<?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-8916482493321849601</id><updated>2012-02-15T08:56:34.850-07:00</updated><category term='Cars'/><category term='Week End'/><category term='Colton Ford'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Road Trip'/><category term='Jared Polis'/><category term='1989'/><category term='Proposition 8'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='towels'/><category term='Puma'/><category term='Steve in the kitchen'/><category term='Cheesmen'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='growing up Steve'/><category term='IKEA'/><category term='Gay Waiter'/><category term='Gym Updates'/><category term='Video Blog'/><category term='Marilyn Musgrave'/><category term='Denver'/><category term='Day Off'/><category term='Haunted'/><category term='Home'/><category term='Around the house'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='work'/><category term='Blog Buddies'/><category term='Ron Moore'/><category term='Cher'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Doctor Who'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='Running'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Advent'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Dalton'/><category term='Scott from Obsessed'/><category term='boyfriends'/><category term='Mormons'/><category term='The Dog'/><category term='Fuzzy'/><category term='Birthday Steve'/><category term='Eating Out'/><category term='MLK'/><category term='photo op'/><category term='Blog Challenge'/><category term='Jocks'/><category term='Anglophile'/><category term='lesbians'/><category term='Varla Jean Merman'/><category term='iPhone'/><category term='Wack-job Mother'/><category term='Pac'/><category term='School Daze'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='Resolutions'/><category term='Morning'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='office lesbians'/><category term='Steve faux pas'/><category term='Cru&apos;de&apos;tet'/><category term='St. Valentine'/><category term='bunnies'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Dallas'/><category term='Football'/><category term='desktop Fridays'/><title type='text'>Nice to see StevieB</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>924</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1364449242178374990</id><published>2012-02-15T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T08:14:08.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jocks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puma'/><title type='text'>Just Keep Running</title><summary type='text'>
It happened for the first time. I got called young looking. 


Every once in a while I have an overwhelming urge that I want need new Puma running shoes. I found myself the other day needing a Puma fix, nothing serious, just a pair of running shoes to get me through the monotony of February. After ogling the Puma website I headed to Cherry Creek Mall for some serious shopping. 

My old pair of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1364449242178374990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1364449242178374990&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1364449242178374990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1364449242178374990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/02/just-keep-running.html' title='Just Keep Running'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lyuhh24_os4/TzvLOxNHzsI/AAAAAAAAB74/SFG2dumdBOA/s72-c/pisa2CAU9DQ44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1545785743987038643</id><published>2012-02-14T07:49:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T08:26:53.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Valentine'/><title type='text'>I Choo-Choo-Choose You!</title><summary type='text'>






</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1545785743987038643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1545785743987038643&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1545785743987038643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1545785743987038643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-choo-choo-choose-you.html' title='I Choo-Choo-Choose You!'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hftKad2Z844/Tzp0apNWaCI/AAAAAAAAB7k/TzkxxtybX8w/s72-c/I+choo-choo+choose+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-8415574773951744613</id><published>2012-02-13T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T17:35:41.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whitney and Emily</title><summary type='text'>I had one goal for the weekend. 

Write a five page essay for my American Literature class. This quest started with abandon when I jumped out of bed on Saturday morning texting an all-points bulletin to everyone I knew asking to go to breakfast. I would have a little pancake action, and then sit down to write five stunning pages on Angie Dickinson… or Emily…. I confuse the two all the time. 

My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/8415574773951744613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=8415574773951744613&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8415574773951744613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8415574773951744613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/02/whitney-and-emily.html' title='Whitney and Emily'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81fviMLhv5g/TzlCZKskITI/AAAAAAAAB7c/wuJGZ_tjh4o/s72-c/imagesCAXKFN65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-302203493418602511</id><published>2012-02-10T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T07:53:56.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mormons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up Steve'/><title type='text'>Justin Utley</title><summary type='text'>
Have you heard Justin Utley? 




Justin Utley

From his mission travels for the Mormon Church, Justin spent years involved in the Church's same sex attraction reprogramming or “conversion” therapy program. During this time, his life was as a Mormon singer and songwriter, touring America singing to mostly religious and faith-based audiences. 

Considering my own struggles with the Mormon Church </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/302203493418602511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=302203493418602511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/302203493418602511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/302203493418602511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/02/justin-utley.html' title='Justin Utley'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FZxF8ShVc6M/TzU1omlgC_I/AAAAAAAAB68/wsEOaqthg98/s72-c/imagesCAZI673E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-8504906110563951187</id><published>2012-02-08T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T08:14:47.543-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Ellen and JC Penney</title><summary type='text'>
I went shopping at JC Penney today. 

I guess didn’t realize that there was a store, literally, down the street from me. I wanted to say thank you to the department store for supporting Ellen DeGeneres and standing up to the campaign brought on by the angry conservative organization, One Million Moms in their attempt to have Ellen dropped as a spokesperson. 

Why this angry organization chose JC</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/8504906110563951187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=8504906110563951187&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8504906110563951187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8504906110563951187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/02/ellen-and-jc-penney.html' title='Ellen and JC Penney'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_3bZBpaDi5E/Tzko2EqbIuI/AAAAAAAAB7M/UVqzG28o8dQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-8772782836435828157</id><published>2012-02-06T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T09:52:24.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Snow Horse</title><summary type='text'>
When the television news announced, Thursday afternoon, that there was a massive storm heading towards the tri-county area, and that the storm front was to dump massive amounts of snow, I giggled with glee. Late Thursday night, I sat in Chili’s watching the snow began to fall. 


I really do love snow storms. The best part is when the television news shows “those crazy runners” out in Washington</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/8772782836435828157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=8772782836435828157&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8772782836435828157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8772782836435828157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/02/snow-horse.html' title='Snow Horse'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ya81F1LyS2k/TzAEaotmujI/AAAAAAAAB6M/xKp7OAuuYlQ/s72-c/running+in+snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-3501363486596178427</id><published>2012-02-02T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T13:52:50.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve faux pas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up Steve'/><title type='text'>Escape from Boys Town</title><summary type='text'>
I spent most of yesterday working at my remote office. Meaning, I spent the day shopping for Puma branded items at the coffee shop on 9th and Downing Street. 

At some point, when I was lost in a world of trail running performance shoes a gentleman named Don walked up to me to strike up a conversation. Although, I know Don very well he started the conversation the way he always does, “I can’t </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/3501363486596178427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=3501363486596178427&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3501363486596178427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3501363486596178427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/02/escape-from-boys-town.html' title='Escape from Boys Town'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NhA_ZK9OMi0/Tyr3hh1mVLI/AAAAAAAAB6E/v1AaosP02ck/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1936602523333450615</id><published>2012-01-31T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T09:26:49.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gym Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Buddies'/><title type='text'>Dream of P90X</title><summary type='text'>
“Come on! Do it with me! We can totally do it together and no one will know. We’ll share the pain. “



Somehow I had fallen asleep during the afternoon. I usually don’t nap, can’t nap actually; however, on this lazy day I managed to fall asleep fully clothed in the middle of the bed. Stretched out like a swastika. What I was not aware of, at the time, was that I had fallen asleep to a never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1936602523333450615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1936602523333450615&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1936602523333450615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1936602523333450615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/dream-of-p90x.html' title='Dream of P90X'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oI4B50gxdQ0/TygFYJnD9CI/AAAAAAAAB5c/gsg9f1bITjw/s72-c/imagesCAPCS366.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-7105449451956993817</id><published>2012-01-30T10:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T10:32:16.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday Steve'/><title type='text'>Weekend Wrap-up</title><summary type='text'>

My Birthday weekend started out with a visit to my favorite breakfast restaurant to load up on carbs and gravy.    





The carbs were needed for the marathon tour of three amazing museums. 











At the Museum of Contemporary Art, a cushion called me fat. 





After an amazing day out with friends, I came home to find that Britain’s Queen had sent me yet another birthday present. It’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/7105449451956993817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=7105449451956993817&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7105449451956993817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7105449451956993817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/weekend-wrap-up.html' title='Weekend Wrap-up'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CS0RvU53zf8/TybLKRXOE-I/AAAAAAAAB4E/t-0yTZYeaOE/s72-c/bisq.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-2682035374901024368</id><published>2012-01-28T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T07:00:06.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday Steve'/><title type='text'>Le StevieB</title><summary type='text'>
Birthdays for me have been a day to live if I was on another continent. This is one reason I drag my friends to the same restaurant every year. Every year on my big day I eat my birthday dinner at the same French restaurant in Denver, Colorado. The restaurant itself holds amazing memories going back to my childhood.




