<?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-6142463621457905865</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:23:08.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>paralogical</title><subtitle type='html'>This was actually my fortune on a fortune cookie yesterday:


 "It's not the end yet.  Let's stick with it."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kurt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717940738855531080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142463621457905865.post-5097369258882884833</id><published>2008-02-12T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T10:47:03.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;He cut desire into short lengths&lt;br /&gt;And fed it to the hungry fires of tribulation.&lt;br /&gt;Long after, when the fires had died,&lt;br /&gt;Molten gold gleamed in the ashes.&lt;br /&gt;He gathered it in bruised palms&lt;br /&gt;And handed it to his children&lt;br /&gt;And his children's children forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~(based on a poem by Vilate C. Raile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142463621457905865-5097369258882884833?l=paralogical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/feeds/5097369258882884833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6142463621457905865&amp;postID=5097369258882884833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/5097369258882884833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/5097369258882884833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/2008/02/remembering-grandpa.html' title='Remembering Grandpa'/><author><name>Kurt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717940738855531080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142463621457905865.post-3333341544851949096</id><published>2007-10-12T09:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T09:24:15.321-06:00</updated><title type='text'>by Rainer Maria Rilke</title><content type='html'>God speaks to each of us as he makes us,&lt;br /&gt;Then walks with us silently out of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the words we dimly hear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, sent out beyond your recall,&lt;br /&gt;Go to the limits of your longing.&lt;br /&gt;Embody me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flare up like flame&lt;br /&gt;And make big shadows that I can move in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep going. No feeling is final.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let yourself lose me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearby is the country we call life.&lt;br /&gt;You will know it by its seriousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me your hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142463621457905865-3333341544851949096?l=paralogical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/feeds/3333341544851949096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6142463621457905865&amp;postID=3333341544851949096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/3333341544851949096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/3333341544851949096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/2007/10/by-rainer-maria-rilke.html' title='by Rainer Maria Rilke'/><author><name>Kurt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717940738855531080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142463621457905865.post-7622095458447920069</id><published>2007-10-03T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:02:40.844-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Called &amp; Raised</title><content type='html'>So apparently I missed part of the tag, so thanks Meg for pointing it out-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Injuries I've had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Broken leg (skiing)&lt;br /&gt;2. Fractured skull and concussion (Kinley)&lt;br /&gt;3. Coconut rings (see the video at &lt;a href="http://www.2b1walker.blogspot.com/"&gt;2b1walker.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;4. Various muscle &amp;amp; tendon pulls from running&lt;br /&gt;5. Pride&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142463621457905865-7622095458447920069?l=paralogical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/feeds/7622095458447920069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6142463621457905865&amp;postID=7622095458447920069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/7622095458447920069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/7622095458447920069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/2007/10/called-raised.html' title='Called &amp; Raised'/><author><name>Kurt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717940738855531080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142463621457905865.post-7799556888070378914</id><published>2007-09-28T16:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T22:35:18.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag, I'm It</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay, I'll invite myself to play with the sisters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jobs I've held: (Before I read this list I thought I hadn't had that many different jobs...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Newspaper delivery boy&lt;br /&gt;2. Newspaper subscription saleskid&lt;br /&gt;3. Standard Office Supply Delivery Boy&lt;br /&gt;4. Stardard Office Furniture Delivery Boy&lt;br /&gt;5. Standard Office Saturday Store Clerk&lt;br /&gt;6. Teacher's Assistant Oakridge School for the Handicapped&lt;br /&gt;7. Night Stocker ToysRus&lt;br /&gt;8. Pressman Offset Club&lt;br /&gt;9. Salesperson Offset Club&lt;br /&gt;10. Salesperson excelgraphics&lt;br /&gt;11. Salesperson Rocky Mountain Printing&lt;br /&gt;Whew!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Movies I can watch over and over:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Lord of the Rings (Any of them - prefferably extended versions)&lt;br /&gt;2. Oh Brother Where Art Thou&lt;br /&gt;3. Tommy Boy&lt;br /&gt;4. Most of the Pixar &amp;amp; Dreamworks films&lt;br /&gt;5. High School Musical (1&amp;amp;2)&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding about High School Musical, I meant to add that to a list of movies I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; watch over and over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Places I have lived:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Sandy, Utah&lt;br /&gt;2. Provo, Utah&lt;br /&gt;3. Irwin, Idaho&lt;br /&gt;4. France &amp;amp; Belgium, various cities&lt;br /&gt;5. Alpine, Utah&lt;br /&gt;6. Lindon, Utah&lt;br /&gt;7. Saratoga Springs, Utah&lt;br /&gt;8. State of Insanity&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shows I Enjoy:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. ESPN SportsCenter&lt;br /&gt;2. Any Football Game&lt;br /&gt;3. Any PGA Golf Tournament&lt;br /&gt;4. About any sporting event&lt;br /&gt;5. AFV with the kids&lt;br /&gt;6. Extreme Makeover Home Edition&lt;br /&gt;7. Spongebob (so sue me)&lt;br /&gt;8. That's so Raven, Suite Life, Hannah Montana - oh wait, these need to be part of the same list with High School Musical (1&amp;amp;2), probably something titled "shows I hate but end up seeing over and over again" or "better than ipecac syrup."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places I have been on Vacation:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Swan Valley, Idaho&lt;br /&gt;2. Jackson Hole, Wyoming&lt;br /&gt;3. Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;4. Cruise to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;5. Vail, CO&lt;br /&gt;6. Anaheim, CA (DisneyLand)&lt;br /&gt;7. San Diego, CA&lt;br /&gt;8. Norther CA (Redwoods, San fransisco, Sacramento etc.)