<?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-16944788</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:37:18.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bickler...James...Bickler</title><subtitle type='html'>You can tug on Supermans cape...you can spit into the wind...you can pull the mask off the ole Lone Ranger...but you don't mess around with Jim...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jimmy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475390615313127695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/jim.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-115289688843434236</id><published>2006-07-14T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T07:33:13.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/1600/0027-0505-1209-0504_SM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/400/0027-0505-1209-0504_SM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

It's almost ours !! They accepted the offer !!! WHHOOO HOOO keep your toes crossed !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-115289688843434236?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/115289688843434236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=115289688843434236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/115289688843434236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/115289688843434236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-almost-ours-they-accepted-offer.html' title=''/><author><name>Bickler3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271685718567800682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/meandtheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-115083162754721736</id><published>2006-06-20T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T12:44:05.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The rules...according to Jim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;At last a guy has taken the time to write this all down Finally, the guys' side of the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(I must admit, it's pretty good.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
We always hear "the rules" From the female side. Now here are the rules from the male side. These are our rules! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Please note.. these are all numbered "1"ON PURPOSE&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. Men ARE not mind readers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. Learn to work the toilet seat.You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down.. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. Crying is blackmail. 1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! &lt;strong&gt;Just say it!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. Yes and No are perfectly Acceptable answers to almost every question. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. Come to us with a problem only If you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a Problem. &lt;strong&gt;See a doctor&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't Expect us to act like soap opera guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. If you think you're fat, you probably are.Don't ask us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. You can either ask us to do something Or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not! A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. If it itches, it will Be scratched. We do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear Is fine...Really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation, or golf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. You have enough clothes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. You have too many shoes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
1. Thank you for reading this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight; But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-115083162754721736?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/115083162754721736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=115083162754721736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/115083162754721736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/115083162754721736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2006/06/rulesaccording-to-jim.html' title='The rules...according to Jim'/><author><name>Bickler3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271685718567800682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/meandtheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-115006725240060003</id><published>2006-06-11T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T16:08:22.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kristina!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/1600/72221710_363fe2d641_m.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/400/72221710_363fe2d641_m.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy birthday to you...you live in a zoo...you look like a monkey.....and you smell like one too!!!
(hee hee hee couldn't resist!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-115006725240060003?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/115006725240060003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=115006725240060003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/115006725240060003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/115006725240060003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday-kristina.html' title='Happy Birthday Kristina!!!'/><author><name>Jimmy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475390615313127695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/jim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-114916525694444933</id><published>2006-06-01T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T05:36:05.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;BRYAN MADE FREEDOM FEST !! WWWHHHOOO !!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/1600/Img13.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/400/Img13.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We are so Excited !!!!! He plays on Aug. 19th !! Everybody has to come !! &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;**For those who don't know Bryan is Jim's cousins Kid..who has a passion for music and an awesome Talent to go with it!! He has already produced an album with a band, the band has since broken up...but Bryan is just about finished with his solo album!! He also writes his own music !!And he's only 17!! We can't wait to see what the future holds for him ! But for now it is FREEDOM FEST !! At Stocker farms in Snohomish Aug 19th!! For more info go to &lt;a href="http://Freedomfest.org"&gt;Freedom Fest &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bryanwodmusic.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BryanWoodMusic.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-114916525694444933?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/114916525694444933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=114916525694444933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/114916525694444933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/114916525694444933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2006/06/bryan-made-freedom-fest-wwwhhhooo-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Bickler3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271685718567800682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/meandtheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-114891974380956228</id><published>2006-05-29T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T07:26:20.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guardian</title><content type='html'>Guardians are the cornerstone of society, for they are the temperament given to serving and preserving our most important social institutions. Guardians have natural talent in managing goods and services--from supervision to maintenance and supply--and they use all their skills to keep things running smoothly in their families, communities, schools, churches, hospitals, and businesses.
Guardians can have a lot of fun with their friends, but they are quite serious about their duties and responsibilities. Guardians take pride in being dependable and trustworthy; if there's a job to be done, they can be counted on to put their shoulder to the wheel. Guardians also believe in law and order, and sometimes worry that respect for authority, even a fundamental sense of right and wrong, is being lost. Perhaps this is why Guardians honor customs and traditions so strongly--they are familiar patterns that help bring stability to our modern, fast-paced world.
Practical and down-to-earth, Guardians believe in following the rules and cooperating with others. They are not very comfortable winging it or blazing new trails; working steadily within the system is the Guardian way, for in the long run loyalty, discipline, and teamwork get the job done right. Guardians are meticulous about schedules and have a sharp eye for proper procedures. They are cautious about change, even though they know that change can be healthy for an institution. Better to go slowly, they say, and look before you leap.
Guardians make up as much as 40 to 45 percent of the population.