Back in the 80’s my family would drive by this Downtown restaurant. I would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/2682035374901024368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=2682035374901024368&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2682035374901024368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2682035374901024368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/le-stevieb.html' title='Le StevieB'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g1lfrMzIzp4/TyL7I80y9PI/AAAAAAAAB38/g3aqlWCrjCw/s72-c/Le+Central.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-8713044777622193206</id><published>2012-01-27T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T08:06:07.731-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday Steve'/><title type='text'>"Patience, Grasshopper"</title><summary type='text'>
I’m trying to be very Zen about the growing stack of boxes on the dining room table. The Femail Man came to drop a new one everyday for the last three days. They sit there, mocking me. They are soldiers awaiting the battle. A battle they will lose tomorrow. When their spilled guts will be my birthday presents. I can barely walk by them, unable to make it through the dining room without their low</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/8713044777622193206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=8713044777622193206&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8713044777622193206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8713044777622193206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/patience-grasshopper.html' title='&quot;Patience, Grasshopper&quot;'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GNSLhFKK1XY/TyK8hkvyPBI/AAAAAAAAB30/htlE_IvnXFg/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-4759036294625284745</id><published>2012-01-26T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T09:32:10.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Daze'/><title type='text'>My Personal Essay</title><summary type='text'>
I’m becoming a real college student. Well, returning to my old college ways. I completely forgot to do my homework, due tonight, until this morning. Read three chapters on “Writing a Personal Essay.” 





Just look at that hat! Is 
that not just the 
sexiest looking thing. 
Man, I love that hat.

I believe that learning how to write a personal essay will benefit me in some way… maybe it will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/4759036294625284745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=4759036294625284745&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4759036294625284745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4759036294625284745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-personal-essay.html' title='My Personal Essay'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gvxHD_rGGZc/TyF-EQNXi1I/AAAAAAAAB3c/4miv8K9Lc_g/s72-c/imagesCAR3C64Q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-6324131106420666385</id><published>2012-01-25T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T08:16:34.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday Steve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up Steve'/><title type='text'>The Big 40</title><summary type='text'>
On this coming Saturday I will turn forty. I am honestly thinking nothing of it. Well, about the age thing anyway as I always revel in my birthday. For me it’s a day of luxury, to indulge in boisterous festivities. 

Since this year the big day will fall on a Saturday, my adventurous day ‘bout town can be shared with friends. We will make the annual pilgrimage to my favorite Cajun style </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/6324131106420666385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=6324131106420666385&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/6324131106420666385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/6324131106420666385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/big-40.html' title='The Big 40'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pykFkZY9pA/TyAbbLIezcI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/uQdV6vYSl34/s72-c/1988.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-2113911855299423123</id><published>2012-01-23T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T08:58:00.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gym Updates'/><title type='text'>Gymuary</title><summary type='text'>
We are past the mid-point of Gymuary. The newness of going to the gym has worn off and this week begins the tipping-point where it’s easy to teeter on dedication. The gym shoes may be forgotten in the trunk/boot of the car and instead of coming to the gym, something “more important” maybe thought up as an excuse to not put these new cross trainers on and hit the gym’s rubberized floor. 



For </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/2113911855299423123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=2113911855299423123&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2113911855299423123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2113911855299423123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/gymuary.html' title='Gymuary'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IK1NYhxHFx4/Tx2CqkivzUI/AAAAAAAAB1g/oI81yXJyPXg/s72-c/gymbuddy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-6645199869677866162</id><published>2012-01-20T11:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T11:15:08.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve faux pas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up Steve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriends'/><title type='text'>Tina Louise will Never Forget Saab</title><summary type='text'>
Saab Automotive has declared bankruptcy. Those selfish Swedish jerks. What are upper-middle class gay Homos going to drive now? 

There was a time when you would walk down Cedar Spring Avenue in Dallas, Texas and you would find the streets lined with Saab Convertibles. Row after row of boxy, vapor-locking convertibles. The running joke at that time was the easiest place to pick-up a sun tanned </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/6645199869677866162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=6645199869677866162&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/6645199869677866162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/6645199869677866162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/tina-louise-will-never-forget-saab.html' title='Tina Louise will Never Forget Saab'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u81FvwJ2tUg/TxmteNG8WiI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/WE5AMMwqIvo/s72-c/saab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-4194548178010949905</id><published>2012-01-18T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T08:35:55.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Working (or not) From Home</title><summary type='text'>
I believe that I need to be wholly done with working from home. No, not that my job is going anywhere, it’s just that I might just have reached the end of my rope with the “home office” thing. When the bosses announced that they were closing the company’s local office and setting everyone up to work from their homes, I applauded the decision. That was June. Now I find myself stir crazy to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/4194548178010949905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=4194548178010949905&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4194548178010949905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4194548178010949905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/working-or-not-from-home.html' title='Working (or not) From Home'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FMJ8VVIuTVQ/TxbmaSfWfKI/AAAAAAAAB1M/yX2uBy9A60M/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-6597981185866821477</id><published>2012-01-16T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T08:38:15.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MLK'/><title type='text'>Martin Luther King Day</title><summary type='text'>
Today we celebrate Martin Luther King Day here in the US. 


Today is actually my favorite Federal Holiday. This is because of all the bank observed holidays on the calendar, MLK day is one that I can actually connect with. Maybe it’s just because Dr. King was more recent in our collective experience. His ideas and concepts were filmed; two clicks and you can hear his own voice echo through </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/6597981185866821477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=6597981185866821477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/6597981185866821477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/6597981185866821477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/martin-luther-king-day.html' title='Martin Luther King Day'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DeBXBfLfW1A/TxRC0wKNN0I/AAAAAAAAB1E/mXcH3QaSd6c/s72-c/imagesCAEH22AQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-5172031781474640365</id><published>2012-01-10T09:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T09:59:58.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Road to the White House '12</title><summary type='text'>
On the main street of my town sits a diner. This diner is small breakfast themed Inn that decided to update its decor by installing flat panel televisions upon every wall. Apparently the televisions only receive sports and news channels. As I work from home, this diner has turned into my morning break room. A morning break room that is now only filled with politics. 




As I sip on my coffee in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/5172031781474640365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=5172031781474640365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5172031781474640365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5172031781474640365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/road-to-white-house-12.html' title='Road to the White House &apos;12'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pesOJu2KHJY/TwxttoRRM-I/AAAAAAAAB08/vTr2SWUoNFg/s72-c/imagesCADCVV1I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-3047581165840336088</id><published>2012-01-09T08:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T08:12:51.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheesmen'/><title type='text'>January</title><summary type='text'>
The first week in the New Year seems to bring a strange time. The holidays are over, and the wasted day of destroying the house in your hung-over attempt to un-decorate, has given you a home clean of glitter and sparkle. I am always happy that the trappings of the holiday have been swept away, giving back valuable floor space and clean counter tops. Life is suddenly is free of Christmas tree </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/3047581165840336088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=3047581165840336088&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3047581165840336088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3047581165840336088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/january.html' title='January'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MczNKkn4a10/TwsDwDXETVI/AAAAAAAAB0c/d46YplQmKJE/s72-c/denver-snow-010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1269309787212613524</id><published>2012-01-06T08:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T17:39:33.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Daze'/><title type='text'>Back To School</title><summary type='text'>
The best part of turning forty in twenty-two days, yet being a college student, is that you can roll out of bed to go meet with your college advisor and still be the best dressed person in the school's administration office. Clearly, it was wear your dirty sweats to school day. 

As I sat waiting to speak to an advisor, I realized that the sweatpants were all on incredibly hot lads also there to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1269309787212613524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1269309787212613524&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1269309787212613524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1269309787212613524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jTpkJ08_A5M/TwdCYUWAtuI/AAAAAAAAB0U/Q7_NY5yDcpM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-8699133025927721317</id><published>2012-01-04T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T11:18:15.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolutions'/><title type='text'>Resolutions 2012</title><summary type='text'>
I am a man of complete and sometimes all consuming ritual. I do seek out change in my world and I am always up for new adventures, yet when it comes to little daily tasks I grumble when my path is changed. Part of my ritual surrounding the New Year is making New Year’s Resolutions. I believe that most people half-heartedly say they make resolutions; however, commitment to these is as solid as my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/8699133025927721317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=8699133025927721317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8699133025927721317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8699133025927721317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/resolutions-2012.html' title='Resolutions 2012'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1942230471243643939</id><published>2012-01-02T09:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T09:19:50.803-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Let's Go 2012</title><summary type='text'>
I ushered in 2012 by sitting in a hot tub under the stars, high in the Rocky Mountains with several friendly and gracious bearded gentlemen. 




