<?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-7742311018300593955</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:33:22.972-08:00</updated><category term='Work'/><category term='Riding'/><category term='Bikes'/><category term='Fall'/><title type='text'>rerooted</title><subtitle type='html'>Informing insights to the opinions and happenings of Nate.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-3707641281359998921</id><published>2009-11-02T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:21:20.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bikes'/><title type='text'>My favorite time of day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/Su-CAuZptMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/LlY4RupdlJ8/s1600-h/IMG00077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/Su-CAuZptMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/LlY4RupdlJ8/s320/IMG00077.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399677427207746754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is my bike. I love it. I ride it everyday to work. I absolutely love riding this thing. My wife Ashley got it for me for my birthday! It was manufactured in May of '81. It sat in a man's garage for over 25 years untouched. It's in pristine condition and quite the beauty I do say so myself. I'm glad that it's finally getting the life it deserved, just a couple generations late. Everyday I grab my jacket, my iPod shuffle, and my H&amp;amp;M backpack and trek off to work. It's about a 10 minute ride, give or take. It's my favorite time of day. Me, my music, and the sunrise, or sunset. It's quite beautiful. Riding my bike to work is a great way to start the morning, and take a little edge off. How do you start your day?&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/7742311018300593955-3707641281359998921?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/3707641281359998921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=3707641281359998921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/3707641281359998921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/3707641281359998921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-favorite-time-of-day.html' title='My favorite time of day.'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/Su-CAuZptMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/LlY4RupdlJ8/s72-c/IMG00077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-9122960899032568276</id><published>2009-07-28T16:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T16:44:42.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home...</title><content type='html'>Let&amp;#39;s just say, I&amp;#39;m ready for change. I&amp;#39;m ready for familiar faces. I&amp;#39;m ready for late night conversations. I&amp;#39;m ready to shiver in the cold of January. I&amp;#39;m ready for rain. I&amp;#39;m ready for family. I&amp;#39;m ready for friendship reacquaintances. I&amp;#39;m ready for home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-9122960899032568276?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/9122960899032568276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=9122960899032568276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/9122960899032568276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/9122960899032568276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2009/07/home.html' title='Home...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-3238092667231667864</id><published>2009-05-14T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:09:21.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Test!</title><content type='html'>Testing out mobile Blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-3238092667231667864?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/3238092667231667864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=3238092667231667864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/3238092667231667864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/3238092667231667864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2009/05/test.html' title='Test!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-1974169363687208569</id><published>2009-05-14T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:57:25.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weddings are so fun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SgzL4cSYD2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/50eNKCjkh9c/s1600-h/CIMG5824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SgzL4cSYD2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/50eNKCjkh9c/s320/CIMG5824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335863829053575010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Derek and Kellye's awesome totally fun wedding last weekend. I got married last summer and didn't really get to experience all of the fun. I want all of my friends to get married asap so we can party it up. Anyway I'm going to start blogging more, I promise! Now that I have my blackberry it's easy to do a quick post and add a picture too. I really like traveling and meeting new friends and seeing my old friends as well. I miss my friends so much. I wish we all lived in a big apartment complex and had cookouts every evening down by the pool. Anyway, congrats Derek and Kellye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-1974169363687208569?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/1974169363687208569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=1974169363687208569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/1974169363687208569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/1974169363687208569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2009/05/weddings-are-so-fun.html' title='weddings are so fun...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SgzL4cSYD2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/50eNKCjkh9c/s72-c/CIMG5824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-1313160558708251681</id><published>2009-03-12T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:50:05.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick It...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/Sbl0T2YUmsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/WE52Asv1wZU/s1600-h/452641721_c1ee570448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/Sbl0T2YUmsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/WE52Asv1wZU/s320/452641721_c1ee570448.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312405119824075458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/Sbl0T2rgdGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BzV66sgoYBE/s1600-h/16884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/Sbl0T2rgdGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BzV66sgoYBE/s320/16884.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312405119904543842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/Sbl0Tt563vI/AAAAAAAAAHs/vbfBYPbXfVQ/s1600-h/stickers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/Sbl0Tt563vI/AAAAAAAAAHs/vbfBYPbXfVQ/s320/stickers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312405117549076210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to get into making sticker art for some time. It's a little different then most street art. It's not like graffiti or tagging. It's just a little sticker or a big sticker of something you've drawn, colored, or painted. Most people have probably seen them just haven't paid much attention to them. My neighborhood and the town I live in now has a few. I've come up with a few ideas and have drawn them out a couple of times as well. You should try it it's pretty fun, and your local neighborhood can be your canvas for creativity. Heres a few examples of some sticker art that I happen to like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-1313160558708251681?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/1313160558708251681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=1313160558708251681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/1313160558708251681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/1313160558708251681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2009/03/stick-it.html' title='Stick It...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/Sbl0T2YUmsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/WE52Asv1wZU/s72-c/452641721_c1ee570448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-4025656924770994231</id><published>2009-02-19T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:54:22.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back...