Go to Elicia's blog to find out what your personality type is!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-114891974380956228?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/114891974380956228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=114891974380956228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/114891974380956228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/114891974380956228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2006/05/guardian.html' title='Guardian'/><author><name>Jimmy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475390615313127695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/jim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-114223753319924589</id><published>2006-03-13T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T15:51:34.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOWER OF TERROR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/1600/Tower%20of%20Terror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/400/Tower%20of%20Terror.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Well Jim needed to join the fun and have a picture on his blog too!! So here it is...the TOWER OF TERROR!

Can you find us??




ok..I'll give ya a hint..we are in the back row......enough of a hint for ya??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-114223753319924589?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/114223753319924589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=114223753319924589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/114223753319924589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/114223753319924589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2006/03/tower-of-terror.html' title='TOWER OF TERROR'/><author><name>Bickler3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271685718567800682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/meandtheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-114076187161425739</id><published>2006-02-23T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T21:00:33.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hillary Unhinged</title><content type='html'>Hillary Clinton tells us why the government cannot allow parents to have a choice in how to spend their own money. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/400/hillarypic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1112/608/1600/hillarypic.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a class="blines2" title="Link to another page in this blog" href="http://media.michellemalkin.com/videos/HillaryFinal.wmv" target="_blank"&gt;Download and watch the video&lt;/a&gt; (Windows Media file).
&lt;a href="http://michellemalkin.com/archives/004626.htm"&gt;Michelle Malkin provides a transcript&lt;/a&gt;:
CLINTON: Suppose that you were meeting today to decide who got the vouchers. First parent comes and says 'I want to send my daughter to St. Peter's Roman Catholic School' and you say 'Great, wonderful school, here's your voucher. Next parent who comes says, 'I want to send, you know, my child to the Jewish Day School. Great here's your voucher! Next parent who comes says, "I want to send my child to the private school that I've already dreamed of sending my child to.' Fine. Here's your voucher.
Next parent who comes says, 'I want to send my child to the school of the Church of the White Supremacist.' You say, 'Wait a minute. You can't send...we're not giving a voucher for that.' And the parent says, 'Well, the way that I read Genesis, Cain was marked, therefore I believe in white supremacy. And therefore, you gave it to a Catholic parent, you gave it to a Jewish parent, gave it to a secular private parent. Under the Constitution, you can't discriminate against me.'
Suppose the next parent comes and says 'I want to send my child to the School of...the Jihad.' Wait a minute! We're not going to send a child with taxpayers dollars to the School of Jihad. 'Well, you gave it to the Catholics, gave it to the Jews, gave it to the private secular people. You're gonna tell me I can't? I'm a taxpayer. Under the Constitution.' Now, tell me how we're going to make those choices.
But Mrs. Clinton, we don't have to wait for the parents to make thoses choices; &lt;a href="http://spunkyhomeschool.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-story-speaks-for-itself.html"&gt;the schools are already teaching it and a federal judge approved it&lt;/a&gt;. We just want our money to escape the "stupid choices" the state is already making. It's not your money. Let us decide how we should spend it.
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Thanks Spunky Homeschool for letting share another one of your thought provoking posts!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-114076187161425739?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/114076187161425739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=114076187161425739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/114076187161425739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/114076187161425739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2006/02/hillary-unhinged.html' title='Hillary Unhinged'/><author><name>Bickler3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271685718567800682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/meandtheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-113875119862201832</id><published>2006-01-31T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T14:05:28.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So you want to send your kids to public school??</title><content type='html'>After her &lt;strong&gt;11-year-old&lt;/strong&gt; son was suspended for twice bringing a loaded handgun to school, &lt;strong&gt;Linnea C. Holdren, 43,&lt;/strong&gt; said the matter was pretty much beyond her control. "I can't lock up his guns," she told police. "They belong to him, and he has a right to use them whenever he wants to use them." (The boy was expelled in January, and &lt;strong&gt;Holdren, who is a teacher&lt;/strong&gt; at her son's Shickshinny, Pa., elementary school, has been charged with felony endangerment.) [San Jose Mercury News-AP, 12-18-05; WYOU-TV (Scranton), 1-18-06]



