<?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-4652653572695987349</id><updated>2011-07-30T14:27:33.756-06:00</updated><category term='99 Balloons'/><category term='fresh start'/><category term='Change has come to America'/><category term='one million'/><category term='news'/><category term='new iPhone'/><category term='nonconformist'/><category term='sponsor a child'/><category term='pandemic'/><category term='hell'/><category term='Jerry Seinfeld'/><category term='Apple'/><category term='child sponsorship'/><category term='FaceBook'/><category term='I&apos;m moving'/><category term='Lindsay Lohan'/><category term='introvert'/><category term='travel'/><category term='Massai'/><category term='finger pointing'/><category term='first post'/><category term='Rift Valley'/><category term='Uniscali'/><category term='satan'/><category term='LinkedIn'/><category term='Mac'/><category term='video'/><category term='PC'/><category term='Africa'/><category term='What&apos;s the point?'/><category term='Galveston'/><category term='freelance'/><category term='work'/><category term='greed'/><category term='safari'/><category term='colorado coffee merchants'/><category term='sunday blues'/><category term='G8'/><category term='doubts'/><category term='God'/><category term='Hurricane Ike'/><category term='Fairview'/><category term='Michael Douglas'/><category term='economy'/><category term='NYTimes'/><category term='government'/><category term='facebook. linkedin'/><category term='geek'/><category term='Justin Long'/><category term='despair'/><category term='Amuze'/><category term='boarding school'/><category term='weatherman'/><category term='construction'/><category term='people'/><category term='iPhone'/><category term='Bono'/><category term='global food crisis day'/><category term='priorities'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='starbuck&apos;s'/><category term='reconnecting'/><category term='I&apos;m in Kenya'/><category term='president'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='red wine'/><category term='vail-ski-lift-naked-guy'/><category term='poverty'/><category term='Bill gates'/><category term='take a listen'/><category term='bloggers'/><category term='Twitter'/><category term='Imogen Heap'/><category term='current affairs'/><category term='polygamy'/><category term='Thunderbirds'/><category term='life&apos;s serious moments'/><category term='Swine Flu'/><category term='real-life-real-change'/><category term='time off'/><category term='winter'/><category term='skies around the world'/><category term='please'/><category term='girls school'/><category term='hope'/><category term='thank you'/><category term='social networking'/><category term='top secret'/><category term='Eliot'/><category term='Ellipse'/><category term='Savannah'/><category term='Maasai Mara'/><category term='Breckenridge'/><category term='compassion in action'/><category term='misery-loves-company'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='Serengeti'/><category term='John Hodgeman'/><category term='a new day'/><category term='Senior Portrait'/><category term='New Era'/><category term='India'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='Roger'/><category term='slow internet'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Bill Clinton'/><category term='privilege'/><category term='Jang Mi-Ran'/><category term='alzheimer&apos;s'/><category term='back in action'/><category term='happy birthday'/><category term='George W. Bush'/><category term='Back to Africa'/><category term='wallpaper'/><category term='photography'/><category term='attitude adjustment'/><category term='Air Force'/><category term='politics'/><category term='Kenya'/><category term='bailout'/><category term='skies around the world part 2'/><category term='Colorado'/><category term='Clay Aiken'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='Colorado Springs'/><category term='compassion'/><category term='blog'/><category term='confessions'/><category term='Najile'/><category term='working for a living'/><category term='life'/><category term='spoof'/><category term='United'/><category term='27'/><category term='global food crisis'/><category term='Wall Street'/><category term='blame'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='snow'/><category term='health'/><category term='american dream'/><category term='Fall Colors'/><category term='CDC'/><title type='text'>Doodles in My Brain</title><subtitle type='html'>...the stuff that fills the void between my ears.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-965495168789483841</id><published>2009-12-13T17:24:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T17:30:28.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fresh start'/><title type='text'>I'm moving...</title><content type='html'>I've decided that I'm moving my blog. "Doodles in My Brain" has been a good first attempt at a blog. I've enjoyed the learning experience. I decided to start a new blog on a different service. I think I'll have a bit more flexibility and, most of all it's a fresh start. You can find me here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ricsieben.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://ricsieben.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty basic right now but I'll be spiffing it up a bit in the coming weeks. I'm going to work harder to be more consistent with my posts. Go check it out...this page won't go away, but all the new stuff will be at the new location. You know...this one: &lt;a href="http://ricsieben.wordpress.com"&gt;http://ricsieben.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-965495168789483841?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/965495168789483841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=965495168789483841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/965495168789483841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/965495168789483841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-moving.html' title='I&apos;m moving...'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-2011834740051183950</id><published>2009-09-16T21:45:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:10:03.830-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breckenridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colorado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall Colors'/><title type='text'>Fall Colors '09</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite places in Colorado is &lt;a href="http://www.townofbreckenridge.com/"&gt;Breckenridge&lt;/a&gt;. It's a great town that Lisa and I try to visit at least once a year. We just got home after spending a few days there and got to see the start of Colorado's beautiful Fall Colors. Here are a few pictures I shot when we took a day trip over Independence Pass to Aspen. If you can, I would highly recommend getting up into the mountains either this weekend or the weekend of Sept. 26. 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cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SrGyvpGr0fI/AAAAAAAAAL0/lfRS95kDBBA/s320/Fall_Colors_09-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382279561241940466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SrGzks08xyI/AAAAAAAAAM8/c9Y4g_6q_Vg/s1600-h/Fall_Colors_09-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SrGzks08xyI/AAAAAAAAAM8/c9Y4g_6q_Vg/s320/Fall_Colors_09-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382280472774362914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SrGzkDqlGCI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FCDBqlGzTdo/s1600-h/Fall_Colors_09-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; 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height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SrGzjXW5f5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/YTzQWcxdk5o/s320/Fall_Colors_09-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382280449831305106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SrGzjBXZnNI/AAAAAAAAAMc/y2LdxXqnbTs/s1600-h/Fall_Colors_09-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SrGzjBXZnNI/AAAAAAAAAMc/y2LdxXqnbTs/s320/Fall_Colors_09-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382280443927829714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SrGz7AGU2NI/AAAAAAAAANU/oDjuxDuRb34/s1600-h/Fall_Colors_09-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SrGz7AGU2NI/AAAAAAAAANU/oDjuxDuRb34/s320/Fall_Colors_09-13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382280855904639186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SrGz6djeTiI/AAAAAAAAANM/6k67LKGHPrg/s1600-h/Fall_Colors_09-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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album "Ellipse" - it releases next week but you can listen to it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right here, right now&lt;/span&gt; before you buy it. She's an innovative and very talented singer/songwriter...at least in my opinion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="415"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fimogenheap%2Fsets%2Fellipse-album&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;show_playcount=true&amp;amp;show_artwork=true&amp;amp;color=3a6366"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;  &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsoundcloud.com%2Fimogenheap%2Fsets%2Fellipse-album&amp;amp;show_comments=false&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;show_playcount=true&amp;amp;show_artwork=true&amp;amp;color=3a6366" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="355" width="415"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-2305952063380127503?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/2305952063380127503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=2305952063380127503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/2305952063380127503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/2305952063380127503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/08/take-listen.html' title='Take a listen...'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-285155304200783187</id><published>2009-08-16T20:33:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:05:12.697-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior Portrait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savannah'/><title type='text'>Senior Portrait</title><content type='html'>Last Friday was d-day. Or maybe I should say, "P-Day" - "P" for portrait. As in Senior Portrait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an &lt;a href="http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/07/amateur-photographer.html"&gt;amateur photographer&lt;/a&gt; I've been able to &lt;a href="http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/kenya-safari.html"&gt;capture&lt;/a&gt; some &lt;a href="http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/05/skies-around-world.html"&gt;pretty&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/05/skies-around-world-pt-2.html"&gt;cool&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/05/thunderbirds.html"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt;. Around Memorial Day sister-in-law, Lori asked me if I would be willing to take my niece's senior portrait for her. I accepted and then proceeded to feel my stomach tie itself in knots almost immediately. As a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/stephen.bowlby"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt; so readily pointed out to me, I must've been crazy to accept the assignment. There's a lot of bad that could've resulted from the whole experience – angry parents, a disappointed niece, a family rift. Of course if I pulled it off I'd be rewarded with gratitude from the parents, appreciation from my niece, and the family...well, things would be business as usual with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here they are...Savannah's Senior Portrait pictures. She hasn't chosen the one she's going to use for her yearbook picture yet but these are a few of what she has to pick from. And, if I may say so myself, I think I did an ok job for my first time as a portrait photographer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SojHoz0-2VI/AAAAAAAAALs/L8DD6BpWD5s/s1600-h/Savannah_Portrait5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SojHoz0-2VI/AAAAAAAAALs/L8DD6BpWD5s/s200/Savannah_Portrait5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370762059560442194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SojHjjB6xAI/AAAAAAAAALk/2FZ0b1lA8cY/s1600-h/Savannah_Portrait4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SojHjjB6xAI/AAAAAAAAALk/2FZ0b1lA8cY/s200/Savannah_Portrait4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370761969151951874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SojHe5Q_FuI/AAAAAAAAALc/IRKfFdMjVkU/s1600-h/Savannah_Portrait3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SojHe5Q_FuI/AAAAAAAAALc/IRKfFdMjVkU/s200/Savannah_Portrait3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370761889221383906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SojHZlm5A3I/AAAAAAAAALU/DzEj-GoJLd0/s1600-h/Savannah_Portrait2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SojHZlm5A3I/AAAAAAAAALU/DzEj-GoJLd0/s200/Savannah_Portrait2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370761798045205362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SojHSCD7NMI/AAAAAAAAALM/9Fxq2QCawm4/s1600-h/Savannah_Portrait1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SojHSCD7NMI/AAAAAAAAALM/9Fxq2QCawm4/s200/Savannah_Portrait1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370761668244223170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-285155304200783187?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/285155304200783187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=285155304200783187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/285155304200783187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/285155304200783187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/08/senior-portrait.html' title='Senior Portrait'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SojHoz0-2VI/AAAAAAAAALs/L8DD6BpWD5s/s72-c/Savannah_Portrait5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-6218169020355940954</id><published>2009-07-19T17:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:05:47.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amateur Photographer</title><content type='html'>I've been making moving pictures professionally for nearly 24 years. Over the past year and a half or so I've tried my hand at still photography and have become painfully aware of the differences. I'm still very much an amateur photographer but I think I'm developing a good eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I bought a Canon EF 50mm lens. This is my first lens that has a fixed focal length (for all the non-photographers reading this, it doesn't zoom). I made the purchase because my niece has asked me to take her senior pictures for her and it came highly recommended by the young lady in the camera store. Quite honestly, this project scares the crap out of me. The vast majority of my picture taking experience is wildlife or scenic shots. Portrait photography is sooo much different in sooo many ways. Plus, these will be the pictures that she'll have to commemorate her final year of high school. No pressure! The good news is she wants her pictures taken outside and I do much better with natural light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took these pictures after buying the lens so I can start getting used to how it shoots. One is a Lily I spotted blooming in our front yard and the other is my friend Lee, the aspiring painter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SmOysrOtxxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0SEXXkTVbiE/s1600-h/Lily_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SmOysrOtxxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0SEXXkTVbiE/s320/Lily_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360324462089455378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SmOzDEnjOWI/AAAAAAAAAK4/--fts8cSRlI/s1600-h/Lee_July09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SmOzDEnjOWI/AAAAAAAAAK4/--fts8cSRlI/s320/Lee_July09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360324846861629794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Do I have a shot at making her happy or will I suffer the wrath of a 17 year old for the next 9 months?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-6218169020355940954?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/6218169020355940954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=6218169020355940954&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/6218169020355940954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/6218169020355940954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/07/amateur-photographer.html' title='Amateur Photographer'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SmOysrOtxxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0SEXXkTVbiE/s72-c/Lily_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-6464904610221439078</id><published>2009-06-12T18:15:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T10:32:32.030-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jang Mi-Ran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one million'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child sponsorship'/><title type='text'>One in a Million</title><content type='html'>I work at &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/default.htm"&gt;Compassion International&lt;/a&gt;. Today we celebrated a major milestone, our 1,000,000th concurrently sponsored child. My team and I put together this video for the occassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qqQpKd_rYYQ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One in a Million&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqQpKd_rYYQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqQpKd_rYYQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The millionth sponsored child, Fellow, is from Togo, the newest country that Compassion works in. His sponsor is Jang Mi-Ran, an Olympic gold medalist in womens weightlifting, is from South Korea, the country where Compassion's ministry started in 1952.