</title><content type='html'>So it's been three months since I've blogged. A lot has happened since then so I'll fill you in on how me and Ash are. After Thanksgiving we were issued certified letters to file our back taxes. Good thing they were only local taxes to Lancaster, Pa and were only for like 50 dollars. I graduated CFNI (technically). We moved 10 miles south of the city to Cedar Hill, TX a small suburb were we both work, also were Buddy and Chelle and some of our friends live. I'm working full-time at the Home Depot in the Windows and Doors department. Ashley is still assistant managing Justice ( a tween store). We had an awesome New Years party and a pretty fun Super Bowl bash. Did I mention the Steelers won the Super Bowl, and it was pretty awesome. We didn't have the internet at the new apartment for quite some time. Now we do. Also we have free cable and we have been getting are John and Kate plus 8 on like crazy. Pretty much were just taking it one day at a time and loving it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-4025656924770994231?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/4025656924770994231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=4025656924770994231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/4025656924770994231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/4025656924770994231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-3463820850649526565</id><published>2008-11-27T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:08:43.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SS7F6cyF4hI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fLbXImABtKk/s1600-h/n745625528_3809393_5601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SS7F6cyF4hI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fLbXImABtKk/s400/n745625528_3809393_5601.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273369821646807570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Thanksgiving day 2008. I'm in Dallas, TX. I'm married. I'm very thankful for what God has done for me this year. Ok Ok, so I'm going to be making some green bean casserole in a few minutes and I'm going to be taking it to Buddy and Chelle's soon with my wife. Bryan, your not the only one who had an idea to post a previous Thanksgiving Day post, you just beat me to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is from Xanga on Wednesday, November 16, 2005. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm here at the church and the video is done. thanksgiving is tonight... well catalyst thanksgiving anyway, and i was just down in the kitchen and the smell of turkeys cooking brought back a memory. you guys ever have that happen? well i remembered every year spending the night before thanksgiving at my grandparents house. me and my grandpa would get up at like five and start cooking. i always did stuffing. we would cook and cook, and watch some of the parades on t.v. then family started showing up. my parents were usually first because we lived the closest. then my aunts and uncles would come. one year we actually cooked a turkey we raised but thats another story. my grandpa would say the prayer, and the usual thing on thanksgiving of going around and everyone saying what there thankful for. once we finished praying we ate (kids go first of course). there's nothing like your family all displaced over the house with the harmonic sounds of football as our family's background music of choice. once we were full enough to undo our pants buckles we would just relax. and time would come to wrap up all the leftovers, and head home. but even sometimes i would stay at my grandparents for some black friday shopping. thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays but it ends so quickly. the day after thanksgiving it's completetley forgotten, and christmas mania sets in. so i'm asking everyone just to take some time this year and remember all those great thanksgivings that were and are still yet to come with whomever they're with. i'm thankful for all of you guys, my great friends. i hope everyone has a great thanksgiving this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-3463820850649526565?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/3463820850649526565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=3463820850649526565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/3463820850649526565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/3463820850649526565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SS7F6cyF4hI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fLbXImABtKk/s72-c/n745625528_3809393_5601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-6816902545769391249</id><published>2008-11-03T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T05:09:04.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Civic Duties...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SQ73mXnBStI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hP43HSDagh0/s1600-h/vote-button.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SQ73mXnBStI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hP43HSDagh0/s400/vote-button.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264417252987456210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget. As you probably won't, but tomorrow is the day. Make it count.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-6816902545769391249?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/6816902545769391249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=6816902545769391249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/6816902545769391249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/6816902545769391249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/11/civic-duties.html' title='Civic Duties...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SQ73mXnBStI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hP43HSDagh0/s72-c/vote-button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-2396809989671064519</id><published>2008-10-10T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T14:25:40.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the President talks to God...</title><content type='html'>I usually don't talk about political issues on this blog or try to put out an agenda for anything. Today I'm going to talk about something very personal to me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's July 26th 2008. It's the day I get married. But I'm not there. Nor is my wife, Ashley, matter of fact there is no wedding. She's on vacation with some friends visiting New York. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually what could have happened. There are a lot of choices to make in life. There are literally thousands of choices one can make in a single day. When it comes down to it the choices we make not only effect ourselves but those around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fall of 1986, a 23 year old woman has gotten pregnant. This isn't her first pregnancy, it's actually her third in six years. My mom was faced with a choice that she had made before. The past two times she had been pregnant her mother had presented her with a choice. A way out if she wanted. Being young and having the support of her sisters and mother at the time, she had decided it was best to end the pregnancy. Now a few years later she was faced with the same dilemma. My father was a dead beat and a drug addict, and she herself had her own problems, but somehow, by Gods grace, she felt lead to have this child. And doing so she subsequently ended up getting her life together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is painfully truthful. And it still haunts my family to this day. I just wanted to bring a sense of reality when it comes to the issue of being pro-choice or pro-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know abortion is always a hot topic during an election year. Obama, is "pro-choice" who wants to try to decrease the number of abortions. McCain, is a "pro-life" candidate who says he will appoint conservative judges to the Supreme Court. Let's be honest both plans won't work to the fullest. I believe we need to look at changing a woman's heart then changing the law to be effective. The only way to do this is the Christ's love. When voting in November please pray and ask God that his will be done in this election and to vote how you feel you feel lead. I believe that life does begin at conception and we are called by God. What the enemy has planned for evil, God can use for good. I hope that my life can be an example of God's amazing grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-2396809989671064519?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/2396809989671064519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=2396809989671064519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/2396809989671064519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/2396809989671064519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-usually-dont-talk-to-about-really.html' title='When the President talks to God...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-3267652363245999932</id><published>2008-10-02T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T20:46:03.