Let's go!


I would urge anyone who gets invited to a New Year’s Eve party held in a mountain cabin far away from civilization to definitely accept the invitation and attend. Without the constant light pollution from the city the stars gleamed brightly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1942230471243643939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1942230471243643939&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1942230471243643939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1942230471243643939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2012/01/lets-go-2012.html' title='Let&apos;s Go 2012'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xLEojL6Izbs/TwHYBtx402I/AAAAAAAAB0M/dofQ81_tg-s/s72-c/Picture.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-435089722957661553</id><published>2011-12-28T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T10:46:11.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tebow Beard</title><summary type='text'>
“Yer [sic] sporting a Tebow there!” Said the fifty year old man sporting the dice themed Hawaiian shirt behind me in line at the coffee counter. 

The “high-roller” was pointing to my beard, sans a moustache. As I turned to the cashier and handed her my debit card “No! I’m Amish.” I said this in a huff; the gentlemen stammered not knowing what to say to someone of the Amish faith. Drinking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/435089722957661553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=435089722957661553&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/435089722957661553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/435089722957661553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/12/tebow-beard.html' title='The Tebow Beard'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8dmsfYYwUi4/TvtTmLDOP5I/AAAAAAAABz0/w-2bJXMhrQo/s72-c/ccc26c16e8c91e84fa7fd3d59917431c811acf0a_r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-3169442556457326797</id><published>2011-12-24T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T08:39:00.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Evie</title><summary type='text'>
It's time for our annual message from Evie Harris. 








Merry Christmas, Mary.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/3169442556457326797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=3169442556457326797&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3169442556457326797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3169442556457326797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-evie.html' title='Christmas Evie'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ntanWE43FS0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-7481305101005650860</id><published>2011-12-20T10:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T10:46:47.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ron Moore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Ron Moore</title><summary type='text'>
This morning I got to the point where if one more person wished me a Merry Christmas I was going to force feed my garland down their throat. Then, out of the ether I received this comment on a blog post I did at Christmas time in ’08. It was about my memory of Ron Moore, a gentleman I dated back in the Middle Paleolithic period. Reading this comment and my post reset my mid-December priorities. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/7481305101005650860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=7481305101005650860&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7481305101005650860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7481305101005650860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/12/ron-moore.html' title='Ron Moore'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-46GP-q1rY8s/TvDIn8cLheI/AAAAAAAABzA/FMO8O2Ap7ZI/s72-c/RonMoore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-4910387319879842123</id><published>2011-12-19T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T09:34:04.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>RT</title><summary type='text'>
When two men decide to share their lives together they have to remember that when it’s all said and done, they are men. And men have needs. 



Every gay couple must have “the talk” to discuss the level of boundaries that they are going to allow in the relationship. Whether they base their relationship on monogamy, some level of quiet openness, play only as a couple, or totally open. They say </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/4910387319879842123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=4910387319879842123&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4910387319879842123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4910387319879842123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/12/rt.html' title='RT'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o5RBj9n9vRM/Tu9lrIYWeZI/AAAAAAAAByw/YEtYF86yEJ0/s72-c/2009_dodge_challenger_rt_classic_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1968835463951296546</id><published>2011-12-14T11:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T11:27:25.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve faux pas'/><title type='text'>The Yellow Rose of Dickinson</title><summary type='text'>
I really didn’t sleep at all last night. I was up worrying about a blog bud and his choices. It’s funny how cyber-friends work. You chat on line, interact almost daily, yet you never really meet the person. When they go through a hard time you want to jump in and help, even if it’s just a hug or a smile. Then you remember that they live on the other side of the planet. 

When my brain is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1968835463951296546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1968835463951296546&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1968835463951296546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1968835463951296546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/12/yellow-rose-of-dickinson.html' title='The Yellow Rose of Dickinson'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9oTCWwlUNzc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-9064321477639414204</id><published>2011-12-12T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T13:42:18.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheesmen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>StevieB. On Ice</title><summary type='text'>
Yesterday morning I was psyched about getting to go for a run. 


The morning temperature was in the teens, and I found the running paths were completely covered with ice and snow. This was like Christmas to me, I love being out in freezing weather. I layered up my gear and switched to the knobby running shoes for off road, inserted my ear buds under two layers of cap and ear protectors. I set </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/9064321477639414204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=9064321477639414204&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/9064321477639414204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/9064321477639414204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/12/stevieb-on-ice.html' title='StevieB. On Ice'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uQmu3aOXzO8/TuZnCkBMKeI/AAAAAAAAByk/i5La6SSeVCs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-8641198097336081985</id><published>2011-12-11T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T07:54:15.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>December 11</title><summary type='text'>



Thanks to Jerrod for this. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/8641198097336081985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=8641198097336081985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8641198097336081985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8641198097336081985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-11th.html' title='December 11'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2lCnP8_L810/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-373329880466877222</id><published>2011-12-10T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T06:27:00.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desktop Fridays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>December 10</title><summary type='text'>
On the tenth day of December...








 

 

 

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It’s time to open the little door mark “nine” on your advent calendars. 

Yesterday was the last day of class before the holiday break. I feel relieved to have my tests done, yet strange to not have the structure of school. I’m not great with changes in my habitrail. I might go stir-crazy until spring class starts. All that time spent at my gay coffee house without chapters to read. Torture. 


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Today is finals day.


I have two papers due and several major tests to take. As you might guess I was up late studying last night.  I was up into the wee hours re-reading the implications of Martin Luther on the Scientific Revolution and his stance on intransitive verbs. Maybe the intransitive and transitive verbs are for my creative writing class. It’s all a blur. 



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I wrote a somewhat innocent blog post back on the 21 of July, 2009. This particular day I had watched the pilot for the TV show Obsessed on the A&amp;E channel. The post was how I was obsessed with the first storyline, “Scott” an incredibility hunky germaphobe dealing with mysophobia, a pathological fear of contamination and germs, and how the phobia was overcome by therapy. 



Observe the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/5961023438062593463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=5961023438062593463&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5961023438062593463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5961023438062593463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/12/obsessed-with-scott-from-obsessed-still.html' title='Obsessed with Scott From Obsessed: Still'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Srd7pc_CZCk/Tt_fyPl0UpI/AAAAAAAAByE/bCyPs9VFtMk/s72-c/Scott+from+TV%2527s+Obsessed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1645393309438244458</id><published>2011-12-06T09:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:02:16.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Flock Me</title><summary type='text'>
On the sixth day of December…



The temperature plummeted to negative ten last night. I figured that this would be the ideal environment to march through the wilderness and chop down a Christmas tree. Nothing will break my lack of Christmas spirit then relentlessly tracking down an innocent tree and cutting it down in its prime. 



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Ahh, December 5th. It’s time to gather around and listen to Uncle Steve’s annual Christmas rant…..

WHAT THE F*#K DO PENGUINS HAVE TO DO WITH CHRISTMAS!?!?


Have you seen the inflatable, glowing Christmas crap that everyone displays on their front lawns? Big billowing snowmen, elves, and insidiously happy penguins. Seriously, What the heck to penguins have to do with Christmas?



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December 4th. 



I discovered a new high last year. It was late in the season, so this year I get all winter to enjoy my new fetish. Running in snow and twenty degree temperatures.  



I finding it a great way to gently ease into December.  Since my running path takes me next to the Denver Botanic Gardens I can enjoy the twinkling lights in the snow... 







The bundling in layers; however,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/771238546259831026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=771238546259831026&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/771238546259831026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/771238546259831026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/12/snow-running.html' title='Snow Running'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BG2ULBpNaT8/TtvqGG1vsTI/AAAAAAAABxE/XoRdwVh17cY/s72-c/securedownload.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1136893597762069438</id><published>2011-12-03T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T15:01:47.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Snow</title><summary type='text'>
December 3rd

Snow has started to fall in its robust attempt to make December look like December. It did a good job.  



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December 2nd


I’ve always been gung-ho about Christmas. Way before Thanksgiving I’m warming up the staple gun, ready for the outside lights to be pulled from the garage and installed above the inflatable snowman on the front porch. Stopping myself from bugging everyone around me about when their trees are going to be installed in their living rooms. 