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took 57 years for Compassion to reach the 1,000,000th sponsored child mark. We're estimating we'll hit 2,000,000 within the next 5 or 6. The sad part is that's a very small number when you're talking about children living in extreme poverty around the world. Will you help us reach &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/default.htm"&gt;one more&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-6464904610221439078?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/6464904610221439078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=6464904610221439078&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/6464904610221439078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/6464904610221439078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-in-million.html' title='One in a Million'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-3232228613905561568</id><published>2009-05-27T22:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:12:15.152-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Air Force'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thunderbirds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colorado Springs'/><title type='text'>Thunderbirds</title><content type='html'>Colorado Springs is an awesome place to live for a lot of reasons. One huge benefit is every year the USAF Thunderbirds perform at the United States Air Force Academy graduation. Here are a few photos I took of today's event. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sh4N0jYjHOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/RxSCmfB98B4/s1600-h/Thunderbirds5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sh4N0jYjHOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/RxSCmfB98B4/s320/Thunderbirds5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340721404610551010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sh4OISdW4yI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qutRTIGy0Pg/s1600-h/Thunderbirds4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sh4OISdW4yI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qutRTIGy0Pg/s320/Thunderbirds4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340721743664702242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sh4N0qL52DI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/m3u4udco5_g/s1600-h/Thunderbirds3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sh4N0qL52DI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/m3u4udco5_g/s320/Thunderbirds3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340721406436562994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sh4OIM4vDFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/mZv-RX6GXY0/s1600-h/Thunderbirds2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sh4OIM4vDFI/AAAAAAAAAKg/mZv-RX6GXY0/s320/Thunderbirds2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340721742168919122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sh4N0f7io-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/TWT9X0We-h4/s1600-h/Thunderbirds1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sh4N0f7io-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/TWT9X0We-h4/s320/Thunderbirds1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340721403683578850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-3232228613905561568?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/3232228613905561568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=3232228613905561568&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3232228613905561568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3232228613905561568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/05/thunderbirds.html' title='Thunderbirds'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sh4N0jYjHOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/RxSCmfB98B4/s72-c/Thunderbirds5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-7319338295956176021</id><published>2009-05-17T20:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:55:18.839-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skies around the world part 2'/><title type='text'>Skies Around the World, Pt. 2</title><content type='html'>People seemed to appreciate my &lt;a href="http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/05/skies-around-world.html"&gt;Skies Around the World&lt;/a&gt; post from a few days ago. Here are a few more that I thought you might like. Without further adieu, Skies Around the World, Part 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rift Valley Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/ShDM59xdL8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/qgjtXJHmCts/s1600-h/Rift+Valley+Moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/ShDM59xdL8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/qgjtXJHmCts/s320/Rift+Valley+Moon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336990854640644034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otavalo, Ecuador&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/ShDM5vkF35I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ov14bY2gOqI/s1600-h/Otavalo_EC_2007_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/ShDM5vkF35I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ov14bY2gOqI/s320/Otavalo_EC_2007_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336990850826493842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another from Frisco, CO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/ShDM5kcsdYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7VJUFFjp7Q8/s1600-h/Frisco_2008_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/ShDM5kcsdYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7VJUFFjp7Q8/s320/Frisco_2008_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336990847842678146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to hear from you if you enjoyed viewing these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-7319338295956176021?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/7319338295956176021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=7319338295956176021&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/7319338295956176021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/7319338295956176021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/05/skies-around-world-pt-2.html' title='Skies Around the World, Pt. 2'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/ShDM59xdL8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/qgjtXJHmCts/s72-c/Rift+Valley+Moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-6547365814117514118</id><published>2009-05-14T21:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:50:31.456-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skies around the world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Skies Around the World</title><content type='html'>Having the opportunity to travel around the world means I've gotten to see some beautiful scenery. Here's a little collection of photos I've put together to share with you called Skies Around the World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uganda Sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sgzlup-d62I/AAAAAAAAAJo/BokmmaWoByA/s1600-h/Uganda+Sky_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sgzlup-d62I/AAAAAAAAAJo/BokmmaWoByA/s320/Uganda+Sky_2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335892248231799650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Diego Sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SgzluSBXdqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/HYDIOnm335s/s1600-h/San+Diego+Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SgzluSBXdqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/HYDIOnm335s/s320/San+Diego+Sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335892241801508514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masai Mara Sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SgzluP6OmlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/zqj6Jrjhe2M/s1600-h/Masai+Mara+Sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SgzluP6OmlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/zqj6Jrjhe2M/s320/Masai+Mara+Sunrise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335892241234696786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt. Kilamanjaro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sgzlt4ORgiI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5TPUnhUiwQo/s1600-h/Kilamangaro_2007_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sgzlt4ORgiI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5TPUnhUiwQo/s320/Kilamangaro_2007_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335892234876322338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frisco, Colorado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sgzlt-wq9nI/AAAAAAAAAJI/hPvWJWfPmKI/s1600-h/Frisco_2008_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sgzlt-wq9nI/AAAAAAAAAJI/hPvWJWfPmKI/s320/Frisco_2008_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335892236631209586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy these as much as I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-6547365814117514118?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/6547365814117514118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=6547365814117514118&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/6547365814117514118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/6547365814117514118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/05/skies-around-world.html' title='Skies Around the World'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sgzlup-d62I/AAAAAAAAAJo/BokmmaWoByA/s72-c/Uganda+Sky_2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-8610244986586286382</id><published>2009-05-09T15:37:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:06:59.066-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What&apos;s the point?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social networking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook. linkedin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>What's the Point?</title><content type='html'>Earlier this week my mother asked me this question, "What's the point of all this social networking stuff?" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I know I did similar blog a few weeks ago but trust me...this is different.)&lt;/span&gt; I have a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=530185918"&gt;FaceBook&lt;/a&gt; page, I'm on &lt;a href="http://www.linkedin.com/in/ricsieben"&gt;LinkedIn&lt;/a&gt;, I &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/colorado_ric"&gt;Tweet&lt;/a&gt; and I write this blog. It's a world that a lot of people in my parents generation just don't "get." For me, each serves its own purpose: FaceBook is for casual, personal use, LinkedIn is more for work or business related relationships, Twitter and the blog are mostly just for fun and tie into my FaceBook page. From talking to other folks, I'm not that unusual in how I use these different social tools.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SgYMW2APszI/AAAAAAAAAJA/shJdJZhu6aA/s1600-h/What%27s+the+Point.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SgYMW2APszI/AAAAAAAAAJA/shJdJZhu6aA/s320/What%27s+the+Point.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333964395260130098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've been using these various resources I have been able to reconnect in a variety of ways with friends I had in high school, college and with previous employers. No deep, long lost relationships have been reestablished but it is nice to find out what old friends are up to these days and learn something about the journey they took that brought them to where they are now. These people influenced my life at some point in time. It doesn't need to have been some huge, earth shattering, deep rooted, significant impact but none of us can help but be affected in some way by the relationships we have had over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the more amazing outcomes of all this social networking is the realization that I literally have friends all over the world. It's no surprise that I have friends spread throughout the US...that's the nature of our society and Colorado Springs is a pretty transitory city. What is truly awesome is taking a look at the various countries where some of my friends live: United Kingdom, Netherlands, Canada, Colombia, Austria, Uganda, India, Honduras, El Salvador, Indonesia, Australia, Switzerland, France... Then I think about some of the friends I have made that aren't using these social networking tools - or at least we haven't connected through them yet. These friends live in places like Italy, New Zealand, Kenya, Rwanda, Ecuador, Germany, South Korea, the Dominican Republic... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was graduating from high school and college and having a go at making film and video production a career, I never dreamed I would travel to so many places and meet so many people. These fancy new internet based social sites have allowed me to continue to keep in touch with so many more people than I ever would have without them. Sure, it may be just a short comment on someone's wall or a quick tweet but to me it serves as a reminder that says "Hey – I remember you! I haven't forgotten you and the time we spent together. You still mean something to me and I appreciate our friendship."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-8610244986586286382?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/8610244986586286382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=8610244986586286382&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/8610244986586286382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/8610244986586286382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-point.html' title='What&apos;s the Point?'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SgYMW2APszI/AAAAAAAAAJA/shJdJZhu6aA/s72-c/What%27s+the+Point.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-3098027500346122081</id><published>2009-05-01T11:46:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T12:02:15.699-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pandemic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swine Flu'/><title type='text'>Swine Flu</title><content type='html'>With all the publicity about the potential  Swine Flu pandemic in the media, I thought I would pass along this helpful tip from the Center for Disease Control that should help you avoid catching this very deadly virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CDC Alert: Do NOT do this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sfs2DhsOCEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GKCSuAfHfVY/s1600-h/swine_flu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sfs2DhsOCEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GKCSuAfHfVY/s320/swine_flu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330914018134460482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-3098027500346122081?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/3098027500346122081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=3098027500346122081&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3098027500346122081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3098027500346122081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/05/swine-flu.html' title='Swine Flu'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/Sfs2DhsOCEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GKCSuAfHfVY/s72-c/swine_flu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-4868500020490904454</id><published>2009-04-27T14:16:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:29:05.396-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion in action'/><title type='text'>Compassion in Action</title><content type='html'>There is a group of people visiting India right now. For many it's their first trip outside the US. Talk about a leap of faith to literally go to the opposite side of the planet! They are blogging about their experiences and I would recommend that if you want to see people's lives being changed for the better take a few moments to read what they are experiencing...compassion in action. Even though I've seen what they are seeing many times, it's still very moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://compassionbloggers.com/trips"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see what they are writing. You won't regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" width="150" height="171" id="spo__2dQAhQsV7BCMYSOXg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="align" value="middle" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://farm.sproutbuilder.com/28861/load/-QAhQsV7BCMYSOXg.swf" /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" name="spe__2dQAhQsV7BCMYSOXg" src="http://farm.sproutbuilder.com/28861/load/-QAhQsV7BCMYSOXg.swf" width="150" height="171" wmode="transparent" align="middle" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMDk3NjEzMzE*MjQmcHQ9MTIwOTc2MTMzNDc5MSZwPTEyMDc*MSZkPTMxMjY*OCZuPSZnPTE=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-4868500020490904454?