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Pretend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SOWVckHDkjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yHtQQxDJYRU/s1600-h/mgmt-oracular-spectacular3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SOWVckHDkjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yHtQQxDJYRU/s400/mgmt-oracular-spectacular3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252768858359697970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you haven't heard of the band MGMT I highly recommend it. They can bend electro synth and trip hop so well. Yeah it's true. My friend James at work is leaving. Isn't it kind of sad when a co-worker leaves. You spend so much time with them (usually 40hrs a week) and it's like losing a friend. I've worked with James for about a year and half. He was my first real friend at The Home Depot here in Texas. We really don't have much in common, but we get a long real well. Also if you have yet to get registered for the upcoming election you should. I'm still completely not sure which chad I'm going to dimple, but I do know that my right will be exercised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-3267652363245999932?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/3267652363245999932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=3267652363245999932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/3267652363245999932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/3267652363245999932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-to-pretend.html' title='Time to Pretend...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SOWVckHDkjI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yHtQQxDJYRU/s72-c/mgmt-oracular-spectacular3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-9052893737547202032</id><published>2008-09-23T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T07:56:17.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's out!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SNkDigrjIkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0m-4JSu42iM/s1600-h/g1-pdf-pics1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SNkDigrjIkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0m-4JSu42iM/s320/g1-pdf-pics1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249230732100051522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new android based "google phone" has finally been announced! I'm an avid fan of google and t-mobile. Finally something to compete with apple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-9052893737547202032?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/9052893737547202032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=9052893737547202032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/9052893737547202032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/9052893737547202032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-out.html' title='It&apos;s out!!!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SNkDigrjIkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0m-4JSu42iM/s72-c/g1-pdf-pics1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-949072893934508574</id><published>2008-09-19T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:30:09.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Do-Nuts!!</title><content type='html'>My school is located in a very disadvantaged area of the city of Dalas. There is a donut shop down the street that me and some friends go to every day during our break between classes. It's tucked neatly into a strip mall, right between the ACE Cash Express, and the Hispanic Tax place. We started going there last year just a few of us, and through us spreading the word, there are about 25 kids a day going to this donut shop; sometimes the line will actually go out the door. The middle aged Asian couple who own the shop have been so grateful for all of us who help keep their business going, that they have decided to make us all tuna salad sandwich's for lunch after our breakfast donuts, for free!! So if you have you have a local shop you frequent daily, make sure to tell some friends, and you may have yourself a free tuna salad sandwich with some friends some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-949072893934508574?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/949072893934508574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=949072893934508574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/949072893934508574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/949072893934508574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/09/going-do-nuts.html' title='Going Do-Nuts!!'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-7335603980703205489</id><published>2008-09-18T16:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:27:49.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it wrong...</title><content type='html'>Is it wrong to blog at work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-7335603980703205489?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/7335603980703205489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=7335603980703205489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/7335603980703205489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/7335603980703205489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/09/is-it-wrong.html' title='Is it wrong...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-6312440603256625160</id><published>2008-09-10T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:13:16.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring it on Ike...</title><content type='html'>So when Hurricane Gustav was headed towards the gulf, some people thought it might hit Texas so I asked a co-worker, who is about 65 and has lived in Dallas his whole life, if there has ever been a Hurricane or Tropical storm to hit the DFW area? He looked at me and said "Are you nuts? Never. We're too far inland for that." Looks like Dallas might get a little wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SMiavZbeWnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GQnJHEOOFYU/s1600-h/at200809_5day.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SMiavZbeWnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GQnJHEOOFYU/s320/at200809_5day.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244611905143593586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-6312440603256625160?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/6312440603256625160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=6312440603256625160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/6312440603256625160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/6312440603256625160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/09/bring-it-on-ike.html' title='Bring it on Ike...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SMiavZbeWnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GQnJHEOOFYU/s72-c/at200809_5day.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-8703705544839696066</id><published>2008-09-06T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:21:50.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Back...</title><content type='html'>Ok. Actual first blog post in a while. So me and my wife are back in Texas. We've been married for about one month and a week. Marriage is fun. I've got the most beautiful and amazing woman in the world with me for the rest of my life, what else can I ask for. Anyway. I had a really good summer. Sorry for those that read this, I haven't blogged in quite some time. I'm horrible at this. It's an exciting time. An election is happening, CFNI is coming to an end for me, and my wife and I are enjoying are first few months together. Hopefully these few events will lead to some much more fun subjects to talk about. It's good to be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-8703705544839696066?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/8703705544839696066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=8703705544839696066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/8703705544839696066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/8703705544839696066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-back.html' title='Back to Back...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-423054606264911941</id><published>2008-08-20T20:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:53:56.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging...</title><content type='html'>I really need to blog more. My life has gotten much more interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-423054606264911941?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/423054606264911941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=423054606264911941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/423054606264911941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/423054606264911941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogging.html' title='Blogging...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-7533928833829998305</id><published>2008-07-25T22:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T22:03:45.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin' Hitched...</title><content type='html'>"And the two shall become one flesh." I'm getting married in 14hrs. to the most amazing woman in the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-7533928833829998305?