This year I’m struggling. For the first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/8009333145372129800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=8009333145372129800&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8009333145372129800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8009333145372129800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/12/bah-humbug.html' title='Bah, Humbug!'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-446681737621806495</id><published>2011-12-01T08:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T07:52:18.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Perchance to Dream… of a Datsun</title><summary type='text'>
Is it December already? Time to start flapping open your advent calendars. 


If I were a better blogger I’d start advent blogging, every day open another blog counting down to Christmas. Am I that dedicated? Let’s find out. 

December first.



It appears that dreaming about Datsuns is all the rage, since Christopher over at his M. Monologues (NSFW) dreamed about me driving my old Datsun truck </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/446681737621806495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=446681737621806495&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/446681737621806495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/446681737621806495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/12/perchance-to-dream-of-datsun.html' title='Perchance to Dream… of a Datsun'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AhCR2ezVs7U/TteZfUGixqI/AAAAAAAABws/ToYj9vNSvbg/s72-c/spread_ad_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-4164397293142165072</id><published>2011-11-29T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T11:25:14.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve in the kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the house'/><title type='text'>Tukey Sam-wich</title><summary type='text'>

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Man I love Turkey sandwiches. It just might be better than actual Thanksgiving to me. 






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Pulling out the endless supply of brightly colored Tupperware filled with yumminess. Heaven. 
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/4164397293142165072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=4164397293142165072&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4164397293142165072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4164397293142165072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/11/tukey-sam-wich.html' title='Tukey Sam-wich'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0cSxUIPVd7Q/TtUhOIB9N_I/AAAAAAAABwk/Bj8nHBmBWjs/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-3798224193442498550</id><published>2011-11-28T07:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T07:47:50.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Blues</title><summary type='text'>
Oh, Thanksgiving.



As much as I love the four-day foodathon, I’m glad to be back at my desk. In stretchy pants. Our bear Thanksgiving meal, sans any kind of pants turned more respectable upon the invitation of girls. It was not lost though because they were girls with bottles of wine, so it worked out. It turned out that I was lucky I was fully clothed, two hours into cooking the turkey we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/3798224193442498550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=3798224193442498550&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3798224193442498550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3798224193442498550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/11/turkey-blues.html' title='Turkey Blues'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMviMytUCOQ/TtOeLwNbJJI/AAAAAAAABwU/mYpkZh8QXSA/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1696663672419598688</id><published>2011-11-21T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T07:56:05.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wack-job Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IKEA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Off'/><title type='text'>Turkey Week</title><summary type='text'>
It is American Thanksgiving week. 

I am actually a little bummed because school is on “Fall Break,” meaning that I don’t have classes this week. Am I the only nerd that likes to go to class? I guess so. Last Thursday the professor, the one who said you can get AIDS from a soda can, announced that he doesn’t really want to grade anything, so he’s going to just divide up everyone who showed up to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1696663672419598688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1696663672419598688&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1696663672419598688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1696663672419598688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/11/turkey-week.html' title='Turkey Week'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-4185722355939236303</id><published>2011-11-17T11:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T11:36:57.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up Steve'/><title type='text'>My Prestigious Award</title><summary type='text'>
I believe that I’ve finally found a person to cut my hair that I actually like. 


I have a tendency to get my hair cut and then swear it’s the worst one yet. This is probably due to the fact that I hate to get my hair cut in the first place. Sitting still in a chair listing to some hair stylist drone on about their car troubles and the price of sweaters. It seems so girly to get your hair cut, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/4185722355939236303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=4185722355939236303&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4185722355939236303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4185722355939236303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-prestigious-award.html' title='My Prestigious Award'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2GhriK0bUr0/TsVTyEEmWvI/AAAAAAAABwI/VHkZ-v9a0Hg/s72-c/Picture016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-5918442808461087982</id><published>2011-11-14T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T09:46:48.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuzzy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the house'/><title type='text'>Raw Chinese Chicken</title><summary type='text'>
Sometimes I’m afraid that someone will break into the house and rub raw chicken on stuff. 


Last night, the Homosexual-Lifetime-Companion-Partner and I finally arrived home from our Sunday adventures. Me, I was at my coffee shop exploring he wonderful and wacky world of Martin Luther, he was roaming the countryside with his homies. Around eight, with our guts rumbling, we sought out food. This </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/5918442808461087982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=5918442808461087982&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5918442808461087982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5918442808461087982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/11/raw-chinese-chicken.html' title='Raw Chinese Chicken'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CgeW75YCnsE/TsFFUPCC7jI/AAAAAAAABwA/hZcpYjX8nvE/s72-c/imagesCAIX6SG0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-8742557678277971599</id><published>2011-11-11T14:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:38:58.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><title type='text'>The Linen Anniversary</title><summary type='text'>







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Today is
11.11.11



This marks
an anniversary for me. 



Today marks
four years of endlessly rambling about the common Homosexual in its natural
environment. Can you believe we have been coming together </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/8742557678277971599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=8742557678277971599&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8742557678277971599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8742557678277971599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/11/linen-anniversary.html' title='The Linen Anniversary'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OS2dJPuR5aM/Tr2VrtQT4GI/AAAAAAAABv4/GK3Myv8d6f8/s72-c/aaaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-445721307029723865</id><published>2011-11-10T10:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T08:39:02.621-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve faux pas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MLK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Stevie B's Big Day</title><summary type='text'>
I love a surprise day off from work. 


All Federal Holidays for the US are posted, years in advance, for anyone to review. Whole branches of the Government, countless companies, banks, and intuitions plan their schedules off this master list. 

Speaking on a conference call today, I proposed a plan for tomorrow. Giggles ensued. A common mistake by me, forgetting days off until I’m reminded. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/445721307029723865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=445721307029723865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/445721307029723865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/445721307029723865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/11/stevie-bs-big-day.html' title='Stevie B&apos;s Big Day'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-725066280523563851</id><published>2011-11-08T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T09:44:25.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Buddies'/><title type='text'>How many Loads have you Taken?</title><summary type='text'>
Thanks to Mike at Mike -n- the Mechanics  for turning me on to Doug Repetti's YouTube page and this....

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/725066280523563851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=725066280523563851&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/725066280523563851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/725066280523563851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-many-loads-have-you-taken.html' title='How many Loads have you Taken?'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xrhem0URrjw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1888123502239921966</id><published>2011-11-07T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T08:14:12.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the house'/><title type='text'>Bare Bear Thanksgiving</title><summary type='text'>
While watching the Bronco game yesterday, I might I purposed an all naked Thanksgiving. 


This fall, I have been included on an open invitation to go our local bear bar and hang out with a group of football aficionados. Sundays seem to be my homework day, so I mostly turn down the invite. Although this past weekend was packed with dining out among friends, spending Sunday Brunch at Pappadeauxs,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1888123502239921966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1888123502239921966&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1888123502239921966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1888123502239921966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/11/bare-bear-thanksgiving.html' title='Bare Bear Thanksgiving'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aFhZbOyoftU/Trf1XAsfWWI/AAAAAAAABvc/2Q30GV69SY8/s72-c/dchooi-thanksgiving-2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-5236264871369399037</id><published>2011-11-04T11:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T11:28:59.379-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mormons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the house'/><title type='text'>Home Delivery Mormons</title><summary type='text'>
A roving gang of Mormon missionaries went door to door today in my neighborhood. I videotaped my reaction when they came to my door. ..




God I look terrible in pig-tails. 
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/5236264871369399037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=5236264871369399037&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5236264871369399037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5236264871369399037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/11/home-delivery-mormons.html' title='Home Delivery Mormons'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_4Zn_HzENr0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-7081891393959904520</id><published>2011-11-03T10:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T10:36:19.110-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anglophile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriends'/><title type='text'>Luke Evans Breaks my Heart</title><summary type='text'>

I love Greek and Roman mythology. Upon hearing about the new film, Immortals being released this month I was counting down the days until the release. To top off the story of Roman gods at war with humanity, was the fact that Luke Evans, my pretend British boyfriend, was cast in the role of Zeus. 





