off of him. He grabbed the mic and I don't think I caught one single word he said for his opening or his lyrics, it was hilarious. I was laughing to myself when I realized that nobody else was laughing, then I felt Rachel's hand on my back and when I looked at her she was crackin up. I caught a glimpse of my friends Chad and Jordan and they were laughing as well, but that's it... everybody else was quite. I decided that I needed to take some pictures of this so that I could blog about it and show you all this guy. Alina performed a couple people after that and while I was listening to Alina I realized that the Scatman was pulling out his video recorder and started taking video of Alina! I got pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scatman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMlfhFwL9bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XXU9lo6OaVE/s1600-h/scat+starting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244828263134262706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMlfhFwL9bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XXU9lo6OaVE/s320/scat+starting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scatman - close up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMlgmIV7H7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/3K-L5rajBS8/s1600-h/scat+man+close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244829449240387506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMlgmIV7H7I/AAAAAAAAAF0/3K-L5rajBS8/s320/scat+man+close+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alina jammin out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMlfhtIfBjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/agWg0TpG4HY/s1600-h/alina+jammin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244828273705158194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMlfhtIfBjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/agWg0TpG4HY/s320/alina+jammin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alina Jammin out - close up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMliBzkwX5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/wa5cfunjOOQ/s1600-h/alina+jammin+close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244831024213417874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMliBzkwX5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/wa5cfunjOOQ/s320/alina+jammin+close+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scatman taking video of Alina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMlfhzynZBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Wt1tG0IhMrk/s1600-h/scat+video.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244828275492480018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMlfhzynZBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Wt1tG0IhMrk/s320/scat+video.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/32527929-5694232608216883674?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/5694232608216883674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=5694232608216883674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/5694232608216883674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/5694232608216883674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2008/09/ski-ba-bop-ba-dop-bop.html' title='Ski-Ba-Bop-Ba-Dop-Bop'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMlfhFwL9bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XXU9lo6OaVE/s72-c/scat+starting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-2900012982042507636</id><published>2008-09-05T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:56:40.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slurpies and Park</title><content type='html'>The other day I was talking to a neighbor-friend of mine and he was drinking a Slurpee from 7 Eleven and I was able to get a taste of it's greatness. As my taste buds exploded with joy I thought to myself, I need to get more of this goodness in me! I told Rachel that we were gonna get Slurpee's and go to the park. After heading up the street to 7 Eleven and creating a concoction of frothy goodness that your taste buds would leap out of your mouth for we took a journey over to Bradley Lake Park. We found some parking and good spot to drink our Slurpee's and eat our hot dogs. Soon we realized that we were cold and packed up our stuff and headed out. We made a brief stop by the swings and I got some great pics of Rachel on the "toddler swing" (We were told by a 4 year old on the regular swings that she was on the toddler swing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slurpee + Swing = Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMFxlMxEdqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/R9F-bWiRMWg/s1600-h/IMG_0873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242596325132105378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMFxlMxEdqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/R9F-bWiRMWg/s320/IMG_0873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost shoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMFxlfZfEPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BVO05yl4SAw/s1600-h/IMG_0874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242596330133459186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMFxlfZfEPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BVO05yl4SAw/s320/IMG_0874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Eleven Slurpee model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMFxlNvl-DI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dFG1Ebkp9cw/s1600-h/park+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242596325394348082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMFxlNvl-DI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dFG1Ebkp9cw/s320/park+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMFxk-uZ3KI/AAAAAAAAAEs/9l0BDPJizM8/s1600-h/park+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-2900012982042507636?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/2900012982042507636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=2900012982042507636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/2900012982042507636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/2900012982042507636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2008/09/slurpies-and-park.html' title='Slurpies and Park'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SMFxlMxEdqI/AAAAAAAAAE8/R9F-bWiRMWg/s72-c/IMG_0873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-8217519570989930059</id><published>2008-09-02T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:42:15.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend with DMB</title><content type='html'>Hey all, Rachel and I went to go see Dave Matthew's play at the Gorge this weekend and it was incredible! I took some shots on the way out there on my iphone and 1 while we were there. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel - chillin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2H6O-d3yI/AAAAAAAAADo/bSPtEP3mxbU/s1600-h/IMG_0856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241494975851388706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2H6O-d3yI/AAAAAAAAADo/bSPtEP3mxbU/s320/IMG_0856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy - Chillin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2H6TuMUrI/AAAAAAAAADw/l0hmGdTMeSo/s1600-h/IMG_0854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241494977125307058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2H6TuMUrI/AAAAAAAAADw/l0hmGdTMeSo/s320/IMG_0854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet weather shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2H6bkp9SI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0sApMNs9wIU/s1600-h/IMG_0852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241494979232789794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2H6bkp9SI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0sApMNs9wIU/s320/IMG_0852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2GyxcVOYI/AAAAAAAAADI/zLug9SE0OKE/s1600-h/IMG_0857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241493748152875394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2GyxcVOYI/AAAAAAAAADI/zLug9SE0OKE/s320/IMG_0857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2GzRWLboI/AAAAAAAAADQ/G5TRUN0hI3Y/s1600-h/IMG_0858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241493756717002370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2GzRWLboI/AAAAAAAAADQ/G5TRUN0hI3Y/s320/IMG_0858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2Gz8EHq3I/AAAAAAAAADY/Oxi9k1ju_08/s1600-h/IMG_0859.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thug face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2G0A6ur3I/AAAAAAAAADg/7cVumLKGkaA/s1600-h/IMG_0860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241493769486774130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2G0A6ur3I/AAAAAAAAADg/7cVumLKGkaA/s320/IMG_0860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Matthew's Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2GykGIbmI/AAAAAAAAADA/f2Qs5uUZMgU/s1600-h/IMG_0864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241493744570101346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2GykGIbmI/AAAAAAAAADA/f2Qs5uUZMgU/s320/IMG_0864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a great time hangin out with friends and listening to awesome music. We were able to stay with some friends of ours that have some property out in eastern Washington so we stayed the night Friday night and then came back on Saturday. Of course our weekend didn't end until Monday night - Labor Day weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-8217519570989930059?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/8217519570989930059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=8217519570989930059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/8217519570989930059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/8217519570989930059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-with-dmb.html' title='Weekend with DMB'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2H6O-d3yI/AAAAAAAAADo/bSPtEP3mxbU/s72-c/IMG_0856.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-5912533719004415434</id><published>2008-08-18T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:28:25.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive Person</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man I love summer time. It's funny that in Washington we spend 8-9 months in the dark and rain with most people complaining about the weather only to get to summer where people then complain about the heat. I've figured something out. People complain. I don't want to be known as the guy who always has something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;negative&lt;/span&gt; to say or is always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;criticizing&lt;/span&gt;. I'd rather be known as the positive guy who is always encouraging. I've found something else out. It's a choice to be positive or to be negative. I've recently found myself being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;negative&lt;/span&gt; in some areas of my life and when I realized this I decided to stop. Not that I don't have it in the back of my head still but I know that if I don't turn those thoughts into words, I won't give those negative thoughts oxygen to breath. I can choose to think and speak differently about the situations in my life. I can choose to be a positive person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-5912533719004415434?