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/4868500020490904454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=4868500020490904454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/4868500020490904454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/4868500020490904454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/04/compassion-in-action.html' title='Compassion in Action'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-1196594917241704182</id><published>2009-04-23T20:00:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:49:48.277-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social networking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LinkedIn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FaceBook'/><title type='text'>A Blog about Tweeting a LinkedIn Post for FaceBook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SfEncJ5fMpI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4DBDOmPktAM/s1600-h/Twitter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SfEncJ5fMpI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4DBDOmPktAM/s200/Twitter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328083198802866834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had an interesting conversation with my friend &lt;a href="http://www.keelymariescott.com/"&gt;Keely&lt;/a&gt; while we were in the Dominican Republic last week. I told her that I'm already on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=530185918&amp;amp;ref=profile"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.linkedin.com/in/ricsieben"&gt;LinkedIn&lt;/a&gt; and am writing this blog so what additional advantage would I gain by adding Twitter to what has already become a time consuming list of social networking? She talked about the advantage of being able to get micro bursts of information from not just my friends but organizations that I'm interested in. We went back and forth for a few minutes and pretty much left without resolving much of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past week I've kept thinking about our conversation - playing it over and over again in my brain and actually debating with myself over the whole issue. So today I took the plunge. I signed up with the handle &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/colorado_ric"&gt;"colorado_ric"&lt;/a&gt; so if you tweet feel free to follow me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, my &lt;a href="http://adaynotwasted.com/"&gt;best friend&lt;/a&gt; signed up to check out the Twitter movement at almost the same time that I did and we hadn't even talked about it. If you just can't help yourself you can &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/landrewbrown"&gt;follow him&lt;/a&gt;, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm at it I'll toss out that I'm working on an idea for a small business/hobby type of idea. Guess what? It's a social networking thing, too! As some of you know my wife and I own a Mazda Miata that we not only enjoy driving but have been having a good time fixing up, too. I am pretty sure that there are quite a few other people that enjoy the same things we like doing with the Miata so I'm working on a fansite that I hope to launch in the not-too-distant future. The biggest question becomes, "Where am I going to find the time to do all this stuff?!?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-1196594917241704182?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/1196594917241704182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=1196594917241704182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/1196594917241704182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/1196594917241704182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-about-tweeting-linkedin-post-for.html' title='A Blog about Tweeting a LinkedIn Post for FaceBook'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SfEncJ5fMpI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4DBDOmPktAM/s72-c/Twitter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-252247962258033138</id><published>2009-04-10T09:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:42:48.515-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reconnecting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Reconnecting</title><content type='html'>This week I've had the opportunity to reconnect with some friends I hadn't seen for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my niece Savannah and helped her celebrate her 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a little over an hour with JoAnn hearing what's happening with her and her husband Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent half a day with &lt;a href="http://www.i25productions.com"&gt;Steve, Susie, Mike&lt;/a&gt;, Mark and Janelle working on a new video for &lt;a href="http://compassion.com"&gt;Compassion&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into &lt;a href="http://www.randywilliams.com"&gt;Randy&lt;/a&gt; and was able to spend a few moments with him just saying hello and chatting about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was Stephanie, Steve and Suzie - different from the Steve and Susie above - who I am in contact with fairly frequently by email or telephone but I got to see them in person this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met some new friends, &lt;a href="http://www.tenthavenuenorth.com"&gt;Mike and Jeff&lt;/a&gt;. Great guys with great hearts and a lot of energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I get to spend time with &lt;a href="http://keelymariescott.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keely&lt;/a&gt; again. I haven't had the chance to talk with her in...well, it's been too long. My friend &lt;a href="http://www.spencesmith.com"&gt;Spence&lt;/a&gt; will be there, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I would have to say it's been a pretty good week! I hope things continue to go this direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-252247962258033138?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/252247962258033138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=252247962258033138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/252247962258033138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/252247962258033138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/04/reconnecting.html' title='Reconnecting'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-1806653370875882603</id><published>2009-03-26T12:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T12:38:16.196-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misery-loves-company'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude adjustment'/><title type='text'>Misery Loves Company</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/45352647/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/ScvBjpkGkII/AAAAAAAAAIo/i40EVnCmSPM/s200/misery_loves_company_by_nakri.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317556603237863554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm noticing things about myself these days...more than the obvious like my hair is falling out or that it wouldn't hurt for me to lose two or three or thirty pounds. I'm noticing that I have to work hard not to have a negative attitude about things. Instead of looking at the good things happening around me I tend to focus on the bad. Being negative seems to come naturally. Sometimes my sarcastic side comes out before I can stop it – or maybe I don't want to stop it. Other times I'm just plain mean. If there's something going on that I don't like I'm going to make sure others don't like it either. Misery loves company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the joy in my life? Why is it so easy for me to focus on the negative rather than celebrate the positive? I really have a lot to be happy about - a beautiful and loving wife, a caring family with a whole bunch of fantastic nieces and nephews, great friends that I can share life with, a stable and fulfilling job, the opportunity to see beautiful places and meet amazing people around the world, a comfortable and well built home, an abundance of food, reliable transportation, the freedom to openly worship and talk about God...I could go on and on about how blessed I am and yet more often than not I find myself dwelling on the bad. What's up with that? Where does this negativity come from? Why can't I be content instead of grousing about insignificant things or looking for someone to blame for my unhappiness and trying to bring others down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's it...perhaps I've stumbled onto something as I write this. Why do I need to assign blame to someone or something instead of taking responsibility for my own actions or feelings? If someone does something that I don't particularly agree with why do I let it bring me down? I can't control what other people do or say so why do I let it affect me as much as I do? I'm the only one who can really control how I react to situations or something someone says. It's up to me how I respond to any given situation that I find myself in. I can either live my life thinking the worst about people's motive's or intentions or I can choose to look for the positive. If I choose to wallow in the negative, why shouldn't I expect my life to be negative? If I choose to focus on the good things that surround me doesn't it make sense that my attitude will mirror those positive things? Too often I let my attitude be affected by external influences that are completely out of my control. The only person who can truly make me happy is me. I can find joy in the people around me and we can share good times but ultimately it is my responsibility to choose whether I am going to be positive or negative in how I approach life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not naive...I know that sometimes bad things are going to happen. There will be difficult times and situations that come up more often than I would like. How I've reacted to those situations in the past has determined whether I'm in a funk for an extended period of time or whether I've picked myself up, shaken off the dust, learned from the experience and moved on. If I dwell on the negative and try to control what others are doing I end up trapped in a cycle of self pity and that's exactly where Satan wants me. If I give it over to God and let Him be in control things tend to swing back toward the positive a lot faster. Everyone has different life experiences that shape how we think and feel. I may not have had an "ideal childhood" (whatever that is) but it was far better than what a lot of other people had and I believe my parents did the best they could given the circumstances. I would be taking the easy way out to assign blame for the situations of my upbringing and using them as an excuse for my behavior instead of taking responsibility for my actions and making an effort to change how I respond to challenges today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean that I'm going to be so optimistic that I begin to believe I'm living in some sort of utopia? Hardly. I have enough life experience to know that there is no heaven on earth...that comes in our next life. I also know that God never said our lives would be easy and without pain. What matters is how we react to the challenges we come across and ultimately how we live our present lives as a result. I'm tired of being negative and focusing on the bad or dwelling on the past. From this point on I choose to look forward, to search for the positive things in my life and to not get caught in the undertow of the bad things that will most certainly continue to happen. With God's help I will change the things that I can change within myself and stop focusing on what is beyond my control and allowing it to pull me and the people around me down. I am truly thankful for everyone and everything that God has placed in my life and it's time for me to start expressing that appreciation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-1806653370875882603?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/1806653370875882603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=1806653370875882603&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/1806653370875882603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/1806653370875882603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/03/misery-loves-company.html' title='Misery Loves Company'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/ScvBjpkGkII/AAAAAAAAAIo/i40EVnCmSPM/s72-c/misery_loves_company_by_nakri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-4834249956181641030</id><published>2009-03-12T09:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:29:04.812-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global food crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><title type='text'>Thank You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SbkqKOGS4OI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/J_KA8GBDlAU/s1600-h/thank-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SbkqKOGS4OI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/J_KA8GBDlAU/s200/thank-you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312323590531768546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank everyone who stepped up and became a hero yesterday during &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/please"&gt;Compassion's Global Food Crisis Day&lt;/a&gt;. The totals are still coming in but as of this post more than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15,000 people &lt;/span&gt;donated over &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$1.6 million&lt;/span&gt; and nearly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1200 children&lt;/span&gt; were &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/default.htm"&gt;sponsored&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU, HEROES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-4834249956181641030?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/4834249956181641030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=4834249956181641030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/4834249956181641030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/4834249956181641030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you.html' title='Thank You!'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SbkqKOGS4OI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/J_KA8GBDlAU/s72-c/thank-you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-4808909829246100627</id><published>2009-03-10T17:53:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:48:03.447-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='please'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global food crisis day'/><title type='text'>Please</title><content type='html'>About a year ago there was a lot of talk in the media about something that became known as the "Global Food Crisis." Reports were coming in from around the world detailing how the rising cost of food in developing countries was making those living in impoverished conditions struggle even harder to feed their families. It was becoming a serious issue and thousands upon thousands of people were in danger of starving to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the worst thing possible happened. The media got distracted by the US Presidential elections. The mortgage crisis hit and the economies of the First World Countries tanked. Suddenly people were more concerned about their devalued retirement accounts or their mortgages and the people starving to death around the world were pushed to the back page. Unfortunately, they have remained there as the media focused our attention on the inauguration of the USA's first black president and the billions of dollars in bailout money being dolled out for failing banks and automakers. In the meantime, things haven't gotten any better for the starving. In fact, it's gotten worse in a lot of countries. As prices rise and we worry about inflation here in the US, the developing countries are experiencing hyper-inflation and the cost of food has risen dramatically. Some of the original factors that turned this trend into a world calamity recently include unstable oil prices, increased meat consumption in countries like India and China, droughts in major crop-producing countries, and increased production of biofuels. When someone is only making a dollar or two a day and the price of a bag of rice increases by 50, 60 or 100% that's a huge deal. The UN World Food Programme calls the current global food crisis “a phenomenon, a silent tsunami,” that is affecting millions of families in every nation on every continent. This global food crisis is more rapid, urgent and devastating than any other in the history of our planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 11, 2009 is a significant day. It's the day that &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/please"&gt;Compassion International&lt;/a&gt; has dubbed "Global Food Crisis Day." The goal is simple. Raise money to provide food to families around the world who are starving. Compassion is partnering with radio stations, media, churches and bloggers to spread the word about the Global Food Crisis and raise funds that will make a real difference to those impacted by it. Here's the best part. You can help. You can make a donation that can literally save someone from starvation. Go to &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/please"&gt;compassion.com/please&lt;/a&gt; and make a donation. Tell your family, friends and co-workers about it. Your donation will provide food vouchers to children and families needing immediate relief, buy seeds and agricultural tools so that families can grow their own food as well as earn extra income, and provide supplemental nutrition services at Compassion-assisted centers around the world. Be a hero - give, spread the word, save a life. Do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-4808909829246100627?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/4808909829246100627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=4808909829246100627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/4808909829246100627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/4808909829246100627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/03/please.html' title='Please'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-2420448859109119409</id><published>2009-02-20T21:52:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:17:32.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new iPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top secret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spoof'/><title type='text'>Shhhh...Top Secret!