I admired this actor’s ability to be honest with his life, even role model a successful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/7081891393959904520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=7081891393959904520&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7081891393959904520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7081891393959904520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/11/luke-evans-breaks-my-heart.html' title='Luke Evans Breaks my Heart'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1iTGUEXJE6I/TrLAkX9IjHI/AAAAAAAABuw/h20OzVI9YcU/s72-c/luke-evans2-190x125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-7915439758426040524</id><published>2011-11-02T08:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T08:37:07.747-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the house'/><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><summary type='text'>

We have a snow day today in my neck of the woods. I was actually surprised as the announcement of closing schools and local businesses scrolled across the bottom of the screen on this morning’s news. There seems to only be six inches of snow, back when I was a kid we’d have to march up hill to the school bus in two feet of snow. 
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My house this morning.

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Did I just make a statement about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/7915439758426040524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=7915439758426040524&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7915439758426040524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7915439758426040524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/11/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-reHkbs9mefA/TrFT916YXxI/AAAAAAAABuY/k1KVa_YVye8/s72-c/the-miraculous-snows-in-bart-gets-an-f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-3738107529172224853</id><published>2011-10-31T09:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T10:06:21.378-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Dog'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><summary type='text'>
It’s trick-or-treat time for the dog. This year Harley is going as a terrifying shark. Stay out of the treat isle. 


Da-dum. 

Da-dum. 

Dum-dum-dum-dum

Daddduda!








Here is Harley’s costumes from years past:


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2009



2008








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Apparently the dog is feeling better…

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/7103407118155273799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=7103407118155273799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7103407118155273799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7103407118155273799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/10/shar-better.html' title='Shar-Better'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pOhAmQuj8u8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-5124699722878984513</id><published>2011-10-26T20:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T11:02:46.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunnies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pac'/><title type='text'>Panda and Bunny</title><summary type='text'>
The next episode from the ongoing saga of Panda and Bunny.  See the first episode here. 

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A typical morning. Made coffee, then went for a morning walk around the neighborhood with the dog. It wasn’t until, back in the kitchen, I finished toasting English muffins I really woke up. Right about the time I placed the toaster into the refrigerator and the butter into the cabinet. 



My last mid-term paper/test is today. The studying and memorizing hasn’t been that bad. What had really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/7410398881727415668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=7410398881727415668&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7410398881727415668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7410398881727415668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/10/chicken-dog.html' title='Chicken Dog'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-12Pg7dyIf0Q/TqbK606GpbI/AAAAAAAABtY/eJUwD9lJd20/s72-c/179058_10150090515133163_640093162_6445416_5801156_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-7386652043135429477</id><published>2011-10-24T08:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T08:42:44.229-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the house'/><title type='text'>Lesbian Football</title><summary type='text'>
It was Lesbian Weekend here at the ol’ homestead. 


Not the trans-gendered lesbians from last summer, new sporty models. As all lesbians meet online and carry on relationships between different states, this couple was no different. The professional opera singer lives here in Colorado. With her parents. The parents would not approve of the high school football coach she’s seeing not only not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/7386652043135429477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=7386652043135429477&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7386652043135429477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7386652043135429477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/10/lesbian-football.html' title='Lesbian Football'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8EsjeUXJkA8/TqV36P98ITI/AAAAAAAABtQ/wobDPmMH2XI/s72-c/lesbian+vanity+plate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-8046836369748694121</id><published>2011-10-21T13:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T13:32:10.566-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desktop Fridays'/><title type='text'>Desk Top Friday</title><summary type='text'>


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/8046836369748694121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=8046836369748694121&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8046836369748694121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8046836369748694121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/10/desk-top-friday.html' title='Desk Top Friday'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x50vD7im-KQ/TqHIjafPUTI/AAAAAAAABtE/CG9lQHe_FLI/s72-c/tumblr_kvl12adh321qzun0bo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1369403987204144514</id><published>2011-10-19T08:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T20:10:56.232-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pac'/><title type='text'>Pac's Panda</title><summary type='text'>
Patrick over at Pac's Pad is under a massive amount of work stress this week. I thought I'd try to convey that amount by having a cuddly Panda dramatically interpret his last Blog post: 

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1369403987204144514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1369403987204144514&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1369403987204144514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1369403987204144514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/10/pacs-panda.html' title='Pac&apos;s Panda'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IrnsmAnk-Rw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-2297064331054221202</id><published>2011-10-18T08:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T08:44:41.102-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheesmen'/><title type='text'>Running With the Dead</title><summary type='text'>
I really need to run more. 


One of the best things about running is the ritual. I am a man powered by rituals. If I have the ability to incorporate a ritual, or Habitrail, into my life I’m more than happy to spend days memorizing and ingraining it into my small monkey brain. 

My running habitrail is early Sunday morning, lapping around Cheesman Park. I’m amazed how beautiful and quiet the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/2297064331054221202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=2297064331054221202&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2297064331054221202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2297064331054221202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/10/running-with-dead.html' title='Running With the Dead'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CWyA9uUtwl4/Tp2P98SI2gI/AAAAAAAABs8/BhcJRbiTyls/s72-c/Cheesman_Park_3_2_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-4527885448139839523</id><published>2011-10-13T10:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T10:11:43.822-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the house'/><title type='text'>Freezin' Steven</title><summary type='text'>

It was that time of year again. It seems that it comes faster every year. 

The time, once a year, when I winterize the house. Not the whole weather strip, drain garden hoses, and other manly pursuits of home maintenance. More like pulling the light comforter off the bed and bringing out the heavy down comforter from its Space Bag induced summer casket. 
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See?  Doesn’t this guy look </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/4527885448139839523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=4527885448139839523&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4527885448139839523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4527885448139839523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/10/freezin-steven.html' title='Freezin&apos; Steven'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r8ErUFhEfz8/TpcLr_iFCBI/AAAAAAAABs0/0cL3wjJMGm8/s72-c/imagesCAR0H9EA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-2002394759291662595</id><published>2011-10-12T11:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T10:12:05.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Daze'/><title type='text'>Study Aids</title><summary type='text'>
I have been spending every waking moment lately studying for mid-terms. “Wow, mid-terms already?” you ask. I know! 

I am having, lately, a huge problem with my western religions Professor. Not the class, I’m getting along swimmingly with western theology, It’s the fact that he’s a sixty-four year old dick bag. Yesterday he was drinking a soda in class as he discussed the Cluniac reforms of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/2002394759291662595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=2002394759291662595&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2002394759291662595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2002394759291662595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/10/study-aids.html' title='Study Aids'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZsR3EJlK6s/TpXIB9L1m4I/AAAAAAAABsc/vrlW_fzV9Sk/s72-c/calvin_tough-question-exam.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-3443855400150830068</id><published>2011-10-06T08:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T08:59:40.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve faux pas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gym Updates'/><title type='text'>Marching on the Appian Way</title><summary type='text'>
When I lived in Dallas, I rented a house on Appian Way. It wasn’t the Appian Way, just a close reproduction, sans the whimsy.  It was a tiny stone house that backed up to a creek. It was amazingly quiet, as it was just me and my roommate. 

I wasn’t ever formally introduced to my roommate, he was a shifty character. Mostly he would stand at the end of the hall, late at night. Tall, dark and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/3443855400150830068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=3443855400150830068&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3443855400150830068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3443855400150830068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/10/marching-on-appian-way.html' title='Marching on the Appian Way'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T5qjd5gH7dw/To2z7gWFFzI/AAAAAAAABsY/LimHvn8E9Bc/s72-c/LR3594113-27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-4037046369897546703</id><published>2011-10-04T05:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T05:35:00.059-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve faux pas'/><title type='text'>Sometimes You're the Balloon...</title><summary type='text'>
I'm having one of those days...


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/4037046369897546703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=4037046369897546703&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4037046369897546703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4037046369897546703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/10/sometimes-youre-balloon.html' title='Sometimes You&apos;re the Balloon...'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Fpc5vgi9zbM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-6586195091252356415</id><published>2011-10-03T09:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T10:12:28.757-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the house'/><title type='text'>Dining Room</title><summary type='text'>
It took the entire day. From 10a.m. to midnight, but I finally have my gay boy dream. A new dining room. 


Around 10 in the morning we hitched up a U-Haul trailer and headed towards the blue and yellow of gay Mecca. IKEA. Home of flat packed fabulous. 



Already aware exactly what we wanted, the plan was to get some breakfast at the IKEA KAFE, write down the numbers using their tiny golf </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/6586195091252356415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=6586195091252356415&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/6586195091252356415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/6586195091252356415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/10/dining-room.html' title='Dining Room'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ENBnZUASvjI/TonNI9RPYfI/AAAAAAAABsQ/wJ9D7vIXwRw/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-5323138646683651306</id><published>2011-09-29T09:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T12:01:45.022-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware the Aberzombies</title><summary type='text'>
You learn life lessons no matter where you are. 