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/5912533719004415434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=5912533719004415434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/5912533719004415434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/5912533719004415434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2008/08/positive-person.html' title='Positive Person'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-4599908140712039372</id><published>2008-02-20T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T16:21:33.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SunButter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My awesome wife Rachel is allergic to Peanuts - like deathly allregic. This is an issue because to me if you can't put ranch dressing on it you can put peanut butter on it, I love it! I realized when we started dating that I had to give up the peanut butter goodness that I loved so much becuase if I ever happen to have some peanut residue in my mouth and I kiss Rachel, she could... well... die. We were at the store on Saturday and I thought to myself, they've gotta make something that Rachel can eat that doesn't have peanuts in it but is like peanut butter and viola, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sunbutter.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SunButter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; came into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R7y7btmvr4I/AAAAAAAAACs/5c0pGbNH9tU/s1600-h/sunbutter.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169212557087453058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R7y7btmvr4I/AAAAAAAAACs/5c0pGbNH9tU/s320/sunbutter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine when you eat a peanut... then when you eat peanut butter, there's that creamy sticky goodness in the peanut butter. So now think about eating a sunflower seed... then think about it in a creamy &amp;amp; sticky texture - that's SunButter. I made a SunButter and jelly sandwich the night I bought it and I was impressed, it's actually pretty good. I'm excited to see what else I can make with it. Currently they have 6 flavors, so I think I'll get the creamy next time instead of the Honey Crunch. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can color your very own SunBuddy &lt;a href="http://www.sunbutter.com/colorbook/sb1.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's my SunBuddy, doesn't he have an awesome quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R7zAVtmvr5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/lhgMR-WLmLQ/s1600-h/sunbuddy.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169217951566376850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R7zAVtmvr5I/AAAAAAAAAC0/lhgMR-WLmLQ/s320/sunbuddy.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm thinking about buying the SunBuddy t-shirt from the &lt;a href="http://www.sunbutter.com/products.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for Rachel. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-4599908140712039372?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/4599908140712039372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=4599908140712039372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/4599908140712039372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/4599908140712039372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2008/02/sunbutter.html' title='SunButter!'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R7y7btmvr4I/AAAAAAAAACs/5c0pGbNH9tU/s72-c/sunbutter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-1002860317810638106</id><published>2008-01-11T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T10:27:12.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Shirts @ Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So the dress code changed at my work on January 1st where instead of dressing business dress and occasionally business casual we are now allowed to dress casual. I don't mean we can now wear shorts and flip flops but we can wear t-shirts, jeans and tennis shoes every day. It's awesome. It's funny because I don't see to many people actually wearing t-shirts... I think that I may be the only one, do I care? NOPE! The dress code says I can, so I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I kinda fell like Jennifer Aniston's character in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0151804/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Office Space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; where she had a minimum amount of flare that she had to have on her vest at work. Because she had the minimum her boss was like... so I see you have the minimum... what does that say about you? She's like, "so you want me to wear more flare?" The dude can't say she has to wear more all he does is uses the suck up that has 50 million pieces on as an example of him expressing himself. It's awesome... if you haven't seen that movie you need to, it's a great depiction of what cubicle life is like if you've never worked in a cubicle environment. My point is... I feel like I'm supposed to still be dressing nice, like business casual, but I'm not gonna. I'm dressing casual because the dress code says I can. So yeeeaaaa... about those TPS reports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R4ezqd9Q5DI/AAAAAAAAACc/lPAXcuBUr7g/s1600-h/flare.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154285840726287410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R4ezqd9Q5DI/AAAAAAAAACc/lPAXcuBUr7g/s320/flare.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-1002860317810638106?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/1002860317810638106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=1002860317810638106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/1002860317810638106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/1002860317810638106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2008/01/t-shirts-work.html' title='T-Shirts @ Work'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R4ezqd9Q5DI/AAAAAAAAACc/lPAXcuBUr7g/s72-c/flare.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-4001131915927447085</id><published>2008-01-04T14:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T14:57:48.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Dick's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dicks Drive in.. that is. Check out their &lt;a href="http://ddir.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R3651N9Q5CI/AAAAAAAAACU/iTQ3xfne9Ho/s1600-h/376393192_e351122c6b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151759347689251874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R3651N9Q5CI/AAAAAAAAACU/iTQ3xfne9Ho/s320/376393192_e351122c6b_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seriously, I friggin love this place. I wish they would put one closer to where I live. I don't really like driving all the way to Seattle to get 2 Dick's Deluxe's, some fries and a shake. They have 5 locations in Seattle and one in Spokane.. yep I know you're thinking what I'm thinking... Let's go to Spokane, eat at Dick's and then rob the place... seriously... Spokane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R363oN9Q5BI/AAAAAAAAACM/DU65p75kNvs/s1600-h/21139825_62513acd78_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-4001131915927447085?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/4001131915927447085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=4001131915927447085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/4001131915927447085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/4001131915927447085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-love-dicks.html' title='I Love Dick&apos;s'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R3651N9Q5CI/AAAAAAAAACU/iTQ3xfne9Ho/s72-c/376393192_e351122c6b_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-4460259063314419418</id><published>2008-01-04T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T14:33:31.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Hero... A Guitar Hero.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So on New Years Eve I played guitar hero and fell in love with it! I had heard about it here and there but thought really nothing of it but when I went to a friends house for New Years and peeps were playing I had to give it a shot.. I didn't put it down for hours. I woke up on New Years Day with a mission. Buy Guitar Hero. After spending about 2 hours going from store to store only to find out that it was sold out everywhere Rachel thought that it would be a good idea to call our local Fred Meyer and guess what? They had it. They were sold out of Guitar Hero 3 so we ended up getting the Guitar Hero 2 bundle (guitar and game). I didn't stop rockin until midnight, it was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R36yxd9Q5AI/AAAAAAAAACE/IQYxiA8cNyg/s1600-h/Guitar+Hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151751586683347970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R36yxd9Q5AI/AAAAAAAAACE/IQYxiA8cNyg/s320/Guitar+Hero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; birthday is coming up on Tuesday and I'm hoping that I can get Guitar Hero 3. I feel like a child again, asking for games for my birthday and spending my Christmas money on them haha.. If I get the bundle for Guitar Hero 3 then I'll have 2 guitars, then I can battle people and play 2 player mode...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-4460259063314419418?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/4460259063314419418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=4460259063314419418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/4460259063314419418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/4460259063314419418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-hero-guitar-hero.html' title='I&apos;m a Hero... A Guitar Hero.'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R36yxd9Q5AI/AAAAAAAAACE/IQYxiA8cNyg/s72-c/Guitar+Hero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-8954839425697608299</id><published>2007-12-19T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T09:53:03.