Please note that she is not only a disfunctional parent...she is a TEACHER !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-113875119862201832?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/113875119862201832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=113875119862201832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113875119862201832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113875119862201832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-you-want-to-send-your-kids-to.html' title='So you want to send your kids to public school??'/><author><name>Bickler3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271685718567800682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/meandtheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-113777040081260815</id><published>2006-01-20T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T11:30:15.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7674/1621/1600/dog_tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7674/1621/320/dog_tongue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I posted this pic just for my dear sweet friend Kristina. I love ya girl !!! BUT I DON"T HAVE TO LISTEN TO YA !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya'll have a good day hope I don't have any lerkers!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-113777040081260815?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/113777040081260815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=113777040081260815' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113777040081260815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113777040081260815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-posted-this-pic-just-for-my-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>Jimmy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475390615313127695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/jim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-113669440881129380</id><published>2006-01-07T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T18:48:04.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you are quick to anger here is something to think about!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7674/1621/1600/ascd4_cnailing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7674/1621/320/ascd4_cnailing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.
His father gave him bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.
The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.
Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down.
He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all.
He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.
The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there." A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.
Friends are very rare jewels, indeed.
They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.
They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us." Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole in your fence.
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I was inspired to put this on after reading the comments on Julie's blog &lt;a href="http://answersforjulie.blogspot.com"&gt;http://answersforjulie.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-113669440881129380?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/113669440881129380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=113669440881129380' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113669440881129380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113669440881129380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-you-are-quick-to-anger-here-is.html' title='When you are quick to anger here is something to think about!!!'/><author><name>Jimmy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475390615313127695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/jim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-113571695470162870</id><published>2005-12-27T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T11:34:59.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/1600/image5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/400/image5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
This picture was not changed in any way...this is exactly how it came out...kinda cool huh??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-113571695470162870?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/113571695470162870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=113571695470162870' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113571695470162870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113571695470162870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-picture-was-not-changed-in-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Bickler3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271685718567800682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/meandtheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-113497375332641431</id><published>2005-12-18T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T22:29:13.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A people that values its privileges above its principles soon loses both." 
- Dwight D. Eisenhower (1890-1969), Inaugural Address, January 20, 1953&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-113497375332641431?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/113497375332641431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=113497375332641431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113497375332641431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113497375332641431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2005/12/people-that-values-its-privileges.html' title=''/><author><name>Bickler3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271685718567800682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/meandtheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-113476019524458434</id><published>2005-12-16T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T11:09:55.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is soooo cool....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/1600/image5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/400/image5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-113476019524458434?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/113476019524458434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=113476019524458434' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113476019524458434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113476019524458434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-soooo-cool.html' title='This is soooo cool....'/><author><name>Bickler3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271685718567800682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/meandtheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-113390480454243876</id><published>2005-12-06T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T15:20:52.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The unknown solider</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/1600/image0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/320/image0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/1600/image0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2664/601/320/image0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;