My friend Tom just retired from twenty years in the Army. He has a wife and two kids. I met Tom, with his wife first through an event at church, then at their first gay pride parade. It was his first gay event other then bars and T-rooms. I wrote about it here. 

The other night I was kicking back some beers with Tom, his wife, and his wife’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/5323138646683651306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=5323138646683651306&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5323138646683651306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5323138646683651306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/09/beware-aberzombies.html' title='Beware the Aberzombies'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-4779260686781818368</id><published>2011-09-26T08:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T08:48:04.908-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve faux pas'/><title type='text'>Cheesy Goodness</title><summary type='text'>
Yesterday was spent with my nose in a lap-top and my head in the fourth century. 


Well from eight to two, anyway. After attending a five year old’s birthday party, by eight pm I was spent. Through, tired. Nothing was going to move me from my couch. Not even an invite to go to an impromptu BBQ with the gay street bikers and their amazing assortment of over the top, exotic side salads or their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/4779260686781818368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=4779260686781818368&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4779260686781818368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4779260686781818368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheesy-goodness.html' title='Cheesy Goodness'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CFwaxbfBtU0/ToCNWAf6VwI/AAAAAAAABsE/nJX0bkSsO0A/s72-c/AAAAC7IofjAAAAAAAH1nEw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-6776139727854165909</id><published>2011-09-22T08:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T09:27:51.279-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Daze'/><title type='text'>﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿Alexander the Great</title><summary type='text'>
My whole week has been consumed by Alexander the Great. 


I have a ten page paper due in seven days, comparing Alexander’s campaign of conquering new territory for the propose of empire building to the founding of our modern government. Yet, I’m more intrigued by his sex life. 

I eat this history stuff up, yet I’m having an ongoing issue with the Professor teaching this class. Here’s an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/6776139727854165909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=6776139727854165909&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/6776139727854165909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/6776139727854165909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/09/alexander-great.html' title='﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿Alexander the Great'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UGqMZWF-jXc/TntK2be8dJI/AAAAAAAABrc/26wig_g_Wcw/s72-c/Alexander-the-Great-Statue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-3027757330049569696</id><published>2011-09-20T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T07:00:22.726-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Blog'/><title type='text'>Steve in a Vacuum</title><summary type='text'>

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/3027757330049569696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=3027757330049569696&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3027757330049569696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3027757330049569696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/09/steve-in-vacuum.html' title='Steve in a Vacuum'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/K8_e6KS2qXw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-8332410899574454950</id><published>2011-09-19T10:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T10:49:04.192-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dalton'/><title type='text'>Last Blog Challange Question</title><summary type='text'>
I have finally made it to the very last question in the sixty-four blog challenge. It only took me six months, but we’ve come to the last question. And the toughest question:

The last thing that made you cry.

This is tough because it takes quite a lot to make me cry. The last thing that put me into tears was writing about my toughest choice question on Marches blog challenge FIVE DEGREES. You </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/8332410899574454950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=8332410899574454950&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8332410899574454950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8332410899574454950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/09/last-blog-challange-question.html' title='Last Blog Challange Question'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-2469149707901578145</id><published>2011-09-16T09:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T09:08:01.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BIKE Shorts</title><summary type='text'>
I’ve started to work out at my school’s gym on the days I have class. I find that during that time of day I’m completely alone in the gym, other than Mr. Eller. 

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You want them to look like this...

﻿Mr. Eller is the head of the athletic department and connoisseur of polyester coach shorts. We met a couple of weeks past when during my orientation to the gym explained to me what dumbbells </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/2469149707901578145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=2469149707901578145&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2469149707901578145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2469149707901578145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/09/bike-shorts.html' title='BIKE Shorts'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rzwigj7tsEY/TnNkaSs5wJI/AAAAAAAABrU/xLWetAPDSNk/s72-c/Coaches%252520Shorts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-9147887865418716764</id><published>2011-09-14T09:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T09:29:56.473-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>Fall</title><summary type='text'>
I had to put on a hoodie this morning to take the dog for a walk. 


When this happens, I am always reassured that Fall is my favorite season. This is due to the break in the weather. The long, dry summers of Colorado turn into cool autumns. The hot, summer storms end and crisp mornings begin. 

Part of this love for cooler weather is the end to air conditioning. I can now open the windows for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/9147887865418716764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=9147887865418716764&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/9147887865418716764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/9147887865418716764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/09/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-2939370254602221304</id><published>2011-09-12T08:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T08:24:54.133-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Life is Better then the Days Behind</title><summary type='text'>
The theme, it seemed last week in the blog-o-sphere was relationships. Relationships always need some sort of attention, if you’re still trying to re-tune your relationship it means you still care. And that is a good thing. 


After years together two men can get into a routine, because men are men. If it works for them, who can judge the life they have built. If the routine is unhealthy, say… </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/2939370254602221304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=2939370254602221304&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2939370254602221304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2939370254602221304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-is-better-then-days-behind.html' title='Life is Better then the Days Behind'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0XiuPkEq0Do/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-4358241091838742965</id><published>2011-09-08T08:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T08:28:03.423-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Off'/><title type='text'>The Femail Man</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I fear that since I so infrequently check my mail box that the femail man will someday call the cops to do a welfare check at my house. 


Yesterday was a mental break day for me, Tuesday found me scrambling to completed a major report for work and today I have an exam at school. Yesterday was all about gym shorts and un-washed hair. Just one of those days where you spend hours going up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/4358241091838742965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=4358241091838742965&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4358241091838742965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4358241091838742965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/09/sometimes-i-fear-that-since-i-so.html' title='The Femail Man'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3r-w8AOy4RI/TmjQDo1mBrI/AAAAAAAABpc/zVorBf3_z24/s72-c/Picture-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-7333951905623230071</id><published>2011-09-05T11:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:59:27.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunnies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Dog'/><title type='text'>LABOR DAY</title><summary type='text'>
The weather has changed.



The heat of late August has passed, giving me a cool morning as I take the dog for our early morning walk.  I think that Harley also senses the change as we walk along the canal that runs behind our house. 



I try not to think that this is the beginning of fall because knowing Colorado, the dog and I will be met again with eighty degree temperatures soon enough. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/7333951905623230071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=7333951905623230071&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7333951905623230071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7333951905623230071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/09/labor-day.html' title='LABOR DAY'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-2002194418092837169</id><published>2011-08-31T08:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T11:44:08.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Buddies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the house'/><title type='text'>DVD Challenge</title><summary type='text'>

I have an incredibly small DVD collection; this is probably due my obsession with Netflix.  My Netflix cue is a two page list of Godzilla, Dr. Who, and foreign films.  There are however two TV series I ravenously collect on DVD, Dallas and Absolutely Fabulous. 









This week I’m feeling quite smart. The two TV series I collect both had announcements that they are returning to the airwaves.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/2002194418092837169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=2002194418092837169&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2002194418092837169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2002194418092837169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/08/dvd-challenge.html' title='DVD Challenge'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--EOk2kRT-8s/Tl5KD1VVchI/AAAAAAAABpY/r-qCiJPWtMI/s72-c/Picture002-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-73315920250278446</id><published>2011-08-29T08:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T08:35:11.679-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Challenge'/><title type='text'>Blog Challenge</title><summary type='text'>I only have two left. Just two more questions and I’ll be completed with the 64 question blog challenge. 

‘member. The Blog Challenge. There has been some shifting here at Stevie blog, luckily I blog by weight not volume, I may settle during handling and shipping.
A lot of shifting about has happened in the last couple of months, “Look at me everybody! WordPress!!!! Oh, shiny!” Then “</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/73315920250278446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=73315920250278446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/73315920250278446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/73315920250278446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-challenge.html' title='Blog Challenge'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W3qpA56l2Bg/TluidvxbBDI/AAAAAAAABpE/ljm38s1aS8s/s72-c/rosebaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-2907996577359471111</id><published>2011-08-24T14:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T14:20:29.802-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Daze'/><title type='text'>Western Civilization</title><summary type='text'>I saw the train wreck coming down the line. It moved quickly and suddenly I found it was my turn. 