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/7533928833829998305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=7533928833829998305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/7533928833829998305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/7533928833829998305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/07/gettin-hitched.html' title='Gettin&apos; Hitched...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-4969227538327140320</id><published>2008-07-07T10:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:20:23.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ABC's, Allston, Boston, and Cambridge...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SHJa-ZsbSVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/DZZbIEWhYNw/s1600-h/1348340025_0b787a4245_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SHJa-ZsbSVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/DZZbIEWhYNw/s320/1348340025_0b787a4245_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220334946171439442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SHJa-rW8w6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/EhtwKAkDXbE/s1600-h/2006_0520HarvardSquare0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SHJa-rW8w6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/EhtwKAkDXbE/s320/2006_0520HarvardSquare0053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220334950913196962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SHJa-4s-WgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/sqOhQlYoy6Q/s1600-h/2496651822_778cf00c61_b_d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SHJa-4s-WgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/sqOhQlYoy6Q/s320/2496651822_778cf00c61_b_d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220334954495236610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SHJa_JaeDlI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NKKPfGuVhM4/s1600-h/445684319_3378294dba_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SHJa_JaeDlI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NKKPfGuVhM4/s320/445684319_3378294dba_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220334958981025362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SHJa_VaOqoI/AAAAAAAAAEs/LwQfiFIPbT4/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SHJa_VaOqoI/AAAAAAAAAEs/LwQfiFIPbT4/s320/spaceball.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220334962201242242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the last weekend in June, me and my buddy Dan went up to the Boston area to stay with a friend who we haven't seen in quite a long time. He lives in a town west of Boston and south of Cambridge, (which is where Harvard University is located). If you have never been to the Boston area, I highly recommend it. Boston is home to the start of the American revolution and home to a very deep and rich history. Many in America are not used to Northeastern culture. Mass transit dominates, just like most Northern cities, and use of the subway(or the T as it's called in Boston) is the norm. There is no need for a car when you can either ride a bike or pay $2 to go anywhere in the 20 mile area. We ventured to Back Bay, and downtown Boston a few times. There are many attractions in the city itself. Such as the largest Apple store in North America, great restaurants, and gorgeously dank record shops. By far my favorite place though is Harvard Square in Cambridge. This small area with it's tiny cafe's, street musicians, and tobacco shops is cast in the beautiful shadow of the surrounding Harvard University, the oldest University in the US. I have some pics of the area, none which are mine, but are from flickr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-4969227538327140320?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/4969227538327140320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=4969227538327140320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/4969227538327140320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/4969227538327140320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/07/abc.html' title='The ABC&apos;s, Allston, Boston, and Cambridge...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SHJa-ZsbSVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/DZZbIEWhYNw/s72-c/1348340025_0b787a4245_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-6534352031927155762</id><published>2008-06-23T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T14:09:49.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome ash...</title><content type='html'>so this is ashley. updating nates blog. basically for myself. read on.&lt;br /&gt;we're sitting on my living room couch while my stepmom makes tacos, my dad drives home from work, and my brother is playing basketball in the driveway with a friend. that is absolutely as stereotypical as my family gets. i actually chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;nate and dan are rollin' up to boston this weekend to see jordan and i am going to visit jess. which i am super excited about.&lt;br /&gt;the wedding is getting SUPER close. and we're both really excited about it. it's been a long time coming and we're looking forward to having everyone together to celebrate the big day with us. it's been so fun hanging with everyone we've missed here in pa but we miss some texans too. &lt;br /&gt;my birthday was last week and i told chelle that i actually do feel older this time. i'm 21. gag. old. just kidding. sort of.&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone is doing fantasic.&lt;br /&gt;deuces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-6534352031927155762?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/6534352031927155762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=6534352031927155762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/6534352031927155762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/6534352031927155762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/06/awesome-ash.html' title='awesome ash...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-1215015771130642346</id><published>2008-06-05T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T19:34:56.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball and Free WiFi...</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting in my bedroom back home in Pennsylvania watching the NBA finals, and actually using the internet. This is very, very weird. My family is one of the last few families who haven't been caught in the world wide web. It's odd enough because my little bro has a pretty new laptop that he barley even touches besides writing reports. But, me and my scheming ways have discovered that my neighbors on the other side of this small patch of forest, are broadcasting free WiFi, yes free unencrypted wireless internet. The connection isn't perfect, or the fastest, yet it's free and only available in my room. Anyway, enough of my explanation on how I'm blogging, and more into the actual post of the blog. I'm going to Lancaster tomorrow, it's first Friday, which means all of the galleries will be open. I've started collaborating with some friends for an idea on a short film to be shot this summer. I have the main premise, just need some added ideas. My wedding is approaching very quickly. I have so much to do, including picking up my wedding band I ordered this week. Also my amazing wife to be, secretly got me tickets to Coldplays kickoff concert for their Viva la Vida tour. Me and Mr. Derek Pilon will be on the floor about 15 rows from the front, amazing seats. I was wrong about time being slow back home, it's sad to say this but it seems to be faster. In less then a week I'll have been home a month, and that makes me sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-1215015771130642346?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/1215015771130642346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=1215015771130642346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/1215015771130642346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/1215015771130642346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/06/basketball-and-free-wifi.html' title='Basketball and Free WiFi...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-489724192236755307</id><published>2008-05-29T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:20:24.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philadelphia</title><content type='html'>This is an ally. I&amp;#39;m sitting in an urban outfitters box truck with my friend brandon making a delivery at one of the stores in Philly at 6 am. Philly is an amazing city with so much history. You should definitly check it out some time. Especially from the passenger seat of a box truck.&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SD6AlryO5mI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jB0soRW5cfU/s1600-h/Image070-702426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SD6AlryO5mI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jB0soRW5cfU/s320/Image070-702426.