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10" of freshie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You guys.. I was in powder up to my knees yesterday. It was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I took the day off of work yesterday to hit Crystal Mt. At the beginning of the season I attended a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skinet.com/skinet/warrenmiller/0,27203,,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Warren Miller film&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in Tacoma and got a bunch of free stuff, one of those being a free lift ticket to Crystal on a Tuesday. The lame thing was that there was only 6 Tuesday that it could be used, 3 in December and 3 in I think March. The past 2 Tuesdays Crystal has hardly had any snow so I've put off going until the last one available in December and thank God I did. I checked the snow report on Monday night and there was 33" at the base but when I checked Tuesday morning it was at 43"! It was beautiful. Besides that fact that it snowed all day while we were up there, the visibility wasn't to good at times and there were 55mph gusts of wind at the very top of the mountain blowing snow in your face like daggers the day was awesome! I went off a ton of jumped and landed more than I didn't land which is a sign that I'm getting better and for the first time I landed a jump with a grab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm back to work today and wishing that I had about 6 more hours of sleep, my body is beat and all I can think about it getting back up there. I can't wait for the day that I don't have to wake up in the morning and go to a job. When I can wake up, look at the snow report, see that there's new snow and decide that it would be a good day to go to the mountain. I don't think that day is to far away, and I'm siked! (now that's a word I've never spelled out before) Our business is grown steadily and financial Independence is closer than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On another note. I wanted to let you all know that I like the way that Ibuprofen tastes. I don't eat it or anything but if you've taken it before I'm sure you can remember the taste that it leaves in your mount after you swallow it. I just took this hurkin 800mg Ibuprofen to get rid of some of this pain I'm feeling from getting up yesterday at the mountain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-8954839425697608299?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/8954839425697608299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=8954839425697608299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/8954839425697608299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/8954839425697608299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2007/12/10-of-freshie.html' title='10&quot; of freshie'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-6704437360928333142</id><published>2007-12-14T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T12:27:29.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll Shoot Your Eye Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If didn't already know.. when I was in 5th grade I was shot in the eye with a bb gun by my brother. We had a genius idea to have a bb gun war and shoot each other. Well, I got shot in the eye. Thankfully the bb didn't go into my eye and cause me to lose my eye, but it didn't injure me and blurred my vision in my right eye. If you look at my right eye you can see a little black spot in it and it's pretty cool, it's a good conversation starter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there.. now that we have that out of the way, I was browsing around the world wide web today and saw an add for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drugstore.com/templates/browse/default.asp?catid=130506&amp;amp;aid=333840&amp;amp;aparam=59JLB7sBj1c-W5r_2byjTg.TjIlEifrciQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;marshmallow shooter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; I thought to myself - now wouldn't it suck to have had my eye shot out by a marshmallow shooter? I wonder how many marshmallow shooters will be under or are already under Christmas trees right now and how many marshmallow related injuries will follow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look closely you can see the little marshmallows in the chamber. It holds 25 Marshmallows for non-stop fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R2Llh99Q49I/AAAAAAAAABs/CEyxbXrJZe8/s1600-h/marshmallow+shooters.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143926096140493778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R2Llh99Q49I/AAAAAAAAABs/CEyxbXrJZe8/s400/marshmallow+shooters.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R2Lk0N9Q47I/AAAAAAAAABc/VHLJiEdheMQ/s1600-h/marshmallow+shooters.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So apparently these marshmallow realated toys are quite a big deal. They're actually trying to cover the world in marshmallows. I like the Bow &amp;amp; Mallow - how creative!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R2Lmtd9Q4_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/PgvTeX8na4I/s1600-h/take+over+the+world.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143927393220617202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R2Lmtd9Q4_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/PgvTeX8na4I/s320/take+over+the+world.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-6704437360928333142?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/6704437360928333142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=6704437360928333142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/6704437360928333142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/6704437360928333142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2007/12/youll-shoot-your-eye-out.html' title='You&apos;ll Shoot Your Eye Out!'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/R2Llh99Q49I/AAAAAAAAABs/CEyxbXrJZe8/s72-c/marshmallow+shooters.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-8161434813785379868</id><published>2007-09-07T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T10:37:13.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Deep Burn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been working out this week in the mornings at 5:30. It's feels good, I usually get to work and think to myself, dang.. I've already done a lot this morning. I've had the hardest time getting consistent with working out in the past, it seems like everytime I would get on a rythm something would happen that would cause me to get off. I had a shoulder injury in the winter that has been the biggest deterant, I got all sick for a while and then had like 2 migranes a week, then I ended up with a crazy work schedule for the past few months. I've &lt;strong&gt;made the decision&lt;/strong&gt; though that I'm not gonna let anything get in the way of me this time. My shoulder isn't feeling good these days and I probably &lt;strong&gt;should go see a doctor&lt;/strong&gt; but I just don't want to deal with it right now. I'm determined to get fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-8161434813785379868?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/8161434813785379868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=8161434813785379868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/8161434813785379868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/8161434813785379868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-deep-burn.html' title='It&apos;s a Deep Burn...'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-6628946332572521856</id><published>2007-08-20T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T13:43:20.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding a Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So i did it... Overcame the awkwardness of holding babies. Well maybe not all babies, maybe just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kaydence&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I actually had a great time with her, and find myself thinking about how awesome she is, and how I want to hang out with her again. We're pretty much best friends now. I got some really great pictures of her and I, I'll be sure to post them on here as soon as I get them. It's so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; that some day she'll be all grown up and I'll be able to tell her "I remember bouncing you on my leg."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-6628946332572521856?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/6628946332572521856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=6628946332572521856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/6628946332572521856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/6628946332572521856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2007/08/holding-baby.html' title='Holding a Baby'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-492831087390962977</id><published>2007-08-17T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T16:01:42.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miniature Humans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So my sister Alicia had a baby girl a few months ago. She was living in North Carolina when she had her so I've never had the opportunity to meet the little thing. Her and her husband just moved to California about 3 weeks ago and she just so happens to be visiting in Washington for a couple of weeks. Tomorrow, I'm gonna be hanging out with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not gonna lie you to you... &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Babies kinda &lt;strong&gt;freak&lt;/strong&gt; me out&lt;/span&gt;. there's something about them being all small and fragile. They cry if you look at them wrong, they'll barf on you &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;drool&lt;/span&gt; on you if they so desire. They just do what they want. It's just kinda weird. I think the thing that wierds me out the most is hold a baby. I've never really known exactly how to do it... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; a friend of mine has done the "old baby hand off" to me I'm left there with this wiggling little creature all paranoid that something crazy is about to happen. This is what goes on in my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh here we go again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yep I'm hold a baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is awkward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Am I holding it right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;This has got to be uncomfortable for this thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;uncomfortable&lt;/span&gt; for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;What if I drop it? Yikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm weirded out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;What if someone sees me all weirded out about holding this thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;What if someone sees me all weirded out about holding this thing and then I &lt;strong&gt;drop&lt;/strong&gt; it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright this seems to be working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just hanging out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and the baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;We're like friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why is the baby starting to cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why won't this baby stop cring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Will someone please take this baby away from me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So.. I'm gonna have to get over this whole babies are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; thing one day so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;decide&lt;/span&gt; that tomorrow will be the day. I will learn how to hold a baby and be comfortable doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/RsYm6ArjDsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yxdNWNwNxaw/s1600-h/army_baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099806406100586178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/RsYm6ArjDsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yxdNWNwNxaw/s200/army_baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-492831087390962977?