</title><content type='html'>Here's a first glimpse of an upcoming version of the iPhone. Don't tell anyone where you saw it and don't spread it around to too many people. We wouldn't want to tip off the folks at Microsoft or RIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hTJxa1vzckE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hTJxa1vzckE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool, isn't it?! Too bad this is just someone's dream - someone with access to some very nice 3D software!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I want one – you know you do, too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-2420448859109119409?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/2420448859109119409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=2420448859109119409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/2420448859109119409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/2420448859109119409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/02/shhhhtop-secret.html' title='Shhhh...Top Secret!'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-3899992166597287546</id><published>2009-02-04T08:27:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T09:24:19.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real-life-real-change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>Real Life, Real Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SYm_M6OwKBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/i3L1GAcIcgw/s1600-h/real-life-real-change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SYm_M6OwKBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/i3L1GAcIcgw/s320/real-life-real-change.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298976665088567314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is a big day. There's a big event happening and someone's life will never again be the same. As with most life changing events there's a ripple effect. Other people's lives will change, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While lots of people around the world will experience change today, I'm talking about one specific event. My nephew, Travis, and his wife, Lindsey are becoming parents. Talk about a real change! Travis and Lindsey are 20. He's in the &lt;a href="http://www.marines.com/"&gt;Marines&lt;/a&gt; and is currently stationed in Georgia. Travis' parents and grandparents are there for the birth...I'm sure Lindsey's parents are there, too. So, today Travis and Lindsey become Mom and Dad to little Gunner. Lori and Kirk become Grandma and Grandpa, and Travis' 16 year old sister becomes Aunt Savannah. Bob and Karin become Great-grandparents and Lisa and I become Great Aunt and Great Uncle. We, of course, feel we're far to young to be "Great Aunt Lisa" and "Great Uncle Ric" – we'd prefer to just continue to be the "great" aunt and uncle. I have to stop and think what Lori and Kirk must be feeling about becoming grandparents because Lori is only a year older than me. Kirk's got a few extra years on top of that but I know he's thinking he's not old enough to be Grandpa Kirk yet...he prefers to be called &lt;a href="http://www.startrek.com"&gt;Captain Kirk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Gunner will make his first appearance in the world sometime today. I love him already because I love Travis. I know there are a lot of other people who feel the same way. Even though we probably won't to be able to play as big a part in Gunner's life as we have with our other nieces and nephews it doesn't mean we won't love him as much. I'm proud of Travis for pursuing his dream to become a Marine and serve our country. I'm proud of both Travis and Lindsey for committing to being the best parents they can be. I wish I could be with them to give them both a big hug and to welcome Gunner into the world, but we can't always get what we wish for. There will undoubtedly be bumps in the road as life moves forward for this new young family. Lisa and I, and the rest of our family will do all we can to support and love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Gunner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-3899992166597287546?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/3899992166597287546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=3899992166597287546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3899992166597287546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3899992166597287546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/02/real-life-real-change.html' title='Real Life, Real Change'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SYm_M6OwKBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/i3L1GAcIcgw/s72-c/real-life-real-change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-7087875091855530548</id><published>2009-01-31T13:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:21:23.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wallpaper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satan'/><title type='text'>Wallpaper is from the Devil</title><content type='html'>I hate wallpaper. Worse yet, I hate having to strip wallpaper off the walls. Whoever invented wallpaper was an evil, evil person inspired by Satan himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have been feeling guilty about something when my wife asked to put up wallpaper in our family room and master bedroom. That was about 11 years ago after we moved into our house. The first indication that it was a bad decision came about a year ago when we remodeled our master bedroom. Fortunately the bedroom was wallpapered on one wall with a chair rail height strip around the rest. Since we ended up doing a beadboard wainescoat and covered the big wall with beadboard paneling we ended up not having to strip absolutely everything off. That's not the case in our family room in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family room is three walls, floor to ceiling...two different wallpapers with a border around the top and one around the middle where the two different wallpapers met. It looked fine and was an easy thing for me when it was installed - Lisa's mother was a professional wallpaper hanger in a previous life and was more than happy to install ours. The unfortunate part about having someone with professional experience install wallpaper is that it wants to stay on the wall...forever. You strip the top layer off - that's the easy layer - to reveal the satanic monster underneath. You score the walls with this obnoxious little clamshell device, spread glue dissolver all over everything and pray that it comes off cleanly. It doesn't. You then spend hours and hours gently scrapping and pealing and gooping and scrubbing. We're at a point now where we have about half of it done. Half done after approximately 12 hours of combined time trying to get rid of the stuff. If this experience doesn't catapult us into divorce, we're good for the rest of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we get this devilish mess off our walls we'll be painting. I enjoy painting a little bit more than removing wallpaper but I'm really looking forward to how it will turn out. I'm also looking forward to never having wallpaper in my house again. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of advise. Don't hang wallpaper on your walls. They'll tell you at the store that "it comes off easier, now...not like the old days." Take it from me. They are lying. They want you to experience the torture they have inflicted upon themselves over the years, to share in their torment. Don't do it. Go to a paint store. Find some great colors that go with the current trends and your personality. In a few years when you change your taste and the world has decided some other color is cool, it'll be a lot easier to update your walls. Trust me. I wouldn't wish wallpaper removal on my worst enemy, except for maybe my mother-in-law.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-7087875091855530548?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/7087875091855530548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=7087875091855530548&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/7087875091855530548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/7087875091855530548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/01/wallpaper-is-from-devil.html' title='Wallpaper is from the Devil'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-3688833388851472885</id><published>2009-01-20T20:19:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:05:34.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change has come to America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Era'/><title type='text'>New Post for a New Era</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SXaeoQExhkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/gHChiSw-hRk/s1600-h/New-Era.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SXaeoQExhkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/gHChiSw-hRk/s200/New-Era.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293592826367542850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new era of change has begun for America. Barack Hussein Obama became the 44th President of the United States. So far his administration seems more balanced than I expected it would be. His words more moderate. There may be a whole bunch of Democrats who are worried that they didn't elect who they thought they did and a whole bunch of Republicans wondering why they were so scared of this guy. As an unaffiliated, self-described moderate and political pessimist I'm thinking things seem to be going pretty well...but it's early and only time will tell. There's a whole lot of stuff that needs to be cleaned up. That's not a statement against the previous administration as much as it is a statement about how the world has been thrown into chaos over the past decade. It's a very different world.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny listening to some of my conservative friends who are already grousing about the amount of money spent on the inauguration. I'm pretty confidant the Republicans would most likely have spent just as much if McCain would have won the election. Personally I'm disgusted by the amount of money thrown around by everyone involved in our most recent election. Just think what good that money could have done for the AIDS orphans in Africa or fighting preventable diseases that kill children all around the world. How much food would we have been able to provide for the starving? At least our new President said he is going to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world's resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amen to that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new &lt;a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/"&gt;White House website&lt;/a&gt; declares "Change Has Come to America." I sure hope so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of all, I hope it's a change for the better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-3688833388851472885?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/3688833388851472885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=3688833388851472885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3688833388851472885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3688833388851472885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-post-for-new-era.html' title='New Post for a New Era'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SXaeoQExhkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/gHChiSw-hRk/s72-c/New-Era.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-3715127347256224452</id><published>2009-01-08T11:45:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:03:32.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vail-ski-lift-naked-guy'/><title type='text'>Vail Ski Lift Naked Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SWZLQloZd6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ncUpikF9imE/s1600-h/Vail-Ski-Lift-Naked-Guy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SWZLQloZd6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ncUpikF9imE/s320/Vail-Ski-Lift-Naked-Guy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288997560744769442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you haven't heard about the guy who almost fell off the Ski lift in Vail, Colorado you must be living under a rock. He was saved from physical injury by snagging his pants on the apparatus only to find himself suspended upside down exposing himself to what has now amounted to the entire world. I'm sure psychiatrists in the Rocky Mountain region are hiring private investigators to find out who this guy is. The bills for his mental rehabilitation will be huge!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;850KOA, a radio station in Denver played a hilarious spoof spot about the poor chap this morning. You can listen to it by going to this &lt;a href="http://850koa.com/pages/cmn.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;. Scroll down the page a bit to find it...when you see the picture from above, you've found it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-3715127347256224452?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/3715127347256224452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=3715127347256224452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3715127347256224452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3715127347256224452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/01/vail-ski-lift-naked-guy.html' title='Vail Ski Lift Naked Guy'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SWZLQloZd6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ncUpikF9imE/s72-c/Vail-Ski-Lift-Naked-Guy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-2404637337944235145</id><published>2009-01-06T21:19:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:21:26.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amuze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uniscali'/><title type='text'>An Amuze-ing Post</title><content type='html'>I've been lax on the whole blog thing for the last few weeks. I have good reasons...really. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, maybe not. I took the last week and a half of the year off from work so I must have lumped blogging into the same category as. I really enjoyed my time away from the office. I didn't even check my work email once. Really. No, really – I didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a great week off with my wife. She had to go back to work the day after Christmas so it really was only a week with her. We did a lot of relaxing. We shopped for new furniture to replace our 18 year old living room set. Did some more nothing. Had a couple of great meals with friends. Those actually deserve a paragraph or two of their own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On December 26 we went to dinner with a couple of our closest friends, Lee and Donna. They celebrated their 24th Anniversary on December 22. Lisa and I celebrated our 21st Anniversary on January 2. December 26 seemed like a great middle date to have a dual celebration. We went to this intimate little restaurant in Palmer Lake called the &lt;a href="http://amuzebistro.com/"&gt;Amuze Bistro&lt;/a&gt;. By little I mean tiny. There are four tables. Two seat four people each, and two seat two people each. We had an outstanding meal with great service and even better conversation. If you've got a special celebration coming up I would highly recommend Amuze. I would also highly recommend that you make a reservation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next night we were treated to an  early anniversary dinner by my parents. They head southwest to Phoenix for three months every year to get away from the Colorado winter so they weren't in town for our actual anniversary. We dined at a restaurant in Castle Rock called &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/uniscali-food-and-wine-castle-rock"&gt;Uniscali Food+Wine&lt;/a&gt;. Uniscali's is a little larger than Amuze (I counted 10 or 12 tables) and the food is every bit as good. The service was right up there, too. It's not what I would call intimate, but I would recommend it for a great meal for a special occasion as well. We're going to take Lee and Donna on a little road trip to Uniscali's one of these days. Reservation's would be a good idea for this place, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of our time off was spent with various family members, more searching for furniture and more relaxing. We eventually found our new furniture. We spent more than we wanted but if it lasts us another 18 years it will be another great bargain. I'll post about the new furniture once it's delivered sometime in February. In the meantime we've got a great, lovingly used sofa and a couple of arm chairs that need to find a good home. They really are still in pretty decent shape (one of the many benefits of being DINKs) so if you know someone who's looking send them my way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On January 5th we found ourselves back at work and looking forward to what's in store for us in 2009. We've already started planning for our next vacation...most likely to Phoenix in March to visit Mom and Dad. We may have to take in a baseball game or two while we're there. It will be Spring Training after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I formulate ideas for upcoming posts I would love to hear about your favorite "special occasion" restaurants - what makes them special to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-2404637337944235145?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/2404637337944235145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=2404637337944235145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/2404637337944235145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/2404637337944235145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2009/01/amuze-ing-post.html' title='An Amuze-ing Post'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-451460984931629690</id><published>2008-12-18T19:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:32:50.