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205739604183803490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-489724192236755307?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/489724192236755307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=489724192236755307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/489724192236755307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/489724192236755307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/05/philadelphia.html' title='Philadelphia'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SD6AlryO5mI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jB0soRW5cfU/s72-c/Image070-702426.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-215674750913441525</id><published>2008-05-21T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:20:25.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Country...</title><content type='html'>This is where I work. It&amp;#39;s a decent company that pays ok. Right now they have country playing on the radio. Country. It&amp;#39;s such a strange music. I&amp;#39;m not a huge fan of modern country but I do enjoy the classics like Hank Williams and Mr. Cash. It&amp;#39;s a very depressing sort. It&amp;#39;s the kind of music that you can just feel the emotion dripping off the steel lap guitar. Most of all It&amp;#39;s a very American music.&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SDQ9s3-lAyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5A27FA5U1pM/s1600-h/Image069-719357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SDQ9s3-lAyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5A27FA5U1pM/s320/Image069-719357.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202851310669726498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-215674750913441525?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/215674750913441525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=215674750913441525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/215674750913441525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/215674750913441525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/05/country.html' title='Country...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SDQ9s3-lAyI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5A27FA5U1pM/s72-c/Image069-719357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-8260648952744173020</id><published>2008-05-16T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:20:25.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain and Lofts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SC2bqX-lAxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Xbwr4lRNzjs/s1600-h/Image059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SC2bqX-lAxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Xbwr4lRNzjs/s320/Image059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200984296976089874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being back has made me miss a lot. I miss the food, I miss the architecture of two hundred year old buildings, I miss the beautiful rainy days, but most of all I miss my friends, and all the people. I've been hanging out with a friend who I haven't seen in a year and a half. He lives in downtown Lancaster in a flat above a coffee shop. It's weird. It's almost like a day hasn't passed since I last saw him, but we both agree we've grown quite a bit. It's raining today. We're probably just going to hang around today, possibly work on the sink disposal. I can tell this will be a good summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-8260648952744173020?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/8260648952744173020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=8260648952744173020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/8260648952744173020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/8260648952744173020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/05/rain-and-lofts.html' title='Rain and Lofts...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SC2bqX-lAxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Xbwr4lRNzjs/s72-c/Image059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-644955908595385439</id><published>2008-05-12T10:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T10:22:15.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home...</title><content type='html'>I'm in Pennsylvania, more to follow shortly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-644955908595385439?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/644955908595385439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=644955908595385439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/644955908595385439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/644955908595385439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/05/home.html' title='Home...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-3241646211401723428</id><published>2008-05-07T07:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:20:25.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time...</title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s the end of the semester. Which means It&amp;#39;s banquet time. It&amp;#39;s hard picking out dress clothes. So much to look for and match up. I&amp;#39;m more excited about the semester ending and going home to work and get hitched then looking for banquet clothes. Going home is weird. Time is so so much slower back there. I&amp;#39;ll try to make the most of it when i&amp;#39;m back.&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SCG-QSNn-QI/AAAAAAAAADk/t_FGoP2TqZc/s1600-h/Image055-744891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SCG-QSNn-QI/AAAAAAAAADk/t_FGoP2TqZc/s320/Image055-744891.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197644631938431234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-3241646211401723428?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/3241646211401723428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=3241646211401723428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/3241646211401723428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/3241646211401723428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/05/time.html' title='Time...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SCG-QSNn-QI/AAAAAAAAADk/t_FGoP2TqZc/s72-c/Image055-744891.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-1121570075629594897</id><published>2008-04-27T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T19:43:00.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Mama...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a450.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/41/l_d5c8f6de8d24ee88459f9f736241cbd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://a450.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/41/l_d5c8f6de8d24ee88459f9f736241cbd1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend seeing the new flick Baby Mama. It was very well written and very well casted. O ya, it takes place entirely in Philadelph- ia, ya that's right. Pennsylva- nia. Home of of America. And pretty much everything awesome. Anyway. Baby Mama. Soon I'll have one. When I say soon I mean hopefully years from now she will be. I'm getting married in 89 days. It's quite crazy. We have got so much planning to do it's absolutely ridiculous. I'm so excited to be married. Me and Ashley have been on this crazy adventure for almost 5 years now. It's quite amazing to see how God has brought us together and intertwined our lives together to fulfill his will. I'm not saying it wasn't hard at times. But our life together as one has yet to even begin and I cannot wait for everything he has in store for us. Please pray for us over the next few months as were finishing up this (what seems like forever) chapter in our lives, and begin this great next adventure of marriage. Thanks to everyone who's also been there for us. You guys mean so much to us. I pray that God blesses you with someone incredible and so good looking (had to throw that in there) as he has me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-1121570075629594897?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/1121570075629594897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=1121570075629594897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/1121570075629594897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/1121570075629594897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/04/baby-mama.html' title='Baby Mama...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-5351363999385906440</id><published>2008-04-23T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T11:39:43.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preaching...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever preached a sermon? It can be a pretty nerve racking experience. I take a class called homiletics. It's basically how to preach. Everyone in the class had to prepare a 10 minute sermon and deliver it, and then be critiqued on it.  