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/492831087390962977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=492831087390962977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/492831087390962977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/492831087390962977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2007/08/miniature-humans.html' title='Miniature Humans'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/RsYm6ArjDsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yxdNWNwNxaw/s72-c/army_baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-3315779519570217196</id><published>2007-08-16T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T16:47:52.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I reciently have &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; desired to know more about the Bible and to be able to effectivly share my faith in Jesus Christ. I did a search for online Bible college's to just see if there are any online classes offered and if there are how much would they cost. I ended up coming across &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ameschristian.org/html/about_us.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ames Christian University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; read about them and d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ecided that I would join their online school. They offer free online self paced classes and if you desire to get a BBS or a BA you can. Their program is increadible, you have the ability to take the free online classes or pay $20 per class, of the sames classes, and they will be accredited. There are a total of 22 different classes equalling 87 credits toward the 120 credits needed for a Bachelors in Biblical Studies. Upon completion of the free classes I will be given a certificate of completion and if I choose to at any time I can pay for the $20 fee for each of the 22 classes and earn 87 credits towards a degree. I don't intend on ever getting a degree, I was just looking for a way to get some great inexpensive education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am currently on chapter 5 of my first class, Old Testament Survey, and am learning a lot. I'm really excited about growing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-3315779519570217196?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/3315779519570217196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=3315779519570217196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/3315779519570217196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/3315779519570217196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School?'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-4480770345552393430</id><published>2007-08-13T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T15:00:13.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Head Pains</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been waking up in the morning with a dull headache and if I don't do anything about it right away I end up with a full blown migraine headache. Yuck. This has been happening for about 5 weeks now. The crazy thing is that it's been happening every Monday and then maybe 1 more time during the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's consider a couple of possible reasons for these headaches:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1.) Is it because I got glasses and my eyes aren't used to the correction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.) Is it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; my body doesn't want me to work anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's examine these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I was in 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade my brother Mark and I has a BB Gun war and I ended up getting shot in the eye. Yea.. you know the proverbial, "you'll shoot your eye out!" Well I am part of the reason that that saying is still around. My eye... got shot out. Well kinda, I still have my eye but my vision is all messed up. In 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade I ended up getting glasses. I wore them all day but when I got home from school that day my head was pounding so hard that I was crying.. needless to say, I didn't really wear those glasses anymore. Throughout the next 9 years I ended up getting a couple more pairs of glasses but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;, never really wore them. 2 Months ago, I got the great idea that I should get glasses again. How could instantly improved vision not be at the top of my list (thank you Brain Regan)? I ended up with a really cool pair but now I'm getting migraines again! I'm in a hard spot, should I try to figure out if I can keep wearing the glasses and try to figure out a way to heal the migraines, or do I toss the glasses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This most likely isn't the reason why I am experiencing migraines but I thought that I should list at least one other reason why I might be getting them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-4480770345552393430?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/4480770345552393430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=4480770345552393430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/4480770345552393430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/4480770345552393430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2007/08/head-pains.html' title='Head Pains'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-3404458255395456329</id><published>2007-08-08T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T11:15:41.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aliens?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guys, I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;researching &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Area_51"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Area 51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today and guess what I found out? The closest city to Area 51 is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rachel,_Nevada"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Rachel, NV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! Check this out, Rachel is located on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Extraterrestrial&lt;/span&gt; Highway!&lt;/strong&gt; Do you know what this means? I hope you have drawn the connectino already - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY WIFE RACHEL... IS FREAKIN ALIEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have yet to have the opportunity to interview her but I know once I do, I'm gonna learn some stuff. And when I do... I will know more about aliens then you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nuff&lt;/span&gt; said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-3404458255395456329?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/3404458255395456329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=3404458255395456329' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/3404458255395456329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/3404458255395456329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2007/08/aliens.html' title='Aliens?'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-3696586710813389290</id><published>2007-08-04T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T09:31:20.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not where I want to be, but thank God I'm not where I used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-3696586710813389290?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/3696586710813389290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=3696586710813389290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/3696586710813389290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/3696586710813389290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2007/08/time-flys.html' title='Time Flys'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-2563481885841197262</id><published>2007-04-03T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T11:09:07.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Website Issues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ever since billyunaire.com stoped linking here I haven't posted anything.. it's been lame, lot's has happened and I haven't wrote about any of it. A friend from work started to host this blog when it started so that I didn't just have to do a domain transfer.. when you looked at the URL it said billyunaire.com about 4 months ago I got a text message from him and it said that I will have to go back into godaddy.com and change my settings so that I can forward the address to here, I went in and tried to do it but I ended up messing some stuff up so I did nothing. Today I was on google and saw that I was signed in and said to myself... I should post something. So here we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-2563481885841197262?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/2563481885841197262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=2563481885841197262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/2563481885841197262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/2563481885841197262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2007/04/website-issues.html' title='Website Issues'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-116648803049059019</id><published>2006-12-18T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T16:52:51.