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='99 Balloons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eliot'/><title type='text'>99 Balloons</title><content type='html'>Here's a very touching video. It's already been spread around a bit but I felt compelled to share it with you in case you haven't seen it. Get a fistful of tissues ready. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/th6Njr-qkq0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/th6Njr-qkq0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-451460984931629690?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/451460984931629690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=451460984931629690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/451460984931629690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/451460984931629690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/12/99-balloons.html' title='99 Balloons'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-91782606717877078</id><published>2008-12-17T19:18:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:00:35.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alzheimer&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life&apos;s serious moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Life's Serious Moments</title><content type='html'>Every now and then something happens that stops me in my tracks. A friend tells me about a family member or co-worker experiencing something awful...death, cancer, a serious accident. I try to offer words of comfort or encouragement but often feel lost about what to say. It typically makes me contemplate my life and the many blessings I have. More often than not I internalize things and get quieter than usual, much to my wife's dismay. After some time my life continues on as normal and I don't think about their situations as often. And I feel guilty for being so selfish.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple weeks ago the bad news hit a little closer to home. My father-in-law, Bob, was given a preliminary diagnoses of the early onset of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alzheimer's_disease"&gt;Alzheimer's&lt;/a&gt;. We had noticed that his memory had been slipping over the past few years and there were other signs that things weren't quite right but it happened so gradually and it's easy to make excuses. We started to suspect something a bit more serious may be going on when his younger brother was diagnosed with the disease about a year ago. Lisa was with her dad at the doctor's office while he was taking the test. She could see in his eyes that he knew he wasn't doing as well as he had when he had taken the test previously. She's putting up a strong front right now but I know she's scared about what the future holds. I know Bob is scared, too. Being a retired firefighter he isn't going to let his fear show. For now I'm trying to be supportive and available to listen when someone needs to talk. That's hard for me because generally I try to offer solutions on what I think it will take to fix something. This isn't really all that fixable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're committed to doing whatever we need to do to help but we don't know what that really means right now. My father-in-law is 72. His mother just passed away this past year at age 94. This has the potential to stretch out over a very long period of time. I've seen what Alzheimer's has done to other people but never this close to me. It can be a cruel illness that robs you of your dignity, that much I do know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bob has an appointment in February to see a neurologist. We'll find out more about the potential course of treatment at that time. I'm sure they'll prescribe some drugs to help him in the short term. In the meantime we'll do some research and try to figure out what we're going to be able to do to try and help. I'm pretty certain this will be something we'll be working with for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-91782606717877078?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/91782606717877078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=91782606717877078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/91782606717877078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/91782606717877078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/12/lifes-serious-moments.html' title='Life&apos;s Serious Moments'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-9203699140148316007</id><published>2008-12-08T18:08:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:03:02.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confessions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starbuck&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorado coffee merchants'/><title type='text'>True Confessions of a Coffee Drinker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/ST3L5AlMfnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/O09RLteTMhM/s1600-h/coffee_beans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/ST3L5AlMfnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/O09RLteTMhM/s320/coffee_beans.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277598518617079410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm a coffee snob and I'm proud of it. I own two separate coffee makers. One of them cost nearly $900 and it makes awesome espresso drinks. When I got over the initial sticker shock and did the math I discovered it easily paid for itself in less than a year. I've owned it for over six so I'm way ahead on the coffee shop curve. The other is only for brewed coffee...the everyday work horse. I only buy whole bean coffee and use a burr grinder to make it just right for the perfect brew. Snobbery through and through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've travelled around the world I've gotten to taste a lot of great coffee. It is the primary export in a lot of the countries the &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/"&gt;organization&lt;/a&gt; I work for has offices in. The result is I've had the opportunity to drink some of the world's best coffee on its home turf. I have a deal with a couple of co-workers and we bring coffee back to each other from our various trips. If you've never heard coffee mentioned in conjunction with Ethiopia, Colombia, Indonesia, Guatemala, Kenya, El Salvador, or Tanzania then you must be a Folger's drinker. I once told my pastor that, for coffee connoisseurs, drinking Folger's is like dropping the f-bomb during a Sunday morning sermon. He's a cool guy so I didn't get excommunicated or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethiopian coffee is outstanding. After all, Ethiopia is the birthplace of coffee...at least that's what my Ethiopian friends claim. Colombia grows some incredible beans, too. That Juan Valdez guy is a national icon! They've built a whole new brand around ol' Juan that actually has some decent coffee associated with it...not like the junk that we in the US remember from those commercials in the 70's. Indonesia has their delicious Sumatra, Tanzania has wonderful Peaberry, Guatemala is rightfully proud of their Antigua, and the Santa Leticia beans from El Salvador are very flavorful. But, in my opinion, the best coffee I've tasted comes from Kenya! There are two coffee's that I absolutely love coming out of my favorite African destination...Kenya AA roasted by the &lt;a href="http://www.nairobijavahouse.com/"&gt;Nairobi Java House&lt;/a&gt; and, wait for it...wait for it...&lt;a href="http://www.dorman.co.ke/index.php"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dorman.co.ke/index.php"&gt;Dorman's AA Blue Mountain&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold on a minute...KENYAN Blue Mountain? Blue Mountain is that expensive coffee from Jamaica. You've got it wrong!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope...I've got it exactly right! A number of years ago someone figured out that an area of Kenya has a very similar climate, elevation and soil to Jamaica. They imported a coffee plant and found their suspicions were correct. The Kenyan Blue Mountain coffee is every bit as delicious as the Jamaican version (the Jamaicans are not real happy about this and have been trying to stop the Kenyan's from calling it Blue Mountain for years). But here's the best part. You might be aware that the Jamican Blue Mountain costs anywhere from $25 a pound and up if you can find it? I can get the Kenyan Blue Mountain for a little less than $10 a pound. Score!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The unfortunate part of this story is I can't get year 'round access to the Kenyan coffee that I love so much. I don't get to Kenya as often as I'd like and they don't have an online store that I can order from - although the shipping would probably negate the great prices anyway. The good news is I've found an awesome place in Colorado Springs that roasts some pretty darn good bean. My friend Eric Umenhofer is an awesome local roaster and owns a shop called the &lt;a href="http://www.coloradocoffeemerchants.com/"&gt;Colorado Coffee Merchants&lt;/a&gt;. He has two labels he markets under, Umpire Estate and Idle Truck. I really like the Umpire Estate Kauai blend and I love his espresso beans, too. Quite honestly, I haven't had anything from his shop that I didn't really like. It's 237% better than the bitter, burned, over-caffeinated crap that &lt;a href="http://www.starbucks.com/"&gt;Starbuck's&lt;/a&gt; tries to pass off as coffee. If you really enjoy good coffee you owe it to yourself to give Colorado Coffee Merchants a try...did I mention they're having a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/n/?event.php&amp;amp;eid=39372929015"&gt;Holiday Open House&lt;/a&gt; on December 22 between 5:30 and 8:00? If you don't live around Colorado Springs you can order online and they'll ship it to you, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok..enough with the commercial but it was an honest testimonial. Coffee is a gift from God. That's probably most evident in that it's the drug of choice for most Christians – but that's a whole different topic for another day. For now, I'm going to go pour another cup and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-9203699140148316007?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/9203699140148316007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=9203699140148316007&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/9203699140148316007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/9203699140148316007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/12/true-confessions-of-coffee-drinker.html' title='True Confessions of a Coffee Drinker'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/ST3L5AlMfnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/O09RLteTMhM/s72-c/coffee_beans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-4808912245880454546</id><published>2008-12-04T18:36:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T19:45:12.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Red Red Wine</title><content type='html'>I like red wine. Wait. That's a lie. I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; red wine! For some reason I've never acquired much of a taste for white wine. I may even have a bit of an allergy to it as I tend to get a bit congested after drinking some. But pour me a glass or two of a rich, robust red and I'm your friend for life – or at least the evening. Of course my primary reasons for drinking a glass or two of red wine are the documented &lt;a href="http://www.red-wine-and-health.com/articles/red-wine-and-health/index.php"&gt;health benefits &lt;/a&gt;that come along with it. Yeah..that's it, the health benefits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a whole mystique surrounding &lt;a href="http://www.tasting-wine.com/articles/wine-tasting/tasting-wine.php"&gt;wine tasting&lt;/a&gt; and choosing a good wine that used to intrigue me. The reviewers talking about hints of chocolate or berries or other flavors always sound great. Personally I've never really been able to pick out those distinctions when I've actually tried the wine. I guess all the cheap beer I drank in college must have tainted my taste buds. My technique is far more simple than what the experts put themselves through. I find someone who has similar taste or make friends with the manager of the local liquor mart and ask for recommendations. So far I haven't been disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had the opportunity to drink some highly rated reds over the years. Silver Oak comes to mind as a nice, smooth, fine tasting wine. At $125 + for a bottle it's not something I have on a regular basis. As a matter of fact, I've only had it once when a great friend of mine shared a bottle he had been given as a parting gift when he left an internet design company he helmed for a period of time. Someone really appreciated what he had done and let him know with a great gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sample of some of what's in my "cellar" at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STiVijBcN6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Ktt2De7YUN4/s1600-h/Red-Red-Wine4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 62px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STiVijBcN6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Ktt2De7YUN4/s200/Red-Red-Wine4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276131384213911458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STiViZgBD7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/gDjS_biHc3M/s1600-h/Red-Red-Wine3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 54px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STiViZgBD7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/gDjS_biHc3M/s200/Red-Red-Wine3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276131381657800626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STiViX5K9FI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RGhSbOwsCdA/s1600-h/Red-Red-Wine2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 52px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STiViX5K9FI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RGhSbOwsCdA/s200/Red-Red-Wine2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276131381226435666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STiVhwH6BFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kjVT1RwsCQs/s1600-h/Red-Red-Wine1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 56px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STiVhwH6BFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/kjVT1RwsCQs/s200/Red-Red-Wine1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276131370550821970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've come to discover is that it's not that difficult to find a really good bottle of red for less than $20 or $30. I'm talking something that really doesn't leave me longing for the Silver Oak but actually gives it some stiff competition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wines are very nice, full bodied reds that can either stand alone or go well with a meal. I've never really adhered to the white meat/white wine, red meat/red wine rules. I've found that you can pair red's with just about anything successfully. Some old school wine connoisseurs are probably picking themselves up off the floor about now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relaxing with good friends and a good bottle of red typically makes for a great evening. We should get together and try it sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-4808912245880454546?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/4808912245880454546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=4808912245880454546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/4808912245880454546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/4808912245880454546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/12/red-red-wine.html' title='Red Red Wine'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STiVijBcN6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Ktt2De7YUN4/s72-c/Red-Red-Wine4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-308397039820186755</id><published>2008-11-28T13:09:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T14:25:44.