I got a 97. I feel a lot better now that it's over. It's nice to know how to preach now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-5351363999385906440?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/5351363999385906440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=5351363999385906440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/5351363999385906440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/5351363999385906440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/04/preaching.html' title='Preaching...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-3616911033840422596</id><published>2008-04-16T08:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:20:25.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trollys...</title><content type='html'>Thats Zach. He&amp;#39;s a friend of mine here at school. Yesterday 5 of us went down to the west village to ride the trolly around and do some fun things. Zach bought a crossword to do on the trolly which was interesting. Then Zach went to work so me, Ash, Juddson, and Taylor went to Borders to check out the sidewalk sale. I bought John Stewarts book on American politics. Then we went to the mall to do some shopping. Bought Ashley a nice shirt then we went on home. &lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SAYU0yrr7XI/AAAAAAAAADQ/39hpwP9HHjE/s1600-h/Image050-798915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SAYU0yrr7XI/AAAAAAAAADQ/39hpwP9HHjE/s320/Image050-798915.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189858517781835122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-3616911033840422596?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/3616911033840422596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=3616911033840422596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/3616911033840422596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/3616911033840422596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/04/trollys.html' title='Trollys...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SAYU0yrr7XI/AAAAAAAAADQ/39hpwP9HHjE/s72-c/Image050-798915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-6088033759142148417</id><published>2008-04-10T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:20:26.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who will stand?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SANLOCrr7WI/AAAAAAAAADI/o6q4EhofXTc/s1600-h/korea2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SANLOCrr7WI/AAAAAAAAADI/o6q4EhofXTc/s320/korea2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189073900271299938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's North Korea. A small little strip of land on a tiny little peninsula in Asia. Do you see how dark it is compared to South Korea just below, and Japan and China to the East and North. North Korea is run by a dictator named Kim_Jong-il, a madman who is obsessed with Hennessey Cognac. He is an avid film buff, with a collection of 20,000 films, and has over 7,000 Mercedes' Benz.  This country is absolutely  in dire turmoil, and they have a nut running it. I have a friend here who is raising support and awareness. His grandfather was a wealthy businessman who left everything in North Korea and fled to the south at the beginning of the Korean War. The people of this country make an average of $900 a year. There is no way out for North Koreans. They have to suffer this regime everyday, while we in America sit back and worry about what terrorist attack is next. We need to stop worrying about specific situations and look at the world. Who else will stand up for these people? I'm sick of Americans standing up for whats trendy, Africa(Darfur), South America, Thailand. Not saying the people in those country's don't need our help too, but people will start organizations in specific country's just to show how hip they are. Will we not find where the people that need the most help are? Why are we willing to take a stand for some but not all? "If the people of North Korea are just a Korean problem, were the Jews just a German problem?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read this blog please take the time to just get informed.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailynk.com/english/"&gt;North Korean News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.linkglobal.org/"&gt;Liberty in North Korea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3dqTNqhSR5I"&gt;A Video By Google About North Korean Human Rights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-6088033759142148417?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/6088033759142148417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=6088033759142148417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/6088033759142148417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/6088033759142148417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/04/thats-north-korea.html' title='who will stand?'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/SANLOCrr7WI/AAAAAAAAADI/o6q4EhofXTc/s72-c/korea2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-4403766988290146520</id><published>2008-04-05T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:56:52.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoken Word, Sirens, and Taco Bell, O' My....</title><content type='html'>So last night 6 guys (including myself) piled into a car and attempted to go to Buffalo Wild Wings to grab some 40 cent wings. Well It just so happened to be super packed. We eventually couldn't stand the wait anymore, and drove the complete opposite direction all the way back past campus. The Bishop Arts District in north Oak Cliff is where we decided to land, maybe to grab a bite and suffice our stomach's. But to all dismay all restaurants were closed except if you wanted to sit at the bar. The only thing open was a small little cafe, which also was doing some African American spoken word poetry. Intense, ya I know. Ended up staying long enough to hear a poem about sex, and a young teacher not teaching for the money, but sheerly for the affect she's having on her pupils. After the cafe we ventured to another seemed to be restaurant down the street, but again just another bar filled with wannabe uptown hipsters. When all hope was lost, we finally found a Sonic. Pull into the parking lot, "O, wait, I think that guy is signaling their closed." Daniel honks his horn and makes a left in the middle lane of traffic. End up getting pulled over by a couple of cops asking us what we're doing and why we have so many people. While sitting there a mustang slowly creeps by, and I'm like "Ya, pull us over, that guy has to be drunk, they should go bust him." Cop's let us go. They end up pulling that guy over a half mile down the road. We end up going to a Taco Bell a mile from campus, and retire to the dorm to finish out are quest to find a Friday night feast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-4403766988290146520?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/4403766988290146520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=4403766988290146520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/4403766988290146520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/4403766988290146520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/04/spoken-word-sirens-and-taco-bell-o-my.html' title='Spoken Word, Sirens, and Taco Bell, O&apos; My....'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-8327499212381276944</id><published>2008-03-31T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:20:26.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember the...who cares...</title><content type='html'>Ya. That&amp;#39;s right. It&amp;#39;s a texas flag. Why does this state have so much pride. Most texans see this just as a normal part of life. They fly their flag not the american flag. There are stars everywhere. Even people are obsessed with the shape of the state. Being someone from another state at times i&amp;#39;m taken a back at all this texaness. America his enough pride already in itself. Do we really need anymore in just a single state. I can guarantee that there are no other states in america as proud as this one. Maybe i&amp;#39;m just saying this because i wish pennsylvania got It&amp;#39;s rightful respect among top states. Anyway i love my state, my home, my pennsylvania.&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R_Enkugxi5I/AAAAAAAAADA/KTwrxfxGXNM/s1600-h/Image044-742580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R_Enkugxi5I/AAAAAAAAADA/KTwrxfxGXNM/s320/Image044-742580.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183968157994421138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-8327499212381276944?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/8327499212381276944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=8327499212381276944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/8327499212381276944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/8327499212381276944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/03/remember-thewho-cares.html' title='Remember the...who cares...