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you fighting for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm fighting for the person who never got the chance to be cool, the person who has a great heart and wants to do something great with their life, the one who knows that they were created for something great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for the person that doesn't really believe in themself, the one that has their head down, half smiling as you walk by not knowing if you will smile back. The person who is holding onto hope, believing that someday they will be somebody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for the person who is looking for sombody worth following. Who is sick and tired and being lied to. The person who hates where their life is going and is looking for a way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for the disabled people who never had a chance to walk or talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for the champion that's looking for a race to run, the one who is looking for an opportunity to get rid of the lid, the person that wants to get paid for the work they do and not for the level that they're at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for the single mom or dad, who wants to create a better life for their child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for the soldiers that put their life on the line for my security and my freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for the mom and dad that want to leave a legacy. They want to have their children start life on their shoulders, they want to break the line of mediocrity in their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for the person that grew up well with morals and great character, have been given a inheritance from their family but want to create there own success, the person who doesn't want to live in the shadow of what their parents did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for the person who feel's like they've done so much wrong in their life and want to make a change, the person who want's to believe that they are better than their past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for the people in my life that belived in me when I didn't belive in myself, the people who have offered a hand down when I was reaching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for my wife. The most amazing person in the world. A woman who could have had any man she wanted but choose me. A woman who loves the Lord with all her heart. A woman of integrity and character. She deserves the best and I will give her the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting for Jesus Christ who died on a cross for my salvation. Everything I am and everything I will ever be is because of Him. He saved me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-116648803049059019?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/116648803049059019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=116648803049059019' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116648803049059019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116648803049059019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-are-you-fighting-for.html' title='What are you fighting for?'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-116605074452354381</id><published>2006-12-13T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T09:34:19.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's the most wonderful time of the year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-116605074452354381?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/116605074452354381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=116605074452354381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116605074452354381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116605074452354381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/12/holiday-season.html' title='Holiday Season'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-116414275400537616</id><published>2006-11-21T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T09:34:41.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trips.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Canceled the snowboarding trips that Rachel and I were going to take... It really sucks but I knew that it was the best thing to do. We have a lot of responsibilities right now and taking the time and the money to go on 2 snowboarding trips was just not a good idea. I really am bummed out about it, I was looking forward to going but I know that in the future we will be able to go on trips whenever and wherever we want. I plan to still do something special for Rachel I just don't know what yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Life is good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-116414275400537616?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/116414275400537616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=116414275400537616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116414275400537616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116414275400537616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/11/trips.html' title='Trips.'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-116294572406133343</id><published>2006-11-07T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T16:55:39.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Decisions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I realize that everyday is just another day to make great decisions. I know what kind of life I want to live and what kind of legacy I want to leave behind, and I am willing to do whatever it takes to make it happen. Does it have to do with how much money I will have in the bank? Nope, it has to do with how much money I will be able to give away to causes bigger than me. Does it have to do with how many people I can impress? Nope, it has to do with how good and faithfull I am as a servant of Jesus Christ. Simply put, I want to spend my life giving to others what they cannot give to themselves. I want to be everthing that Rachel deserves in a husband and more. I want to be an incredible father who passes on his values his children... I want them to start life on my shoulders, doing more then I ever could. I want to share a business with people world wide that symbolizes the greatness of the human spirit, that stands for God, family and freedom, that stands for all the things that I believe in. Most important, I want to make my God in heaven proud of me. I want him to look down from heaven at me and know that when it comes down to it I will walk the valleys and climb the mountains, I will fight the battles, I will do the things that are aren't cool, that I will be everything He wants me to be. I will be standing when the smoke clears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the freedom that you have when you allow Jesus Christ to free you from your sin? If not I encourage you to accept Jesus Christ into your heart, accept the fact that he died on the cross for your salvation and experience a joy that you have never felt before. Talk about great decisions... This is the greatest one you will ever make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-116294572406133343?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/116294572406133343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=116294572406133343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116294572406133343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116294572406133343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/11/great-decisions.html' title='Great Decisions...'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-116284188322543275</id><published>2006-11-06T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T09:36:18.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whistler in Januray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guess who's planning a trip to Whistler in January? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh shaz you guys.. here's the scoop as of now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have been on 2 trips to Canada with the company called &lt;a href="http://www.destinationsnow.com/"&gt;Destination Snow&lt;/a&gt; based in Canada. Both times have been incredible! I was thinking to myself the other how I would love to go again this year and I would love to have a ton of friends come along so I called up the company and checked to see if I could put an event together. Turns out that in late Januray Destination Snow was already having a trip to Whistler leaving from Tacoma!!!!! All I have to do is tell more people about it... no hassels on garenteeing them a number of people or nothin, all I get to do is what I love to do best! PROMOTE! so check it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We will be departing from Tacom on Friday, January 19th and returning on Sunday Januray 21st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We ride up and back on these rad motor coaches watching movies &amp;amp; playing games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We stay 2 nights at &lt;a href="http://www.coastwhistlerhotel.com/"&gt;The Coast Whistler Hotel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We get a 2 day lift ticket to &lt;a href="http://www.whistlerblackcomb.com/index.htm"&gt;Whistler/Blackcomb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cost... $300.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everybody needs to come and everybody needs to bring somebody with them!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/w3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/th_w3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/w2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/th_w2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/w1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/th_w1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-116284188322543275?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/116284188322543275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=116284188322543275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116284188322543275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116284188322543275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/11/whistler-in-januray.html' title='Whistler in Januray!'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-116223787292373358</id><published>2006-10-30T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T09:38:27.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phones...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I traded my T-Mobile MDA the other day for a Sidekick 3. I really really enjoyed the MDA and all of it's jazzy features but I missed the Sidekick's userfriendlyness, e-mail, &amp;amp; IM. I am sad that it is a little beat up and I'm trying to find a way to fix the dings in it by buying some replacement parts or something... all is well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;old phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/oldphone.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/th_oldphone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;new phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/newphone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-116223787292373358?