&lt;br /&gt;9. Lots of places in UT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Foods:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Pizza&lt;br /&gt;2. Bangkok Grill - anything&lt;br /&gt;3. Sushi&lt;br /&gt;4. Blahblahdoblah from Bombay House (indian food and I don't remember how to say it - ask Dal what it is).&lt;br /&gt;5. The molten chocolate cake from Chili's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Websites I visit (almost) daily:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;· msn.com&lt;br /&gt;· desnews.com&lt;br /&gt;· sltrib.com&lt;br /&gt;· blogger&lt;br /&gt;· cougarblue.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames I have been called:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;· Dirty Kurty&lt;br /&gt;· Koitus (don't ask)&lt;br /&gt;· Bones&lt;br /&gt;· Walky&lt;br /&gt;· Fat Head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag back all of you to go back and list this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Favorite Recreational or Diversionary Activities (not the same as exclusively athletic activities) i.e - hobbyish things:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;· Golf&lt;br /&gt;· Running&lt;br /&gt;· Rock Climbing&lt;br /&gt;· BYU Football Games&lt;br /&gt;· Board Games (especially German board games)&lt;br /&gt;· Video Games&lt;br /&gt;· Reading&lt;br /&gt;· Anything really with Nan &amp;amp; the kids&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142463621457905865-7799556888070378914?l=paralogical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/feeds/7799556888070378914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6142463621457905865&amp;postID=7799556888070378914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/7799556888070378914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/7799556888070378914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/2007/09/jobs-ive-held-before-i-read-this-list-i.html' title='Tag, I&apos;m It'/><author><name>Kurt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717940738855531080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142463621457905865.post-841142876070856222</id><published>2007-09-24T17:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:45:28.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting Over Someone's Nuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_52CAYgrGVG0/RvhOigV2iBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/49PllvJuX00/s1600-h/Squirrel+Jedi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113923731583305746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_52CAYgrGVG0/RvhOigV2iBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/49PllvJuX00/s400/Squirrel+Jedi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If the world only knew what really goes on in the parks, forests and campgrounds of the world, perhaps we would be less focused on our petty daily struggles and more interested in the desperate battle for the universe (or a few nuts) waged daily between the forces of good and evil...squirrels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142463621457905865-841142876070856222?l=paralogical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/feeds/841142876070856222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6142463621457905865&amp;postID=841142876070856222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/841142876070856222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/841142876070856222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/2007/09/fighting-over-someones-nuts.html' title='Fighting Over Someone&apos;s Nuts'/><author><name>Kurt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717940738855531080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_52CAYgrGVG0/RvhOigV2iBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/49PllvJuX00/s72-c/Squirrel+Jedi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142463621457905865.post-1652124883398304035</id><published>2007-09-18T19:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T22:11:34.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Waiting...</title><content type='html'>"wisdom too often never comes, and so one ought not to reject it merely because it comes late" ~ felix frankfurter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142463621457905865-1652124883398304035?l=paralogical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/feeds/1652124883398304035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6142463621457905865&amp;postID=1652124883398304035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/1652124883398304035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/1652124883398304035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/2007/09/wisdom-too-often-never-comes-and-so-one.html' title='Still Waiting...'/><author><name>Kurt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717940738855531080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142463621457905865.post-4139144530979445501</id><published>2007-08-30T10:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T00:32:17.915-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When you finally get there, how are you going to feel about it?</title><content type='html'>"As you know, Copernicus advanced the heliocentric theory--the then heretical principle of the sun being the center of the universe, rather than the earth," (Kelley had strolled around Utica the previous afternoon, and happened upon a Copernicus statue. This got him thinking about man's place in the firmament) "It occurred to me that when we're young, we naturally think of ourselves as the center of our universe, and we hope to eventually establish a niche in some hall of fame. But in the development of the individual, the humbling effects of a larger universe take their toll, so by the time an honor such as this comes along, we hedge a little about accepting it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-American Boston Marathon winner, Olympian &amp;amp; running legend John Kelley at his 2002 induction into the National Distance Running Hall of Fame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142463621457905865-4139144530979445501?l=paralogical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/feeds/4139144530979445501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6142463621457905865&amp;postID=4139144530979445501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/4139144530979445501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/4139144530979445501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-you-finally-get-there-how-are-you.html' title='When you finally get there, how are you going to feel about it?'/><author><name>Kurt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717940738855531080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6142463621457905865.post-7738157252911409029</id><published>2007-08-30T09:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T09:29:02.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New</title><content type='html'>I moved my blog here because everyone else was blogging here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6142463621457905865-7738157252911409029?l=paralogical.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/feeds/7738157252911409029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6142463621457905865&amp;postID=7738157252911409029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/7738157252911409029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6142463621457905865/posts/default/7738157252911409029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paralogical.blogspot.com/2007/08/new.html' title='New'/><author><name>Kurt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13717940738855531080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