“Would you be interested in a Wells Fargo account?” The bubbly girl rambled off to me. “You can link it to the school ID and use that as a ATM card.” I had been standing in a very long line for a very long time waiting to take my turn getting in to the campus bookstore. I had attempted to complete </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/2907996577359471111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=2907996577359471111&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2907996577359471111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2907996577359471111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/08/western-civilization.html' title='Western Civilization'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ShEonvc-To/TlVc7VSr1yI/AAAAAAAABpA/hSOuDWw2nOI/s72-c/horrocks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-5795527241853606572</id><published>2011-08-22T07:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T07:58:38.533-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Morning Run</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever decided something was exceedingly simple in your head? Base jumping, easy! Periodontal root planing, easy! Smiling at a girl in the gym a little too long, then as the girl thinks that you’re flirting with her and comes up to move the relationship on to the next level trying to explain that really you’re a huge Mo and you were only staring at her because you thought she was your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/5795527241853606572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=5795527241853606572&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5795527241853606572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5795527241853606572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/08/morning-run.html' title='Morning Run'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aQ-RizTgRYQ/TlJgJ5V0TSI/AAAAAAAABo4/WTm0f883Ri4/s72-c/cheesman%252520park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1096410168042129340</id><published>2011-08-18T08:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T08:07:18.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Daze'/><title type='text'>College Boy</title><summary type='text'>
Yesterday marked a milestone in my so called life. College orientation. Again. 





I’ve blogged in the past about my chosen career and its eventual fading away. I felt it was time to switch gears and as I approach forty to embark on another path. This led me to sitting in a large auditorium with hundreds of people just like me. Okay, a dozen people like me and hundreds of nineteen year olds. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1096410168042129340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1096410168042129340&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1096410168042129340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1096410168042129340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/08/college-boy.html' title='College Boy'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4jFI66rGqSM/Tk0lx8dsALI/AAAAAAAABo0/VA2clBfxd8s/s72-c/277068_242358403703_5228557_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1487879653283067806</id><published>2011-08-16T07:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T10:13:13.087-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up Steve'/><title type='text'>Big Wheel</title><summary type='text'>
When I was five or six I wrote a letter to Santa declaring my love for him. 


No, not that I would love it if he brought me toys. That I was desperately in love with him. Since he was the source of all things wonderful in my world I screamed like a Justin Bieber fan on Christmas morning when rushing out to the tree I found the love letter back from my idol. 




“Santa” had received my letter </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1487879653283067806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1487879653283067806&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1487879653283067806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1487879653283067806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/08/big-wheel.html' title='Big Wheel'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZA5pqyc1tFE/Tkp2rXv53UI/AAAAAAAABog/Q5xMeB6DDTc/s72-c/Marx-Big-Wheel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-6691435215537319917</id><published>2011-08-12T08:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T08:20:26.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things To Do In Denver...</title><summary type='text'>I came up with one of my genius ideas. Well, my friend DJ Gary and I have come up with a genius idea. 
We meet once a week and go have an adventure in our fair city. One of us will think of stuff we always wanted to go do or see in Denver then actually stop the busy schedule for a day and go explore. So far it’s been a great way to spend the summer. I’m quite the gay urban explorer. Okay, so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/6691435215537319917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=6691435215537319917&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/6691435215537319917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/6691435215537319917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/08/things-to-do-in-denver.html' title='Things To Do In Denver...'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--doWFzattSc/TkU2HNitkaI/AAAAAAAABn8/pVtEwoI0bU0/s72-c/IMG_1489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1339508383551971210</id><published>2011-08-10T08:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T08:10:33.058-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn You Bloggers</title><summary type='text'>I read two separate articles yesterday on topics close to my heart. The first had a topic on the death of personal blogging; the second was on the death of podcasts. 


It’s funny how magazine writers need to find a topic then try to exploit its possible fail to make a story. With both topics I’m not surprised that a corporate owned news company would say that two entities that cannot be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1339508383551971210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1339508383551971210&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1339508383551971210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1339508383551971210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/08/damn-you-bloggers.html' title='Damn You Bloggers'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DNKVZhzk4IA/TkKRP4uRXfI/AAAAAAAABn4/ZzI7fkqWDoA/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1419822350762295017</id><published>2011-08-08T08:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T08:14:27.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cin City</title><summary type='text'>The funny thing about going on vacation, especially when it's to an ordinary place is the reactions you get. The last couple of days where filled with people wrinkling their noses and asking why I was on vacation in their home town. At first I would offer up explanations about the rich history and the architecture. Yet after the third cashier not buying my story, I said I was in Ohio for work.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1419822350762295017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1419822350762295017&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1419822350762295017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1419822350762295017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/08/cin-city.html' title='Cin City'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-5065614611648472165</id><published>2011-07-27T13:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T19:22:51.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Ink Myself</title><summary type='text'>I’m totally going to get a tattoo. Really.




I said this once to a friend once who quickly rolled their eyes. I was then told that there are three types of people, ones who will never get inked, ones who are addicted to getting tattoos, and ones like me who keep saying that someday they’ll get ink done.



I guess in life everyone has their perpetual to-do list. The list of things we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/5065614611648472165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=5065614611648472165&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5065614611648472165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5065614611648472165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/07/ill-ink-myslef.html' title='I&apos;ll Ink Myself'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-5497080873364440807</id><published>2011-07-25T13:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T13:54:54.912-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Diner Talk</title><summary type='text'>I sit alone at the counter. I’ve sat alone at this and other counters like it since I was old enough to drive.

For me, this is my most guilty pleasure.

When life becomes too much, or maybe I’m on top of the world I find myself seated at the counter of my local Japanese rice bowl, teriyaki quick dining restaurant. Sitting at the bar I enjoy the ritual of rubbing the frayed wooden chop-sticks. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/5497080873364440807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=5497080873364440807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5497080873364440807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/5497080873364440807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/07/diner-talk.html' title='Diner Talk'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-6894319147299935708</id><published>2011-07-20T08:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T08:55:55.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can’t Stand The Rain</title><summary type='text'>It’s pretty much rained everyday for two weeks now. Around three you can spot the dark clouds roll down the mountains. If your office window faces the great Rocky Mountains like mine does you can watch as the rolling thunder clouds pour over the continental divide like Mount Doom spreading darkness over Mordor. 


Yesterday was not different. Beautiful sunny skies helped me with my chores of GRL </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/6894319147299935708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=6894319147299935708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/6894319147299935708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/6894319147299935708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/07/cant-stand-rain.html' title='Can’t Stand The Rain'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0G04YXFHz78/TibsYQHTpXI/AAAAAAAABn0/2pWu1J3uzys/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-2076870210169540317</id><published>2011-07-07T07:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T07:51:38.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UNDER CINCINNATI</title><summary type='text'>Well the ticket has been purchased. The mid-summer vacation will be the type where you go with your homosex partner to visit their old college town. Visit their old friends, eat at the old haunts and walk the campus again. The entire time with you agreeing, “Yes, this is the best chili ever eaten, No you can’t believe you worked in that random building.” The green lawns I be trudging upon will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/2076870210169540317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=2076870210169540317&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2076870210169540317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2076870210169540317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/07/under-cincinnati.html' title='UNDER CINCINNATI'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-651C1cyYdkA/ThW4oHGNhtI/AAAAAAAABns/g6UM3pOitZ0/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-7168083632015426196</id><published>2011-07-05T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T10:24:13.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THE 5th  OF JULY</title><summary type='text'>The Fourth of July weekend always has its own flair to it, a more relaxed summer vibe. The weekend started for me at a long table in a Chinese restaurant as the friends decompressed and set the tone for the upcoming three day weekend. 

Saturday began with the ubiquitous trip to Home Depot then over to BFF Carl’s house to help him move furniture around. In the process of changing the living room </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/7168083632015426196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=7168083632015426196&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7168083632015426196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7168083632015426196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/07/5th-of-july.html' title='THE 5th  OF JULY'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rBdinDujBbE/ThM6Qwc-FyI/AAAAAAAABno/8H0_0qq0WAY/s72-c/268618_2231386823526_1213540347_32763751_1166175_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-2745472453334793603</id><published>2011-07-01T10:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T16:11:08.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>JULY 4th WEEKEND</title><summary type='text'>The calendar marks this as 4th of July weekend here in the states. This is our independence celebration to commemorate casting off the shackles of our Native American overlords and declared a free nation. True Americans mark this day by making delicious meals of buffalo and corn, not maize and shooting off fireworks to scare the evil Indians back to their palaces in Utah. Sorry, I told myself I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/2745472453334793603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=2745472453334793603&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2745472453334793603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/2745472453334793603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-4th-weekend.html' title='JULY 4th WEEKEND'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6M3UsV7hzqA/Tg3xFzodLbI/AAAAAAAABng/2ezS8uTx8DI/s72-c/i+love+the+usa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-8066632285167272089</id><published>2011-06-29T08:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T11:49:41.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Buddies'/><title type='text'>THE TIES THAT BIND</title><summary type='text'>
Jim over at Jim’s Stuff Blog talked today about his stuff. More precisely his closet, more precisely his ties. Jim posed the question “What’s in your closet?” I thought I’d answer. 