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/116223787292373358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=116223787292373358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116223787292373358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116223787292373358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/10/phones.html' title='Phones...'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-116129379264963159</id><published>2006-10-19T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T09:38:54.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spending time learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is so much to learn about so many things... I origionally just wrote a blog about the differnent religions that I have reciently been studying but I realized that it was going to be to long so I deleted it. So in an attempt to let you know what religions/beliefs I have started to study I have provided a simple list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Catholosism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Calvinism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Scientology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Evoluntionism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-116129379264963159?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/116129379264963159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=116129379264963159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116129379264963159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116129379264963159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/10/spending-time-learning.html' title='Spending time learning'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-116041870172675802</id><published>2006-10-09T11:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T09:39:13.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.E.D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life changing weekend ya'll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-116041870172675802?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/116041870172675802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=116041870172675802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116041870172675802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/116041870172675802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/10/fed_09.html' title='F.E.D.'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-115930264349588252</id><published>2006-09-26T13:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T09:39:39.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Business/Resort Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well here I am at the Couer d'Alene Resort, what a beautiful place. I will be sure to post some pictures. Although I am here of State Farm business there is still a good amount of time that I will have to myself... most of that time I am thinking how I wish Rachel would be here with me. I have the opportunity to enduldge in quite the cusine while I am here. I don't have the time right now but at the end of my stay here I will be sure to write about the food that I have been able to eat and the experiences that I have had. As of now I bid you farewell until a later date and time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-115930264349588252?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/115930264349588252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=115930264349588252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115930264349588252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115930264349588252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/09/businessresort-life_26.html' title='Business/Resort Life'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-115879217755441797</id><published>2006-09-20T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T09:40:11.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gibberish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What's goin on?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I leave for Couer d'Alene on Monday morning for a State Farm event that I am supprting.. It just so happens to be that it is not the most convienient week for me to be gone. Both of my main business mentors are doing invite only meetings that I was invited to and becuase I am out of town I won't be able to make it. Bummer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blogging&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On a totally different note, I am thinking about changing from Blogger to Wordpress, they offer many more options. I created an account with them but haven't made the change yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What up with the trip?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't talked much with Robin about the cruise that she got Rachel and I. I know that she said that we can go anywhere, anytime but it looks like there has been some problems with December and the cruise line that Rachel and I selected. I know that it will all work out and I just realized today that that means that we are only 3 months away from the cruise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;How's that camera?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As you know we bought a camera and the story goes like this. We recieved it on a Saturaday and started taking pictures right away.. right off the bat we noticed that the quality of the photos it was taking was very weak. We continued to take pictures and realized that this camera also eats batteries, we took like 50 pics and the batteries were dead... lame. We made a decision to return the camera. I went the website on Sunday the day after we got it and the camera had gone down $40 in price! What's that all about? Then I went the website on Mondy and the camera wasn't anywhere to be found. I researched the return policy and found that there is a 10% restocking fee if we returned the camera which isn't much.. I just didn't want to pay that. I contacted the company they said that as long as we purchase another camera they wouldn't charge us the fee. I've been looking at other camera again, and getting more into the reviews, I think I may go with the &lt;a href="http://www.buydig.com/shop/product.aspx?sku=FJFPF30#productIncludes"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fuji Finepix F30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; We'll see what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-115879217755441797?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/115879217755441797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=115879217755441797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115879217755441797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115879217755441797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/09/gibberish.html' title='Gibberish'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-115800279774193289</id><published>2006-09-11T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T09:42:26.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Billyunaire Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So... I've decided that someday, I don't know when, I will write a book. What will it be named you ask? &lt;u&gt;The Billyunaire Way&lt;/u&gt;. What will it be about? Honestly, I don't know. I am open to feedback though so please, provide me with some suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about this about 2 weeks ago... I was at my desk here at work and I said out loud, "I'm going to write a book one day" and Krystal, my co-worker, siad and you can name it &lt;u&gt;The Billyunaire Way&lt;/u&gt;. Brilliant! I loved it and ever since have had a sticky note on my monitor that has that title on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Suggestions please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-115800279774193289?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/115800279774193289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=115800279774193289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115800279774193289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115800279774193289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/09/billyunaire-way.html' title='The Billyunaire Way'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-115749041201071392</id><published>2006-09-05T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T14:06:52.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted Goodness..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really have a hard time wasting food.. that may account for my overweightedness (points for making up a word!). Today... I woke up late and had to rush out the door, while scrambling to get ready I realized that my clock was 20 mins fast due to our recient power outage. Even with a 20 minute difference I was still running later than my normal schedule. I realized that I needed to grab some lunch so what other than some tasty instant oatmeal! I got to my car and found out that my starter who waged war with me about a year ago gave up!!! I was so excited!! I had finally won the battle I killed my starter! After realizing the consequences of not having a starter I had to drive to work in the beater (there really isn't a better name for it, but Rachel and I still love it as though it was our own). That was my morning. Now back to food... After eating my wonderous lunch of Cup-a-noodle and blueberry's and cream instant oatmeal I was informed of some pizza that was up for grabs without even thinking I had polished off 3 pieces. Now after eating the pizza I thought (tip: think before you eat) Did I really need to eat that pizza? Nope.. I sure didn't but I did. There was actually 2 pieces left when I left the room that the pizza was in and I really wanted to take those with me. As I sat down at my desk I realized that I didn't really even want to eat pizza but I had to because #1 It was free, #2 It was free, #3 I didn't want someone else to have it, #4 I didn't want it to go to waste. This is really sad. I'm full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-115749041201071392?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/115749041201071392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=115749041201071392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115749041201071392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115749041201071392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/09/wasted-goodness.html' title='Wasted Goodness..'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-115705047329851691</id><published>2006-08-31T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T09:29:26.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What up B?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoa been a while since I've wrote anything on here. I've been busy with work and business and haven't had the chance to talk about nonsense for awhile.. bummer huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Updates?