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maasai Mara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Serengeti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenya'/><title type='text'>Kenya Safari</title><content type='html'>Kenya is one of my favorite countries to visit. I've been there eight times in five years (I went back and counted the number of stamps in my passports). I've made some wonderful friends there...Elizabeth, Sidney and Susan to name just a few. Most often my travels have been restricted to regular work related activities with the hope of occasionally spotting some of Africa's beautiful wildlife on the side of the roads. On my last couple of trips I've gotten to go on safari in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Masai_Mara"&gt;Maasai Mara&lt;/a&gt; area in Southwest Kenya. The Maasai Mara turns into the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Serengeti"&gt;Serengeti&lt;/a&gt; at the Tanzania border so it's pretty much the same thing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both times I've visited I've stayed at the&lt;a href="http://www.andbeyondafrica.com/luxury_safari/kenya/masai_mara_national_reserve/and_beyond_kichwa_tembo_masai_mara/accommodation/and_beyond_kichwa_tembo_tented_camp"&gt; Kichwa Tembo&lt;/a&gt; tented camp. Yes, I said tents but it's not anything like what you're thinking. The tents have a completely functional bathroom (including a shower) and the beds are very comfy - they do a turn down service and put a hot water bottle between the sheets each night. The meals are served in the main dining room and the food is absolutely delicious. In the morning they serve you coffee or tea as part of your wake up call. As a side note, they give you the option to either bring the tea into your tent or serve it on the porch. If you ever visit, have them bring it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;into&lt;/span&gt; the tent because the monkeys will steal the biscuits off your plate...while you're standing there looking at them! If Kichwa Tembo seems too rustic for your tastes, check out their adjacent luxury tented camp, &lt;a href="http://www.andbeyondafrica.com/luxury_safari/kenya/masai_mara_national_reserve/and_beyond_kichwa_tembo_masai_mara/accommodation/and_beyond_bateleur_camp_masai_mara"&gt;Bateleur&lt;/a&gt;. I reserve the right to call you a snob if you choose to stay at Bateleur Camp and will probably hit you up for a "grant" to fund my next trip to Kenya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The area is beautiful with it's tremendous African sky. The wildlife is amazing! Maasai Mara is a game preserve so the animals know they aren't in danger from humans. The result is magnificent photo opportunities. The following are examples of a few of the pictures I was able to take. I've been considering making prints or desktop images of some of my pictures available for people to purchase. Pricing would depend on how large a print and what type of media you'd like it printed onto. I'd be more than happy to discuss details with you if you're interested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I'm still working on getting the video of the Maasai dance together. I'm hoping to have something ready to show next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STBe6pa3pwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EgipUyGn_JU/s1600-h/Kenya-Safari_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STBe6pa3pwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EgipUyGn_JU/s320/Kenya-Safari_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273819525294827266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STBfbmPebnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UrD2wG8TfzI/s1600-h/Kenya-Safari_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STBfbmPebnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UrD2wG8TfzI/s320/Kenya-Safari_14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273820091377413746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STBe59kyCLI/AAAAAAAAAFA/w8TPY-n9Fok/s1600-h/Kenya-Safari_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STBe59kyCLI/AAAAAAAAAFA/w8TPY-n9Fok/s320/Kenya-Safari_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273819513525242034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STBfbshTOxI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7vSA9hRvrQw/s1600-h/Kenya-Safari_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STBfbshTOxI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7vSA9hRvrQw/s320/Kenya-Safari_13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273820093062789906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STBe5u8JbXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/bgUL1kmzBTU/s1600-h/Kenya-Safari_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STBe5u8JbXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/bgUL1kmzBTU/s320/Kenya-Safari_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273819509596712306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STBfbRBWF3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wNDWkCJrcVA/s1600-h/Kenya-Safari_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STBfbRBWF3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wNDWkCJrcVA/s320/Kenya-Safari_11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273820085681002354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-308397039820186755?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/308397039820186755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=308397039820186755&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/308397039820186755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/308397039820186755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/kenya-safari.html' title='Kenya Safari'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/STBe6pa3pwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EgipUyGn_JU/s72-c/Kenya-Safari_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-6979624272994211601</id><published>2008-11-24T20:41:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:31:47.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back in action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Najile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenya'/><title type='text'>Back in Action</title><content type='html'>So sorry for being absent for so long. As I mentioned in my &lt;a href="http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/still-in-kenya.html"&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt; the days in Kenya were longer than I expected and the internet was rather spotty. I've been back in Colorado for over a week but got whipped by one of my worst cases of jet lag in a long time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here I am...back in action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SSt82OZHFfI/AAAAAAAAADA/CSnOCEuc3F8/s1600-h/Najile++018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SSt82OZHFfI/AAAAAAAAADA/CSnOCEuc3F8/s200/Najile++018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272445059785496050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My trip to Kenya was amazing! I was very honored to attend the grand opening celebration of a girls boarding school in the Rift Valley. It was my third opportunity to visit, but the first time when school was actually in session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SSt9RXHPGMI/AAAAAAAAADI/Hzgl6KYn9Zc/s1600-h/Najile++015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SSt9RXHPGMI/AAAAAAAAADI/Hzgl6KYn9Zc/s200/Najile++015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272445525982910658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the 130 girls attending the school, 30 are sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/about/programs/learningforlife.htm"&gt;Compassion's Child Sponsorship Program&lt;/a&gt;. One of the teachers is a graduate of &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/about/programs/leadershipdevelopment.htm"&gt;Compassion's Leadership Development Program&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SSt9pGCp3PI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TGQEAVKJoLU/s1600-h/Najile_Margaret++016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SSt9pGCp3PI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TGQEAVKJoLU/s200/Najile_Margaret++016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272445933717150962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met a young lady named Margaret. Margaret is a prime reason the school was built. At age 14, her family was ready to marry her off to a man much older than she is so they wouldn't have to be "burdened" with her any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young man who works at the local church was able to convince Margaret's family to let him and his wife "adopt" her and put her in the Najile Girls School. Margaret is now attending school and learning how to make the community she lives in a better place instead of becoming someone's 3rd or 4th wife. The school has been open for less than one year and it's already fulfilling the &lt;a href="http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-africa-part-2.html"&gt;purpose&lt;/a&gt; that was once just a dream that a few people dared to imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't bore you with details of the opening ceremony. Suffice it to say that it went on for nearly four hours. There were speeches and some dancing. More speeches. Gifts were exchanged. A little more dancing followed by more speeches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SSt-3tOBEII/AAAAAAAAADY/j0KgPCEBdAg/s1600-h/Najile_Maasai++017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SSt-3tOBEII/AAAAAAAAADY/j0KgPCEBdAg/s200/Najile_Maasai++017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272447284263587970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really wasn't as bad as I'm making it sound but it did last a long time. We got to see lots of the Maasai people wearing their traditional dress...absolutely beautiful! The boys from the Najile Boys School performed a traditional Maasai dance. They've won national awards for their dancing so it was good! I'm hoping to be able to post some video of the dance soon. There were dignitaries and government officials. Everything was very formal and recognized the significance of the change in culture that is allowing this school to exist. It really was special and I was honored to be able to be a part of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things to look forward to in upcoming posts...I got literally &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hundreds&lt;/span&gt; of incredible pictures on the safari we went on at the end of the trip! I'll get a few of those posted later this week. Until then, have a great week...and why not consider &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/default.htm"&gt;making a difference&lt;/a&gt; in the life of a child less fortunate than we are this Thanksgiving. It really does work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-6979624272994211601?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/6979624272994211601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=6979624272994211601&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/6979624272994211601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/6979624272994211601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-in-action.html' title='Back in Action'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SSt82OZHFfI/AAAAAAAAADA/CSnOCEuc3F8/s72-c/Najile++018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-8315253484989848726</id><published>2008-11-12T11:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:54:26.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slow internet'/><title type='text'>Still in Kenya...</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of posts...the trip has been far busier than I anticipated and the internet has been far less reliable than on my previous visits.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I will have to catch up when I am back in the US.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-8315253484989848726?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/8315253484989848726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=8315253484989848726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/8315253484989848726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/8315253484989848726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/still-in-kenya.html' title='Still in Kenya...'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-7057259308937018537</id><published>2008-11-08T12:51:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:18:47.907-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='United'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Najile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fairview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m in Kenya'/><title type='text'>I'm in Kenya!</title><content type='html'>We landed Saturday night shortly after 7:00 - we're 10 hours ahead of Colorado so I'm getting ready to tuck myself in for the night.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The flights here were uneventful...which is always a good thing! For the first time in a long time &lt;a href="http://www.united.com/"&gt;United&lt;/a&gt; actually got our whole group to our final destination with no delays and no misplaced bags! Woo-Hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SRXyhxAj72I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hYObzdk0J1Q/s1600-h/IMG_2060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SRXyhxAj72I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hYObzdk0J1Q/s320/IMG_2060.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266382001184960354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We landed after dark so you'll have to live with a few pictures of my room at the &lt;a href="http://www.fairviewkenya.com/"&gt;hotel&lt;/a&gt;. Not too bad! I was fortunate to get assigned when of the more recently updated rooms at our hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SRXxeV4eeVI/AAAAAAAAACw/aS5U5F5Ums0/s1600-h/IMG_2061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SRXxeV4eeVI/AAAAAAAAACw/aS5U5F5Ums0/s320/IMG_2061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266380842852055378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SRXw-ZMl_FI/AAAAAAAAACo/X_1tg_0Tk_k/s1600-h/IMG_2062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SRXw-ZMl_FI/AAAAAAAAACo/X_1tg_0Tk_k/s320/IMG_2062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266380293985926226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started to rain about 15 minutes after I got to my room. It's now been raining for about an hour and a half. It could be kind of muddy if it keeps up for too much longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you remember, I'm here to cover the opening ceremonies for a girls boarding school out in the Rift Valley at a place called &lt;a href="http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-africa-part-2.html"&gt;Najile&lt;/a&gt;. I promise the stories and pictures will get much more interesting over the next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch for more soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-7057259308937018537?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/7057259308937018537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=7057259308937018537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/7057259308937018537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/7057259308937018537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-in-kenya.html' title='I&apos;m in Kenya!'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SRXyhxAj72I/AAAAAAAAAC4/hYObzdk0J1Q/s72-c/IMG_2060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-1694427972565287348</id><published>2008-11-05T07:21:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:07:58.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a new day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>A New Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SRG2RPnsI1I/AAAAAAAAABo/nUr1HnQl5_k/s1600-h/a-new-day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SRG2RPnsI1I/AAAAAAAAABo/nUr1HnQl5_k/s200/a-new-day.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265189846739854162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day. As one of my &lt;a href="http://www.thegatheringhome.org/"&gt;pastor's&lt;/a&gt; likes to say, "a day that has never been used before." I've always liked it when he says that. It's usually in the context of a prayer, giving thanks to God for all he has given to us, including each and every day. It's easy to take for granted what we're given everyday and get mired down in day to day life. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying to be better about keeping a good attitude and letting go of the things I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; I have control over. I'm trying to be better about remembering to pray. It's actually pretty amazing how much better things go when I do pray. You'd think that would be incentive enough to pray more regularly, but it's not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying to have a better attitude and not be so pessimistic. It's funny how prayer makes a difference with that, too. Sometimes I wonder if I enjoy being negative or having a bad attitude. I don't think the people around me enjoy it much...I know my wife doesn't. You'd think that would be incentive enough to lighten up, but it's not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying not to get caught up with always wanting new things...stuff...gadgets. I have plenty of them. I use some of them more than others. A few weeks ago I got rid of a lot of stuff that I hadn't used in a long time. That felt good. Then I started thinking about what I might be able to replace some of that stuff with. Correct me if I'm wrong but I think this is commonly referred to as &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutphilosophy.org/materialism.htm"&gt;materialism&lt;/a&gt;. You'd think that at some point I'd be content with the things that I have, but I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My prayer today is that I would appreciate each new day for what it is, an opportunity to do something positive. To in some way make a positive difference in the day of the people around me. To be content with what God has blessed me with; a beautiful, loving wife, a great family (in-laws included), awesome friends, a good job, a free country to live in, the opportunity to travel the world, the ability to &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/default.htm"&gt;make a difference&lt;/a&gt; in the lives of others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I ask you to pray for me? Pray that I would keep my priorities straight and have a positive influence on the people I come in contact with. Pray that I would seek God's direction each and every day and not get wrapped up in selfish desires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks. I feel better already. I'll pray for you, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-1694427972565287348?