I was about to say that I don’t own a lot of ties. Although I did have jobs in the past were I was required to wear them. Then I stopped and examined the photo. The flowery monstrosity was from back at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/8066632285167272089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=8066632285167272089&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8066632285167272089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/8066632285167272089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/06/ties-that-bind.html' title='THE TIES THAT BIND'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u5bCfsMGpMU/Tgs4l3WTBMI/AAAAAAAABnY/cXa46e8_CUA/s72-c/Picture+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-4134565031120407307</id><published>2011-06-27T08:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T08:12:01.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DINING OUT FOR STEVE</title><summary type='text'>Ever have a weekend where you dine out for every meal? From Italian themed buffets to Texas themed steak houses this weekend was about the food.

As much as I try to avoid chain restaurants that was this weekend’s theme. Especially Friday when we dined at a massive buffet designed with a Tuscany meets Vegas feel. The perfect place to go when you spent your Mom’s money on the prom limo and don’t </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/4134565031120407307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=4134565031120407307&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4134565031120407307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/4134565031120407307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/06/dining-out-for-steve.html' title='DINING OUT FOR STEVE'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qnsJBYEY4Ok/TgiPkX29O1I/AAAAAAAABnI/b9lGOr1gpv8/s72-c/270406_10150228198993163_640093162_7535042_7682696_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-7119749811709658037</id><published>2011-06-24T07:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T10:51:06.570-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Challenge'/><title type='text'>SUMMER time</title><summary type='text'>
I love the last weekend in June. Summer has arrived, it stays daylight until 9:30PM and I can walk the dog in just a wife-beater and gym shorts and enjoy the summer breeze. The jasmine in my mind. It has been blown.



Last night I met up with friends and sat in front of the local gay coffee-house until it closed. Sitting out on the patio I watched the night slowly overtake the trees in the park</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/7119749811709658037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=7119749811709658037&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7119749811709658037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7119749811709658037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-time.html' title='SUMMER time'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3nlFfaw380/TgS71wdYHsI/AAAAAAAABnE/GtzN6yNLiw4/s72-c/5069976-Cheesman_Park_Denver_CO-Denver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1222663165468969388</id><published>2011-06-21T10:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T10:18:42.015-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MEN OF TWITTER</title><summary type='text'>Every Monday the blogger over at BosGuy, a great Boston centric gay blog site posts his choice of THE MEN OF TWITTER. It’s a list of guys that catches the eye of this sports loving Bostonite. For some crazy reason I was picked to join the list of amazingly hot and charming guys.

Please check out Bosguy at BosBuy.Blogspot.com and follow him on Twitter at @BosGuyand #MenOfTwitter Maybe you could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1222663165468969388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1222663165468969388&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1222663165468969388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1222663165468969388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/06/men-of-twitter.html' title='THE MEN OF TWITTER'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxJhpDq9igE/TgDD-EO2KVI/AAAAAAAABnA/nqX5nm8TsTk/s72-c/BosGuy+Fall+2010+Header.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-7536374723764010842</id><published>2011-06-20T09:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T09:22:05.781-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride</title><summary type='text'>
I am only eighth questions away from finishing the sixty-four question blog challenge. I’m as shocked as you are. Question number fifty-seven is “Tell us about your best friend”.

This question has come up perfectly after a weekend of spending amazing quality time with friends. A beautiful weekend enjoying the friendships around me. Yesterday was the second day of Denver’s gay pride festival; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/7536374723764010842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=7536374723764010842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7536374723764010842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7536374723764010842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/06/pride.html' title='Pride'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-7054084128691905653</id><published>2011-06-17T08:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T09:01:50.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gym Updates'/><title type='text'>CHILLAX, IT’S FRIDAY</title><summary type='text'>
I think I’m mellowing with age. Situations that would drive me over the edge not that long ago now barely make a blip on the radar.

One of the good things about living in a small fictional town is that the gas station on main street doesn’t feel the need to climb up to the sign out by the street and change their gas prices. This means that I can fill up my sleek sports sedan for around 25 to 30</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/7054084128691905653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=7054084128691905653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7054084128691905653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7054084128691905653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/06/chillax-its-friday.html' title='CHILLAX, IT’S FRIDAY'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lUTA47zjWLg/TftqRs1vSQI/AAAAAAAABm8/Se73ncJ8A60/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-3915491781073316299</id><published>2011-06-16T09:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:21:28.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THEORY THURSDAY</title><summary type='text'>I have had one continuous text message conversation since December. A never-ending conversation with Patrick from Pac’s Pad. Sure it pauses for awhile while jobs, relationships, and sleep gets in the way, when our hands don’t have steering wheels or chicken wings in them the conversation continues.

The latest turn has been about people liking you. The need to be liked to be more specific. I can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/3915491781073316299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=3915491781073316299&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3915491781073316299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3915491781073316299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/06/theory-thursday.html' title='THEORY THURSDAY'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bfD2k5hX97Y/TfodDzuaCKI/AAAAAAAABm4/ygphApftYio/s72-c/Picture+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-3150274558847316472</id><published>2011-06-15T08:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T08:04:04.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WEDNESDAY TO WEEKEND</title><summary type='text'>This weekend will be Pride in my fair city. The time of year when my BFF, Dalton asks “Isn’t pride one of those deadly sins?”

I guess that’s a rhetorical question because he asks me while I’m putting on my Daisy Dukes and multi-colored ring necklace. Okay, I don’t own Daisy Dukes or the ubiquitous ‘90s gay pride accessory. I do however, like the pride parade and party afterwards.

This year I’m </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/3150274558847316472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=3150274558847316472&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3150274558847316472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/3150274558847316472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/06/wednesday-to-weekend.html' title='WEDNESDAY TO WEEKEND'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-83e5kqUk090/Tfi7uMQckoI/AAAAAAAABm0/2SZMkMQ4dQQ/s72-c/Picture-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-1766892570351622517</id><published>2011-06-14T07:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T08:08:02.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriends'/><title type='text'>'TIL TUESDAY</title><summary type='text'>

Every New Yorker coming to town says the same thing. “Take me to a Mexican restaurant!” Corvette, my first boyfriend (yes, that’s his name) said that with the enthusiasm of a kid walking into Disney land with the goal of meeting Mickey.



We met at La Loma in the Highland; he sauntered in swinging a Louis Vuitton overnight bag and wearing combat boots. He hadn’t changed one bit. We then spent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/1766892570351622517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=1766892570351622517&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1766892570351622517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/1766892570351622517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/06/til-tuesday.html' title='&apos;TIL TUESDAY'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tn4Vg4ZGgwk/Tfdl2LWz5FI/AAAAAAAABmw/wOtINVj5V6M/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916482493321849601.post-7631841057597264389</id><published>2011-06-13T08:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T08:57:06.439-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MAN ACHE MONDAY</title><summary type='text'>Today is back to the grind in the Excel spreadsheet mines. This was the weekend for meeting great guys, Robert, Jim, an entire gay bike club, an elephant… Today I get to go to lunch with my high school boyfriend. I’ve written about him before, how we dated our senior year of high school. Completely clad in Z. Cavaricci or shredded Levis we shared a locker, hair gel, and a love for Siouxsie and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/feeds/7631841057597264389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916482493321849601&amp;postID=7631841057597264389&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7631841057597264389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916482493321849601/posts/default/7631841057597264389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicetoseestevieb.blogspot.com/2011/06/man-ache-monday.html' title='MAN ACHE MONDAY'/><author><name>StevieB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03432023954731407577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSh7pGaRA4I/TnDJAzRBw7I/AAAAAAAABrA/yabw34fRmss/s220/s.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-97qW4i4iI0Y/TfYlNNLhkBI/AAAAAAAABms/ACC89szLihA/s72-c/Picture+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