&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.. Working out has been great I've been able to make it in the gym every Monday, Wednesday &amp;amp; Friday at 5:30am to get my swim on, it's feels great! Now waking up in the morning doesn't feel great but being healthy sure does.. and with Rachel waking up with me it's a breeze, mornings at our place are rediculous.. filled with sleep deprived humor on my side and Rachel's just natually funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another thing that has been on my mind of course.. is that cruise. Oh man.. I've been talking with Robyn (The rad friend that's hooking Rach and I up with a free cruise) everyday trying to see if the cruise in December is going to work out.. pray that it does. Also, Robyn just offered us the opportunity to go to Whistler in February for free! Turns out she is planning to go up there with her boyfriend and asked if Rachel and I would like to come along. I love snowboarding at Whistler! As you know.. I'll keep you posted.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/8400586_31dd56b6ce_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/46995390_4427732325_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;An answer to your prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been looking at cameras and plan to be purchasing one in September.. you know what that means.. MORE PICTURES!&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/32527929-115705047329851691?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/115705047329851691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=115705047329851691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115705047329851691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115705047329851691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-up-b.html' title='What up B?'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-115644296410141800</id><published>2006-08-24T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T11:09:24.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Chiro?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wake up some mornings with some pretty bad lower back pain and it really sucks. I injured by back when I was a Junior and then again when I was working for the City of Federal Way. Turns out that there isn't anything that any doctors can do. I spent a few months visiting a Chiropractor and it REALLY helped, I don't think I ever didn't believe in them but if I ever had a doubt, that was taken away after visiting Dr. Steve Wilson in Dupont they guy was fantastic! It has been months since I have been to the Chiropractor and I've been starting to experience some pain in my lower back again (the reason why I am at home right now and not at work). I know that I am having the pain because I have not been doing the stretches that he asked me to do nor have I paid attention to my back when I am lifting things... no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Plan&lt;br /&gt;After working out from now on I will spend 10 minutes stretching my lower back. I really don't want to do this but I know if I don't I will continue to be in pain and let alone end up being 50 and flippin crippled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bid you good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-115644296410141800?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/115644296410141800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=115644296410141800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115644296410141800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115644296410141800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-to-chiro.html' title='Back to the Chiro?'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-115637044640451915</id><published>2006-08-23T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T11:12:05.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Aboard!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Oh man.. I can't get my mind off of the cruise that Rachel and I are going to be taking in December. I constantly go to the Caribbean in my imagination, although I have never been there I have seen many pictures and I look at them all the time. Allow me to share them with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;San Juan, Puerto Rico&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/3179_SANJUTALL_R11_CP1_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charlotte Amalie, U.S. Virgin Islands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/3289_MAGENS_R11_CP1_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;St. John's, Antigua and Barbuda (Antigua)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/11729_ANTIGUBARBUDAN_R11_CP1_s.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Castries, St. Lucia (St. Lucia)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/168_STLUTHE_R11_CP1_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bridgetown, Barbados&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/554_BARBADWEST_R11_CP1_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&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/32527929-115637044640451915?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/115637044640451915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=115637044640451915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115637044640451915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115637044640451915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/08/all-aboard.html' title='All Aboard!'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-115627873179458379</id><published>2006-08-22T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T15:09:59.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chlorine eyeballs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I started the workout "regime" if you will... I decided that I will be in the pool at the YMCA for sure every Monday, Wednesday and Friday morning. I have my friend Forrest coming with me so that I can stay accountable and also so that he will strech my limits.. he's good at doing that. I remember a time when I almost barfed after a hardcore shoulder workout... oh man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is Rachel coming with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachel came with me to the gym on Monday and as Forrest and I swam laps she hopped on the elliptical. As I stated in my &lt;a href="http://billyunaire.com/2006/08/understand-this.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Understand this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; post, It is so much easier for me to get up when she gets up with me so I hope that she continues to get up with me in the mornings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got any rad pics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nope. I really need to get a camera other than my phone.. I saw an awesome sunset last night in Tacoma and when I took a picture with my phone it did an injustice to the beauty of the sunset so I decided to banish the photo from my phone forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-115627873179458379?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/115627873179458379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=115627873179458379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115627873179458379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115627873179458379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/08/chlorine-eyeballs.html' title='Chlorine eyeballs.'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-115620040909601023</id><published>2006-08-21T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T15:28:31.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I take notes off of cd's also.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Below are some notes that I took while listening to Battles &amp;amp; Victories by Brian Houston, Pastor of Hillsong Church in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 34:19 - Many are the afflictions of the righteous BUT the lord delivers him out of them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1.) How have you been speaking?&lt;br /&gt;David says, "I will bless the Lord at all times, his praise shall be continually in my mouth" this was a commitment even in the face of his struggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;James 3:8 - The tongue is an unruly poison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Devil wants to frame your words. He wants you to speak negative.You can speak what's going on in the inside, but that will never help anything. Chose to speak life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2.) How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Don't accept or embrace how you feel.Psalm 34:2 - My soul shall make it's boast in the Lord, the humble shall hear it and be glad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We can so easily live out of the way we feel and never challenge it. Challenge the way you feel, chose to feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;David started to challenge the attack on his soul, "my soul shall magnify the Lord" Make God huge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When you magnify God you push aside the defeat of your own world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Psalm 139:14 - I am fearfully and wonderfully made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Psalm 13:2 - David says everyday I have this sadness in my heart. Do you ask sometimes how long do I have to keep encouraging myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3.) How do you look?&lt;br /&gt;Where are you looking, if you look in at yourself you get miserable and introspective, if you look around you start seeing the unfairness, you look at the life you have and the life that others have and you get envious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Psalm 73 - For I was envious when I looked at the prosperity of the wicked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;When you look to God you will be radiant.look at Him, show him your best smile. (message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't where your negative emotions on your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4.) How's your appetite?&lt;br /&gt;Are you still hungry for God and the things of God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Disappointments can affect your appetite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Psalm 34:8 - Oh taste and see that the Lord is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you want to see the goodness of God we have to keep the taste of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Bible says taste and then see. Don’t wait for the good to come before you taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;5.) How's your spirts?&lt;br /&gt;Good, bad, broken?The Bible says a broken spirit is like a city without walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Psalm 34:18 - The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;A Crushed spirit is like having a city without walls, anything can come in and go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-115620040909601023?