<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19708146</id><updated>2009-02-20T19:46:52.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Road</title><subtitle type='html'>Don't walk beside me I may not follow..&lt;p&gt;
Don't walk behind me I may not lead..&lt;p&gt;
Just walk beside me and be my friend..&lt;p&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjslongroad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19708146/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjslongroad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18326230829608033266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19708146.post-115129002992121822</id><published>2006-06-25T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:47:09.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tornadostream.com/huVPlayer2.3.swf?userID=rt2132855728" quality="high" menu="false" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="'320'" height="'100'" align="center" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="320" bgcolor="black" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tornadostream.com" target="_blank" style="color:FF6600; font-size:7pt; font-family:arial;"&gt;Add myBlogTunes to your site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19708146-115129002992121822?l=jjslongroad.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjslongroad.blogspot.com/feeds/115129002992121822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19708146&amp;postID=115129002992121822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19708146/posts/default/115129002992121822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19708146/posts/default/115129002992121822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjslongroad.blogspot.com/2006/06/add-myblogtunes-to-your-si_115129002992121822.html' title=''/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18326230829608033266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07370669631436831665'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19708146.post-114375265024585645</id><published>2006-03-30T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T13:04:10.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three months ... My how the time flies</title><content type='html'>I just realized looking back that it has been nearly 3 months since I have posted to this blog. When I started it I had plans to use it often but as with all things life got in the way.  I have to ask myself what was I so busy doing that I couldn't take the time to stop and write a few lines on what was going on?  Was I busy or just lazy? Did I assume that no one was reading so why bother? And if no one is reading it does that really matter? This was supposed to be for me, wasn't it? A way for me to take a step back and reflect. I hope to keep this blog more update from now on.. Maybe I will find some answers, answers to these questions.. and all the other ones that pop up along the way down the long road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6574/1955/1600/Charles-Burchfield-Road-and-Sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6574/1955/320/Charles-Burchfield-Road-and-Sky.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveller, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and having perhaps the better claim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though as for that, the passing there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had worn them really about the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in leaves no feet had trodden black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less travelled by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that has made all the difference&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19708146-114375265024585645?l=jjslongroad.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjslongroad.blogspot.com/feeds/114375265024585645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19708146&amp;postID=114375265024585645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19708146/posts/default/114375265024585645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19708146/posts/default/114375265024585645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjslongroad.blogspot.com/2006/03/three-months-my-how-time-flies.html' title='Three months ... My how the time flies'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18326230829608033266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07370669631436831665'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19708146.post-113477132691015561</id><published>2005-12-16T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T14:15:26.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piles of Leaves.... Where did Fall Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As the Snow comes it makes me wish that Fall had stuck around just a little bit longer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was a great day we all had this fall..Who knew playing in the leaves could be this much fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6574/1955/1600/DSCF0904.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6574/1955/320/DSCF0904.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;                                                            Christian Is Buried..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6574/1955/1600/DSCF0926.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6574/1955/200/DSCF0926.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                                                   &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Christian In His Bed Of Leaves......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6574/1955/1600/DSCF0924.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6574/1955/200/DSCF0924.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Mike Falls Down.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6574/1955/1600/DSCF0935.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 149px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6574/1955/200/DSCF0935.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Me With Leaves In My Hair....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19708146-113477132691015561?l=jjslongroad.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjslongroad.blogspot.com/feeds/113477132691015561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19708146&amp;postID=113477132691015561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19708146/posts/default/113477132691015561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19708146/posts/default/113477132691015561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjslongroad.blogspot.com/2005/12/piles-of-leaves-where-did-fall-go.html' title='Piles of Leaves.... Where did Fall Go'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18326230829608033266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07370669631436831665'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19708146.post-113451632196755219</id><published>2005-12-13T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T19:20:30.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stanley Tookie William's Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6574/1955/1600/tookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6574/1955/320/tookie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not seeking to envoke a huge debate on the death penalty. It is easy to take a stance against an&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; idea&lt;/span&gt; one way or the other. I am looking beyond that. Looking to the person.. The person that was strapped down, the person that was killed... We see a shining example of rehabilitation. If a man convicted of murder and the leader of a gang can 20 years later live his life in opposition to all that he was convicted of .. How is that not rehabilitation. How can we ever hope to obtain understanding by living by the philoshophy once a murderer always a murderer. What is the incentive for those convicted of crimes to change if they will never be more than the deeds they have done. I don't believe that Stanley Williams death will lower the rate of deaths in our country..I don't believe that vegence brings any one back nor ultimatley heals the soul of those left behind.. I don't believe that a man dedicated to peace deserved to die for a crime 20 years past.. I don't believe in the death penalty and the cycle of violence that it perpatrates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.sanfranciscosentinel.com/news_in_brief/tookie_williams_vigil_051213.shtml"&gt;SanFranciscoSentinel.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;: "'You were standing at the four-way intersection between predictability and cowardliness, and where the streets meet between bravery and vision, you chose poorly. You did what George W. would do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best quote I have seen in response to the decisions made in this case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19708146-113451632196755219?l=jjslongroad.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jjslongroad.blogspot.com/feeds/113451632196755219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19708146&amp;postID=113451632196755219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19708146/posts/default/113451632196755219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19708146/posts/default/113451632196755219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jjslongroad.blogspot.com/2005/12/stanley-tookie-williams-death.html' title='Stanley Tookie William&apos;s Death'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18326230829608033266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07370669631436831665'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>