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/1694427972565287348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=1694427972565287348&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/1694427972565287348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/1694427972565287348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-day.html' title='A New Day'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SRG2RPnsI1I/AAAAAAAAABo/nUr1HnQl5_k/s72-c/a-new-day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-4160475497182709808</id><published>2008-10-29T19:06:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:57:03.964-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working for a living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freelance'/><title type='text'>Workin' for a Livin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SQkUQR3OxqI/AAAAAAAAABY/j97AAM0WqWI/s1600-h/working-for-a-living.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SQkUQR3OxqI/AAAAAAAAABY/j97AAM0WqWI/s320/working-for-a-living.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262759909464655522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't posted lately. I've been busy doing some freelance work for a &lt;a href="http://www.ramtron.com/"&gt;company&lt;/a&gt; a friend of mine works for. It's been taking up a lot of my time outside of my &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/"&gt;day job&lt;/a&gt;. You might be wondering "What the heck are you doing taking on a freelance job when your work has been consuming you...at least according to that &lt;a href="http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunday-blues.html"&gt;other post&lt;/a&gt; you wrote!" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's an interesting situation. Doing this freelance job has actually helped me (temporarily, at least) get the frustrations of my day job out of my head. Yes, I'm making videos but it's not the same. The subject mater is completely different and I'm getting my hands on the equipment again...getting back in the trenches, so to speak. In my day job I do more managing than actual doing. I have a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1417720033"&gt;great guy&lt;/a&gt; that works for me who does the shooting and editing while I hover over his shoulder and drive him nuts. This freelance job has been all me – lighting, camera, directing, editing...everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In some ways it's a nice reminder that I still know how to do this stuff. It also helps me appreciate the team of people I work with on a daily basis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a more selfish basis, the side work is going to help finance my new &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/iphone"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt;. Sounds like an all around win to me! Now if i can just get this project wrapped up so I can go reintroduce myself to my wife...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-4160475497182709808?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/working-for-a-living.html' title='Workin&apos; for a Livin&apos;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/4160475497182709808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=4160475497182709808&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/4160475497182709808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/4160475497182709808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/workin-for-livin.html' title='Workin&apos; for a Livin&apos;'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SQkUQR3OxqI/AAAAAAAAABY/j97AAM0WqWI/s72-c/working-for-a-living.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-2575571219337432978</id><published>2008-10-21T20:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:56:21.416-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weatherman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>First snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SP6WQHA1VXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/F4olbnxEfN4/s1600-h/snowflake.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SP6WQHA1VXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/F4olbnxEfN4/s320/snowflake.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259806618319934834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Tuesday, October 21, 2008 and the first snow of the season is falling. It wasn't supposed to snow much, but the grass is covered already. Those poor weather guys in Colorado...there are way too many variables to keep them from getting it right!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The snow seems a bit early this year. We typically don't get the first snow until it's closer to Halloween. I'm rather ambivalent about it this year. Usually I find the first snow a touch depressing as it signals the official end of warm weather. This year, not so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I raise a toast to the first snow of the fall/winter of 2008/2009. Feel free to join in with your mug of cider, hot cocoa, or other beverage of choice. Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-2575571219337432978?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008_10/first-snow' title='First snow'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/2575571219337432978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=2575571219337432978&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/2575571219337432978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/2575571219337432978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-snow.html' title='First snow'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SP6WQHA1VXI/AAAAAAAAABQ/F4olbnxEfN4/s72-c/snowflake.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-3487310827137738323</id><published>2008-10-19T16:48:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:36:00.818-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday blues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introvert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>The Sunday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SPvEMd8wMUI/AAAAAAAAABI/7ajhmpv16y8/s1600-h/Sunday-Blues-BBKing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SPvEMd8wMUI/AAAAAAAAABI/7ajhmpv16y8/s320/Sunday-Blues-BBKing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259012708362105154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a fairly busy weekend; a Friday night wedding, helping with the weekly house cleaning Saturday morning, celebrating my nephew Trevin's 4th birthday at lunch Saturday, a violin recital with my niece Katrina later Saturday afternoon. We went to church Sunday morning (including helping with the coffee and donut table) and then I mowed and winterized the lawn in the afternoon. Right now Lisa is out with a few friends having tea so I have some quiet time while I wait for the dryer to finish with the current batch of laundry.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weekends like this leave me a little down. Sure we got a lot accomplished and spent time with family, but all the activity didn't leave me much down time. Being an introvert that means I didn't really get a chance to recharge my batteries this weekend. With Monday lurking around the corner I find my brain is shifting back into work mode...too soon. The result: I have a case of The Sunday Blues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a lot of stuff going on at work right now. Busy is always better than having too much time on your hands, but it has been non stop for far too long now and it's more than having too many projects. Don't get me wrong. I love what I do and being able to make videos that have an impact in the &lt;a href="http://compassion.com/"&gt;lives of children&lt;/a&gt; around the word...well, that's pretty amazing. A friend of mine wrote about &lt;a href="http://spencesmith.com/2008/10/09/do-what-you-lovelove-what-you-do/"&gt;doing what you love&lt;/a&gt; in his blog a few weeks ago and it is true in so many ways. The issue I'm facing right now is that work has become consuming. It's challenging to not start thinking about, talking about, worrying about...you get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what can I do? Or, more directly, what do you do to keep your work from consuming you, from beginning to define who you are? I'm looking for suggestions/ideas that might help me find ways to break the fever of my Sunday Blues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-3487310827137738323?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/3487310827137738323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=3487310827137738323&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3487310827137738323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3487310827137738323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunday-blues.html' title='The Sunday Blues'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SPvEMd8wMUI/AAAAAAAAABI/7ajhmpv16y8/s72-c/Sunday-Blues-BBKing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-3288893960231589047</id><published>2008-10-11T08:39:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:12:37.677-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>The Economy - A Common Man's Perspective</title><content type='html'>The Economy. There probably isn't anyone reading this who hasn't thought about the current world economic situation and how it is, or is going to impact their life. Food prices are going up. The cost of gas and utilities are through the roof. Retirement accounts are shrinking. I'm just a common man and don't profess to be an economist. I certainly don't know how to fix what's happening. But I do have some perspective on where a lot of the responsibility for these difficult economic times lie.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;"The American Dream"&lt;/span&gt; has changed over the past several decades. It used to be that through hard work, dedication, educational opportunities and advancement you could make a good income and provide a comfortable living for you and your family. Through your efforts you could achieve your dream. Somewhere along the way, the dream has become a list of entitlements. "I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deserve&lt;/span&gt; to have a huge home, new car(s), flat screen TV(s), expensive clothes, and a luxurious, early retirement. I don't really want to work too hard in order to get all this stuff. I'm an American...it should be given to me. Preferably on a silver platter." The dream has become a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Government.&lt;/span&gt; Irresponsible government spending has set the tone for US citizens. "Our government can't live within the means that our tax dollars provide so they rack up billions of dollars in debt. Surely a little bit of personal debt so I can buy that new car or bigger house isn't so bad." Some debt can be justified for the overall health and well-being of our nation but the vast majority of our national debt is waste, plain and simple. The hole that is currently being dug will put future generations in extreme financial risk. Government officials, elected and otherwise, generally lead very comfortable lifestyles and are paid significantly more than the average American. They are out of touch with the people they serve and are setting a dangerous precedent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Corporate Greed.&lt;/span&gt; Gone are the days when a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;reasonable&lt;/span&gt; profit was acceptable in corporate America. Industry in the 21st Century must make huge profits and line the pockets and bank accounts of its executives, board members, and major stock holders. How many times have we read about corporations and institutions failing, laying off thousands of people, blowing out employee retirement plans due to irresponsible management and yet the top executives make millions with their "golden parachutes?" As the price of oil skyrockets worldwide, squeezing the budgets of consumers, we read about the oil industry making &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;billions&lt;/span&gt; of dollars in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;profits&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of finger pointing is going on about who's at fault for the big economic crash. Democrats blame President Bush, but isn't it the Democratic controlled Congress who really sets and controls the budget? Democrats and Republicans both blame the greed of the financial institutions, but wasn't it those very politicians who encouraged banks to provide bigger, riskier loans to more people to help them buy bigger, more expensive homes? We point our fingers at the government saying they should have watched out for us and not allowed this to happen, but aren't we the ones who voted for them and put them in office to begin with and let them do pretty much whatever they want with little or no accountability? Home owners blame the mortgage companies and banks when they suddenly can't afford their house payment, but wasn't it these same home owners who bought more house than they could afford without educating themselves about what those sub-prime, adjustable rate mortgage payments would balloon to in a couple of years? We complain about the high price of gas for our cars but we don't try to plan our days to maximize our efficiency for the number of miles we drive and God forbid we carpool with someone because that would just be too inconvenient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we get angry and point the finger at those we seek to blame for the breakdown of the economy, we need to stop and take a look at our hand. See that finger sticking out towards those we want to accuse of wrecking our "dreams?" Look closely. There are three other finger pointing back at us. We all bear some responsibility for what is happening. It's time to suck it up and stop acting irresponsibly. We need to make smart decisions about how and what we spend our money on. We need to hold both ourselves and our elected officials accountable for financial decisions that affect our lives. It's time to stop being greedy and to start living within our means personally, professionally, corporately and nationally. It won't happen overnight, but with perseverance and discipline I think we can weather this storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I off base? Do I just not get it? I'd love to hear what you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-3288893960231589047?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/3288893960231589047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=3288893960231589047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3288893960231589047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3288893960231589047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/economy-common-mans-perspective.html' title='The Economy - A Common Man&apos;s Perspective'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-7737399161668036663</id><published>2008-10-08T07:56:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:15:21.046-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back to Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sponsor a child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polygamy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rift Valley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boarding school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Massai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='construction'/><title type='text'>Back to Africa Part 2</title><content type='html'>I'm headed Back to Africa during the first part of November. This is very exciting for me as I have been "out of Africa" for 18 months, the longest period of time away since I came on staff at &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/"&gt;Compassion&lt;/a&gt; in 2003. I'll be in Kenya between Nov. 7 and 15.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Africa, especially Kenya, holds a special place in my heart. Kenya was the first country I visited in Africa in the fall of 2003. I went there to film a video for &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/resources/wheretohear/events/default.htm"&gt;Compassion&lt;/a&gt; and one of our partner ministries, the &lt;a href="http://www.continentalsingers.org/home.htm"&gt;Continentals&lt;/a&gt;. It was a very special time, kind of the same feeling you get when you've just returned home after a long trip. The people are beautiful and genuinely warm and friendly. The landscape is beautiful. The African sky is every bit as magnificent as it has been described and then some. Kenya has become one of my favorite destinations in the world, and having set foot in &lt;a href="http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/twenty-seven.html"&gt;27&lt;/a&gt; different countries that's a fairly big statement. I literally don't remember how many times I've been there since my first visit, but it was frequent enough that our country staff began to joke that I soon would need to start paying taxes. My sister thinks that if I was given the opportunity and the timing and conditions were right I would permanently move to Kenya...that might be stretching it a bit but you never know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This upcoming trip will be even more special. We're celebrating the opening of a boarding school for girls in the Najille area in the Rift Valley. This area is home to the nomadic &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Massai"&gt;Massai&lt;/a&gt; tribe. Traditionally, the Massai have been polygamous and their traditions have viewed women as inferior to men. Women weren't viewed as having anything valuable to contribute to the communities in which they lived. As a result, there was very little emphasis on education for girls. The Massai have been known to marry off daughters as young as 12 years old. This enabled the parents to rid themselves of the "burden" of raising their daughters and have one less child to have to feed and care for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several years ago, one of our Project Coordinator's at Compassion's Kenya office felt compelled to speak up on behalf of the Massai girls. She began working to educate the Massai people on the value 's women bring to their culture. She went so far as to begin to rescue girls who were being sent off to be married. This courageous young woman put herself in very dangerous positions by confronting what was a deeply engrained cultural belief. By working with the Christian churches in the Rift Valley and using the power of prayer she was able to help the Massai understand that the traditions they had been observing were wrong. She came up with a plan to build a boarding school for girls to not only help educate the girls so they can become effective contributors to their villages, but also to offer protection from the temptation to marry them off at too young an age. Compassion's US development team was able to raise funds through the generous contributions of our major donors and several foundations that believe in the vision of Compassion's mission. I have had the opportunity to visit the school twice during various phases of construction. This trip will allow me to see it finished and to visit with the girls who are receiving the benefits the school is offering to them. I'll be filming interviews with the students, their parents and community leaders to put together a final status report and word of appreciation to the people who helped make everything possible. I think you can understand the significance of this trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why I'm especially excited about my trip Back to Africa. I hope this look into the unfamiliar of a group of people in a far away country will inspire you to pray for those less fortunate than us. If you're able, I would encourage you to &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/default.htm"&gt;sponsor a child&lt;/a&gt; living in a country that is trying to pull itself out of the grip of despair. You'll be amazed and blessed by the difference you can make...and the difference it will make in your own life, as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-7737399161668036663?