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/115620040909601023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=115620040909601023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115620040909601023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115620040909601023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/08/yes-i-take-notes-off-of-cds-also.html' title='Yes, I take notes off of cd&apos;s also.'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-115583543748611250</id><published>2006-08-17T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T15:11:49.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheg it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10,000+ square feet 8 months and under budget... crazyness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/BradHouse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Wolgamott Estate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/BradHouse2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A look at the house from one of the fire pits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b376/billymobley/BillyRachel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and my red hot smokin wife spending time with the best of the best.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&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/32527929-115583543748611250?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/115583543748611250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=115583543748611250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115583543748611250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115583543748611250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/08/cheg-it.html' title='Cheg it...'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-115574899096773820</id><published>2006-08-16T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T15:14:17.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I seriously have a hard time getting out of bed in the morning.. I set my alarm for 5:30 so that I would have enough time to get up and hit the gym. When my alarm went off I was like oh hells no! I rolled over and cuddled up close with Rachel and fell back asleep. I was hoping to only have hit the snooze button once but then all of a sudden it was 6:45 and I had to get up to go to work. Rachel got up and went to the restroom... it is so much easier for me to get up when she gets up also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatcha eatin?&lt;br /&gt;I had a meal replacement bar for breakfast and plan to have one again for lunch! yum! I have some left over jumbalyia (sp?) OH MAN!!! I just realized that I have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in my drawer, Dylan hooked it up yesterday! Oh man this is going to be awesome, I think that it has been like almost a year since I've had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished the PBJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;That was glorious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-115574899096773820?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/115574899096773820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=115574899096773820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115574899096773820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115574899096773820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/08/waking-up.html' title='Waking up'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-115566046136294449</id><published>2006-08-15T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T15:16:25.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Understand This...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I made a decision to eat good food from now on.. I went to Burger King last night and had one of the best burgers ever but I woke up this morning feeling like crap! I took a look in the mirror and realized that I've added to many pounds and it is time to do something about it. I thought that investing money in expensive suppliments then I would feel negligent to not go and work out but it turns out that that is not the case. I need to set a goal, so I will. I decided that I will be in the shape that I have ever been by December (the month that I am planning on taking Rachel on the cruise that Robyn bought us) I can't imagine being on a cruise ship around a bunch of other people trying to get a tan and just being all fat.. gross! So I will be working out in the mornings from now on.. Monday-Friday I'll be in the gym from 6am - 7am, swimming for 30 mins and lifting for 30 mins. I need to put up affirmations and pictures so that I stay on task. With all this said, I'm sure that I will be talking about this more for the next couple of months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will take pictures of now and I will then take pictures in December.. MAN that's a good idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-115566046136294449?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/115566046136294449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=115566046136294449' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115566046136294449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115566046136294449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/08/understand-this.html' title='Understand This...'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-115532165239270765</id><published>2006-08-11T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T15:16:57.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pile of Blog..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;So I was thinking this morning.. should I use this for more than just a great way to share my wonderful food stories? (crap.. I forgot to take a picture of the tiny piece of cake that I just ate oh man you guys this cake was wonderful, strawberry cake with stawberry cheescake frosting). I also just realized that I am going to have a problem with posting pictures from here at work.. you see I can't plug my phone into my computer.. something about how my phone and all of its radness is to rad for my computer. I don't want to have to take pictures here at work and what not and then have to spend valuable time at home posting them and junk when I can do all that here at work on my breaks. There must be a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Seriously though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;This blog thang is going to be pretty cool.. I got Dylan hookin me up this weekend I had to give him all of my passwords and junk so that he can do his thing, I sure hope he doesn't go through my profile and turn me into a 59 year old waitress from Quebec looking for a good time. I may be pretty cool though, it could be like my second identity it's going to be the talk of the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Brad Wolgamott?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope that everyone who reads this blog gets to someday have the opportunity to meet &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolgamott.wwdb.biz"&gt;Brad&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Rachel and I are going over to his house tonight with a group of only 18 people for a business coaching session. Will there be food? Oh yea.. when we booked this he said that he'll hook it up with some steaks and some burgers. turns out that he will be out there doing some coaching for his little league babeball team &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nwshockers.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Northwest Shockers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; from 5pm-7pm tonight and after that he is going to be meeting with us. Rachel and I are going to be heading up there early, hopefully getting there around like 5 so that we can watch him coach his team and hang out. I will be sure to gather pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-115532165239270765?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/115532165239270765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=115532165239270765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115532165239270765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115532165239270765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/08/pile-of-blog.html' title='Pile of Blog..'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32527929.post-115524500231784710</id><published>2006-08-10T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T15:20:08.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So here we are... I'm starting a blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh man... I realized that I now have a space to write all of my thoughts and that sort of junk.. I know that I could have used my myspace to do this but it just isn't the same. This all started today when Tim told me that it would be a great idea if I was to create a blog about all of the meals that I eat, that I should take pictures of my meals post them and write about them and stuff. I thought to myself.. self.. that is a good idea. So I went out on a quest to purchase a domain and create a website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So what's the problem son? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I came to the realization that I won't be able to just buy a domain and then create a website.. turns out there is a lot that goes on, on the backend. Not that I didn't really know that but I didn't know that it was going to cost more per month to host a site and all of that jazz. Dylan.. my homie here at work said that he's gonna help a brotha out, I guess he knows how make it happen. Shake and Bake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where will this go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have no clue man.. I'm just in it for the ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am I asking to many questions? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your favorite color? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hhhhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32527929-115524500231784710?l=billyunaire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/feeds/115524500231784710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32527929&amp;postID=115524500231784710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115524500231784710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32527929/posts/default/115524500231784710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billyunaire.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-here-we-are-im-starting-blog.html' title='So here we are... I&apos;m starting a blog.'/><author><name>Billy Mobley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18043330082138488791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZyBhhuGyLr4/SL2PC8Bn0pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rI9pbp97UWk/S220/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