&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. How many steps does the guard take during his walk across the tomb of the Unknowns and why? 21 steps. It alludes to the twenty-one gun salute, which is the highest honor given any military or foreign dignitary. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. How long does he hesitate after his about face to begin his return walk and why? 21 seconds for the same reason as answer number 1 &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Why are his gloves wet? His gloves are moistened to prevent his losing his grip on the rifle &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Does he carry his rifle on the same shoulder all the time and if not, why not? He carries the rifle on the shoulder away from the tomb. After his march across the path, he executes an about faceand moves the rifle to the outside shoulder &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. How often are the guards changed? Guards are changed every thirty minutes, twenty-four hours a day, 365 days a year. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. What are the physical traits of the guard limited to? &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For a person to apply for guard duty at the tomb, he must be between 5' 10" and 6' 2" tall and his waist size cannot exceed 30." Other requirements of the Guard: They must commit 2 years of life to guard the tomb, live in a barracks under the tomb, and cannot drink any alcohol on or off duty for the rest of their lives. They cannot swear in public for the rest of their lives and cannot disgrace the uniform {fighting} or the tomb in any way. After two years, the guard is given a wreath pin that is worn on their lapel signifying they served as guard of the tomb. There are only 400 presently worn. The guard must obey these rules for the rest of their lives or give up the wreath pin. The shoes are specially made with very thick soles to keep the heat and cold from their feet. There are metal heel plates that extend to the top of the shoe in order to make the loud click as they come to a halt. There are no wrinkles, folds or lint on the uniform. Guards dress for duty in front of a full-length mirror. The first six months of duty a guard cannot talk to anyone, nor watch TV. All off duty time is spent studying the 175 notable people laid to rest in Arlington National Cemetery . A guard must memorize who they are and where they are interred. Among the notables are: President Taft, Joe E. Lewis {the boxer} and Medal of Honor winner Audie Murphy, {the most decorated soldier of WWII} of Hollywood fame. Every guard spends five hours a day getting his uniforms ready for guard duty. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ETERNAL REST GRANT THEM O LORD, AND LET PERPETUAL LIGHT SHINE UPON THEM. In 2003 as Hurricane Isabelle was approaching Washington, DC, our US Senate/House took 2 days off with anticipation of the storm. On the ABC evening news, it was reported that because of the dangers from the hurricane, the military members assigned the duty of guarding the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier were given permission to suspend the assignment. They respectfully declined the offer, "No way, Sir!" Soaked to the skin, marching in the pelting rain of a tropical storm, they said that guarding the Tomb was not just an assignment, it was the highest honor that can be afforded to a serviceperson. The tomb has been patrolled continuously, 24/7, since 1930.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-113390480454243876?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/113390480454243876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=113390480454243876' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113390480454243876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113390480454243876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2005/12/unknown-solider.html' title='The unknown solider'/><author><name>Bickler3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271685718567800682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/meandtheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-113350511417505122</id><published>2005-12-01T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T22:31:54.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Frogs</title><content type='html'>“Five frogs are sitting on a log. Four decide to jump off. How many are left? 

There are still five - because there’s a difference between deciding and doing.” 

“Five Frogs On A Log” by Mark L Feldman &amp; Michael F Spratt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-113350511417505122?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/113350511417505122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=113350511417505122' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113350511417505122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113350511417505122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2005/12/five-frogs.html' title='Five Frogs'/><author><name>Bickler3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271685718567800682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/meandtheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-113268523923619671</id><published>2005-11-22T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:47:19.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Try not to become a man of success but a man of value.
Albert Einstein&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-113268523923619671?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/113268523923619671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=113268523923619671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113268523923619671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113268523923619671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2005/11/try-not-to-become-man-of-success-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Bickler3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271685718567800682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/meandtheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-113255400252351262</id><published>2005-11-20T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:20:02.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I'm all in favor of keeping dangerous weapons out of the hands of fools. Let's start with typewriters." (computers..pens,pencils.....you get the point!)
- Frank Lloyd Wright (1868-1959)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-113255400252351262?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/113255400252351262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=113255400252351262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113255400252351262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113255400252351262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-all-in-favor-of-keeping-dangerous.html' title=''/><author><name>Bickler3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03271685718567800682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/meandtheman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-113159608876479913</id><published>2005-11-09T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T20:14:48.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jim's Blog....</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, this is actually Jim's better half...I just linked his blog to mine..but I have not actually talked him into writing anything..he's a big chicken...but I thought I should explain all the pictures of Boxers...Jim &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVES &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Boxers.....So I spent hours one night trying to find a picture of a boxer that I could use for his profile picture....So I loaded them on here...and couldn't get any to work....then this morning I finally got one to work ..in the profile...but its still not showing on the page....Any idea's?? ANYONE?? HELLO.....?? Is there anyone out there???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-113159608876479913?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/113159608876479913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=113159608876479913' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113159608876479913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/113159608876479913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2005/11/jims-blog.html' title='Jim&apos;s Blog....'/><author><name>Jimmy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475390615313127695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/jim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-112935730304019093</id><published>2005-10-14T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T23:21:43.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7674/1621/1600/21848CoolJC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7674/1621/200/21848CoolJC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-112935730304019093?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/112935730304019093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=112935730304019093' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/112935730304019093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/112935730304019093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_112935730304019093.html' title=''/><author><name>Jimmy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475390615313127695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/jim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-112935699614581546</id><published>2005-10-14T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T23:16:36.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7674/1621/1600/20965IMG_1270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7674/1621/200/20965IMG_1270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16944788-112935699614581546?l=jlbickler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/feeds/112935699614581546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16944788&amp;postID=112935699614581546' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/112935699614581546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16944788/posts/default/112935699614581546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jlbickler.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_112935699614581546.html' title=''/><author><name>Jimmy Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09475390615313127695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o295/Bickler3/jim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16944788.post-112935582676869147</id><published>2005-10-14T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T22:57:06.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7674/1621/1600/dressed_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; 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