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R_Enkugxi5I/AAAAAAAAADA/KTwrxfxGXNM/s72-c/Image044-742580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-5108528154326648147</id><published>2008-03-29T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T19:17:38.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since I graduated high school almost three years ago I decided to take a quick trip down memory lane. Yes that's right, I checked pretty much most of my old classmates myspaces'  to see how most are coming along. It's quite interesting to see people engaged and having kids; it's fun growing up. Yesterday Ashley sold her car, for a fair value. And I also got her ring cleaned and all fixed up. It looks really good. I have to teach at my church tomorrow with her. Get ready to learn about humbleness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-5108528154326648147?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/5108528154326648147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=5108528154326648147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/5108528154326648147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/5108528154326648147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/03/since-i-graduated-high-school-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-5893158329283620724</id><published>2008-03-27T20:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:20:26.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my now mobile blog...</title><content type='html'>So I'm testing out my mobile blogger. These are a couple of my very good friends. Blake, and Derek. Here you can see I caught them in a candid moment off guard and they were traumatized by my photography. Hopefully now that I'm able to do more mobile posts I can add lots of fun pictures on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R-xlnegxi4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/ybo08uU7Xns/s1600-h/Image002-745452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R-xlnegxi4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/ybo08uU7Xns/s320/Image002-745452.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182629000076430210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-5893158329283620724?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/5893158329283620724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=5893158329283620724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/5893158329283620724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/5893158329283620724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/03/testing-my-mobile-blog_27.html' title='my now mobile blog...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R-xlnegxi4I/AAAAAAAAAC4/ybo08uU7Xns/s72-c/Image002-745452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-4916291094850778831</id><published>2008-03-23T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T20:02:53.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter...</title><content type='html'>Today was Easter. I didn't really get a chance to celebrate it as I wish I could have. My mom sent me some Easter money, which was very kind of her. I haven't talked to my parents in quite some time. It's really quite amazing, growing up and all. Think of our parents. It's probably so bittersweet to watch this little person grow before your eyes than become a full fledged adult and join society. My mom sent me a card and it said "Son I could get all sentimental about your childhood, and about how well you turned out...but what really puts a lump in my throat is how fast it all went, and how my love for you grew with every inch you added. You're still growing in new ways and so is my love." It really touched me. My relationship with my mom hasn't been the best but I do love her a lot and I thank her so much for brining me into this world. Happy Easter/Early Mothers day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-4916291094850778831?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/4916291094850778831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=4916291094850778831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/4916291094850778831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/4916291094850778831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-8573380812204255257</id><published>2008-03-18T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:20:27.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patricks Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R-CcX0CJd0I/AAAAAAAAACw/AawCrE_o2HE/s1600-h/SP2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R-CcX0CJd0I/AAAAAAAAACw/AawCrE_o2HE/s320/SP2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179311504394647362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad. I honestly can't say that I know much about the man himself. Yesterday me and some friends decided to be festive and go out for some Saint Patty's fun. To bad our friend Patty couldn't come though, he was delayed due to an imposing thunderstorm. We had some super fun, and stored some memories that won't be soon forgotten. I love the guys on my floor.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R-CcX0CJdzI/AAAAAAAAACo/-BSX7CyqUt8/s1600-h/SP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R-CcX0CJdzI/AAAAAAAAACo/-BSX7CyqUt8/s320/SP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179311504394647346" 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/7742311018300593955-8573380812204255257?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/8573380812204255257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=8573380812204255257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/8573380812204255257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/8573380812204255257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/03/st-patricks-day.html' title='St. Patricks Day...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R-CcX0CJd0I/AAAAAAAAACw/AawCrE_o2HE/s72-c/SP2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-8389681425791692870</id><published>2008-03-16T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:41:19.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Sides....</title><content type='html'>So at work today I was helping this customer find something he needed and out of the blue he asked me if I was a Southlake boy, which is a very affluent suburb of north Dallas. I quickly responded no, but he continued on to tell me that I look and dress like they do. Now I guess i can take it as a compliment but I'm just wondering, why is America so obsessed with labeling and stereotyping people. Black, white, Democrat, Republican, rich, poor, everyones always interested in what category do you fit in. Why can't we just see through the lines of race, and wealth. I'm not going to mention the man's race, but it is still quite interesting to see what other people think of you. School is back in tomorrow. I guess it's kinda nice, I really enjoyed being able to stay up a little later and sleeping in late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-8389681425791692870?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/8389681425791692870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=8389681425791692870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/8389681425791692870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/8389681425791692870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/03/2-sides.html' title='2 Sides....'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-380764325343321913</id><published>2008-03-11T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T16:03:10.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break...</title><content type='html'>So i'm on a spring break. It's not technically spring for another week or so. No I'm not going to Florida or some exotic adventurous place. I'm just gonna hang low for a few days and relax. It's nice not having to be somewhere at an exact time, just hanging around. I really do wish I had more time and money to have some really fun adventures but I will soon. This is just a quick update, not much else to say, but "all you need is love".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-380764325343321913?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/380764325343321913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=380764325343321913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/380764325343321913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/380764325343321913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-4570406782482263889</id><published>2008-03-07T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T21:56:42.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one and two and...</title><content type='html'>So tonight church on the hill had a "couples" night. Well since me and Ashley are a soon to be married couple, we were invited to go out with most of the young married folks to get some Mexican food at &lt;a href="http://www.campuzanomexicanfood.net/"&gt;Campuzano's&lt;/a&gt; in Cedar Hill, then off to do some salsa dancing at a local dance school. Pictures maybe to follow soon on that. But it was surprisingly really fun, and me and Ash really enjoyed it, even though we were yet again the youngest couple to participate. Dancing is strange. It feels all awkward at first and you think everyone's watching you but when everyone else kind of stinks at it too it makes it hecka easier and a lot more fun to learn. By the end of the evening me and Ash had a good rhythm going and were even doing some spins. Hats off to some really good instructors, Borris and Erica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-4570406782482263889?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/4570406782482263889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=4570406782482263889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/4570406782482263889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/4570406782482263889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-and-two-and.html' title='one and two and...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-8604624910263784696</id><published>2008-03-06T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T05:33:14.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Floor Wars</title><content type='html'>So midterms are halfway through, thank you Jesus. CFNI has allowed our dormitory to participate in Floor Wars again. It's were a couple of floors in our 10 floor tower declare war and battle it out for bragging rights. It hasn't been done in over a year cause parents got concerned about seeing youtube videos of it. But the way it works out is about over a hundred guys gather on our floor throughout the building to wrestle and spar each other. Our floor was practicing a bunch of moves last night and I accidentally perforated my right ear drum. It's happened before. But now I'll probably end up just being a spectator for the event in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-8604624910263784696?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/8604624910263784696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=8604624910263784696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/8604624910263784696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/8604624910263784696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/03/floor-wars.html' title='Floor Wars'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-5563314299990850181</id><published>2008-03-02T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:12:25.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So on and so forth...</title><content type='html'>I really don't like midterms. So much studying to do tomorrow. So me and Ash really need to get on with taking pictures and stuff for invitations. Maybe during spring break. I'm really excited to get married. It's a lot of work though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-5563314299990850181?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/5563314299990850181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=5563314299990850181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/5563314299990850181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/5563314299990850181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-really-dont-like-midterms.html' title='So on and so forth...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-1800705512405935002</id><published>2008-02-27T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:20:28.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grapes of Wrath...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R8Y66-S5Y3I/AAAAAAAAACA/rvW4dZRInLc/s1600-h/IMG_1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R8Y66-S5Y3I/AAAAAAAAACA/rvW4dZRInLc/s320/IMG_1107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171886006910673778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R8Y67eS5Y4I/AAAAAAAAACI/eymSTt0rja0/s1600-h/IMG_1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R8Y67eS5Y4I/AAAAAAAAACI/eymSTt0rja0/s320/IMG_1114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171886015500608386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R8Y67uS5Y5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/kTIfssSfvww/s1600-h/IMG_1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R8Y67uS5Y5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/kTIfssSfvww/s320/IMG_1120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171886019795575698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R8Y68OS5Y6I/AAAAAAAAACY/VXGyxcq-hxU/s1600-h/IMG_1124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R8Y68OS5Y6I/AAAAAAAAACY/VXGyxcq-hxU/s320/IMG_1124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171886028385510306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R8Y68uS5Y7I/AAAAAAAAACg/26SCSrPeojo/s1600-h/IMG_1122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R8Y68uS5Y7I/AAAAAAAAACg/26SCSrPeojo/s320/IMG_1122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171886036975444914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So me and a few friends have been going out in the deep country of Texas lately to take photographs. It's really quite amazing. I forgot how nice it is. We drive like 50 minutes south and take some back roads and find this little gem called Maypearl. It's amazing. It feels like the thirties. They have a small hardware store, and an old general store with a mercantile. We ended up just buying some glass bottle cokes out of battle-scarred machine and sat outside drinking coke and just marveling at this little town. We also found a pretty cool field to take some photography in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7742311018300593955-1800705512405935002?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/1800705512405935002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=1800705512405935002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/1800705512405935002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/1800705512405935002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/02/grapes-of-wrath.html' title='The Grapes of Wrath...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R8Y66-S5Y3I/AAAAAAAAACA/rvW4dZRInLc/s72-c/IMG_1107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-6862873767636648211</id><published>2008-02-25T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T07:25:35.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There comes a time in every semester...</title><content type='html'>Semesters here usually all start the same way here. Lots of doing nothing for about 2 months. The nothing consists of endless amounts of Halo 3, random guitar playing/learning, gazillions of Youtube videos, and eating. Now to say the least, I do enjoy many of those things. But now the real semester begins. After that glorious first part, the deadlines, midterms, and finals arrive. There is about two or even three times as much work that, procrastinators, like myself, must complete in an even shorter amount of time. So here's to you, second half of semester! O ya, I have to write a two page poem due tomorrow for my generational trends class. Who knew that Bible colleges still believed in some form of the arts? Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-6862873767636648211?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/6862873767636648211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=6862873767636648211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/6862873767636648211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/6862873767636648211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/02/there-comes-time-in-every-semester.html' title='There comes a time in every semester...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7742311018300593955.post-1073760530101435379</id><published>2008-02-22T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T17:04:09.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>So I've been toying around with this idea to start a blog for a while in my head. Something besides a Xanga, and actually in the real world. So be it the first of my many ramblings yet to come, I only have one thing to say. "I did that, just now." Look forward to real posts soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7742311018300593955-1073760530101435379?l=rerooted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/feeds/1073760530101435379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7742311018300593955&amp;postID=1073760530101435379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/1073760530101435379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7742311018300593955/posts/default/1073760530101435379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rerooted.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>Nate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18235069203036606266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_AvToPnqq_F8/R73di-S5YwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hp43dXfRXYQ/S220/Photo+1038.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