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/7737399161668036663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=7737399161668036663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/7737399161668036663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/7737399161668036663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-africa-part-2.html' title='Back to Africa Part 2'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-4066674807371658904</id><published>2008-10-07T06:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T07:07:23.611-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenya'/><title type='text'>Back to Africa!</title><content type='html'>Ok...I'm really excited! A month from now I'll be heading back to Africa...Kenya to be more specific. This will be something like my umpteenth trip to Kenya. I'll be going to film the opening ceremony for a girls school in Najille that the &lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com"&gt;ministry&lt;/a&gt; I work for built with the help of lots of generous people. It's a really big deal for the area the school is located in. I'll explain why in a future post, but for now I just wanted to share the news.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woo-hoo! I'm going back to Africa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-4066674807371658904?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/4066674807371658904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=4066674807371658904&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/4066674807371658904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/4066674807371658904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-africa.html' title='Back to Africa!'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-3210229721728859042</id><published>2008-09-30T22:11:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T22:32:57.312-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George W. Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYTimes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wall Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finger pointing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Clinton'/><title type='text'>Whose fault is it anyway?</title><content type='html'>A lot has been said over the past few weeks about the crash of some of the U.S.A.'s major financial institutions. Everyone is quick to point a finger to the other guy across the political aisle. Democratic sponsored TV spots are airing that accuse the Bush Administration for this financial mess. Today I was sent an email that contained an article published in the New York Times on Sept. 30, 1999 - more than a month before George W. Bush was elected President for his first term. Normally I don't take much stock in emails sent to me by friends and family who have a demonstrated loyalty to one party or the other. I also am very aware of how easy it is to fake information. This time I decided to visit the NY Times website and search their archives to see if the email was accurate. To the credit of those who sent this to me, it was 100% word-for-word. I'm not going to post the entire text of the article here. I'll let you read it directly from the NY Times site:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=9C0DE7DB153EF933A0575AC0A96F958260&amp;amp;sec=&amp;amp;spon=&amp;amp;partner=permalink&amp;amp;exprod=permalink"&gt;NYTimes.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, President Clinton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-3210229721728859042?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=9C0DE7DB153EF933A0575AC0A96F958260&amp;sec=&amp;spon=&amp;partner=permalink&amp;exprod=permalink' title='Whose fault is it anyway?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/3210229721728859042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=3210229721728859042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3210229721728859042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/3210229721728859042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/whose-fault-is-it-anyway.html' title='Whose fault is it anyway?'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-7601572382666519459</id><published>2008-09-26T13:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T13:11:50.717-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bailout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wall Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bono'/><title type='text'>Bailout...'nuf said</title><content type='html'>Read my friends post...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://beckytschamler.blogspot.com/2008/09/bailout.html"&gt;Bailout&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bono's my hero. Too bad he's not eligible to run for President.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-7601572382666519459?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/7601572382666519459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=7601572382666519459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/7601572382666519459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/7601572382666519459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/bailoutnuf-said.html' title='Bailout...&apos;nuf said'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-963346204451827729</id><published>2008-09-24T14:42:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:28:35.097-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurricane Ike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current affairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wall Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Douglas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Galveston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay Lohan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clay Aiken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CDC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priorities'/><title type='text'>This is news?</title><content type='html'>Today's big headlines:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://apnews.myway.com//article/20080924/D93D57180.html"&gt;"Clay is Gay: Aiken comes out of the closet"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/hwood_party_girl/b30699_miley_brings_boyfriend_pussycat_dolls.html?sid=rss_topstories&amp;amp;utm_source=eonline&amp;amp;utm_medium=rssfeeds&amp;amp;utm_campaign=rss_topstories"&gt;"Miley takes boyfriend to Pussycat Dolls concert"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/SHOWBIZ/Movies/09/24/lohan.relationship.ap/index.html?eref=rss_topstories"&gt;"Lindsay Lohan confirms she's dating a woman"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aren't there more important things going on in the world? Does anyone really need to know what a few popular, although relatively insignificant entertainers are doing in their personal lives?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure there have been other headlines about &lt;a href="http://elections.foxnews.com/2008/09/24/mccain-suspends-campaign-to-help-with-bailout/"&gt;McCain&lt;/a&gt; calling for a pause in the campaign to focus on the financial crisis and &lt;a href="http://elections.foxnews.com/2008/09/24/fox-news-poll-obama-reclaims-lead-over-mccain-45-to-39/"&gt;Obama&lt;/a&gt; taking a larger lead in a few states, but I'm growing extremely tired of politics after a two year campaign and the obscene amount of money that's been wasted in the process. Then there's the article about actor &lt;a href="http://apnews.myway.com//article/20080924/D93D99100.html"&gt;Michael Douglas&lt;/a&gt; fielding questions about the financial crisis on Wall Street at the UN. Really? I know he was in the movie "Wall Street" - he even won an Oscar for the role -  but does that make him an authority on the crisis happening in the US Financial District? Why would a reporter even ask a stupid question like that? It's bad enough that he was really there to talk about a nuclear test ban treaty, like he's an expert on that subject, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, the residents of &lt;a href="http://apnews.myway.com//article/20080924/D93D99300.html"&gt;Galveston&lt;/a&gt; are being allowed to return home for the first time since Hurricane Ike struck two weeks ago. Sure, it's in the news, but it's not getting as much attention. The &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/HEALTH/conditions/09/24/flu.vaccine/index.html?eref=rss_topstories"&gt;CDC&lt;/a&gt; is really concerned about this season's flu season. Apparently there are three new strains lurking out there waiting to prey on infants and the elderly. Buried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this a sign of the direction our culture is headed? If the love lives of celebrities can trump real world, life threatening, significant news so easily I'm afraid for what's to come. Do we need to be so sheltered and insulated from what's going on in our world? Wouldn't it be better to know what life changing events are happening around us so we can get our fat butts out of our lazy-boys and give someone a hand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it, isn't it. We've become such isolationists that we really don't want to know what's going on around us. It's "too painful," or it "really doesn't affect me that much." "I'm tired of hearing about other people's problems."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May God have mercy on us all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-963346204451827729?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/963346204451827729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=963346204451827729&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/963346204451827729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/963346204451827729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-news.html' title='This is news?'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-9157632658147618595</id><published>2008-09-19T17:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:38:50.448-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justin Long'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill gates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonconformist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerry Seinfeld'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Hodgeman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek'/><title type='text'>I'm a Mac!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SNRGAaXUp6I/AAAAAAAAABA/Vqn0ZZxZadA/s1600-h/Apple.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SNRGAaXUp6I/AAAAAAAAABA/Vqn0ZZxZadA/s320/Apple.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247896438684559266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the publicity surrounding &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rIjNJZpRtj8"&gt;Microsoft's&lt;/a&gt; new ad blitz I thought I would weigh in with my 2¢ – &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surprise!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mac!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Have been since the late 80's and most likely will be until the day I die.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the years I've personally owned a total of 7 Macs of various flavors and configurations. Those are just the ones I've used at home. At work there have been another dozen or so that I've been in charge of at various times...everything from PowerBooks, to Mac Pro's and everything in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On top of all that I've got three &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/itunes/"&gt;iPods&lt;/a&gt; and an &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/iphone/"&gt;iPhone&lt;/a&gt; in the household. Hopefully a second iPhone is coming in the not too distant future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the video work I do, Macs make sense. For use at home, they do everything I've ever asked them to do without fuss. I've never had a virus attack my machines. I've never seen the "blue screen of death" or had a complete system failure. They just work. Not to say there haven't been some problems along the way, but nothing like the problems all of my PC friends have had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved Apple's &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/getamac/ads/"&gt;"Get a Mac"&lt;/a&gt; ads with Justin Long and John Hodgeman from the beginning. I thought they were clever and entertaining with a nice little pump for Apple while getting in a not-so-subtle dig at Windows. I sat scratching my bald head when I saw the Microsoft ads with Jerry Seinfeld and Bill Gates. The new "I'm a PC" ads? Talk about imitation being the biggest form of flattery. But honestly, I don't think Microsoft is winning back any of the people who switched to the Mac over the past several years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I biased? Sure. Am I a Mac snob? Absolutely. There may be 12 step programs available for geeks like me, but I ain't going!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-9157632658147618595?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/9157632658147618595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=9157632658147618595&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/9157632658147618595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/9157632658147618595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-mac.html' title='I&apos;m a Mac!'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SNRGAaXUp6I/AAAAAAAAABA/Vqn0ZZxZadA/s72-c/Apple.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-9034923717929286164</id><published>2008-09-15T20:59:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:20:16.449-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='27'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='privilege'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>twenty-seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to Wikipedia, "27 is the natural number following 26 and preceding 28. Twenty-seven is the smallest positive integer requiring four syllables to name in English, though it can be unambiguously defined in just two: "three cubed.""&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twenty-seven is a number that I have some attachment to. I have for the past couple of years. I'm trying not to get too comfortable with 27...I'd like to see it change to 28 in the very near future. Even better would be twenty-nine and then 30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what's the significance of 27 to me? It happens to be the number of countries I've had the privilege to be able to visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before you get too excited there's something you need to understand. I didn't visit all these countries on vacation. I wasn't relaxing on sun soaked beaches, sipping tropical drinks with a miniature umbrella poking me in the eye. The vast majority of the places I've visited are not vacation destinations for most people. They are countries like Rwanda where the entire society is working hard to recover from the murder of nearly 1,000,000 people during three horrifying months in 1994. A country where the majority of the population lives in horrible poverty, working harder than we in the United States will ever work for the equivalent of $2 or $3 a day...if they're fortunate. A country where I met a little boy who has become a big part of my life. Karangirwa Roger Mila, born in May of 1994...right in the middle of the genocide. He is the oldest child in a family of 5. His father is a subsistence farmer. His mother does odd sewing jobs when she can to make a little extra money to help support Roger and his two siblings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roger is a good boy. He helps his mother around the house when he isn't in the field with his father. His parents have big dreams for him. They want to see him grow up and be able to live a better life than what they have...not scratching and digging for food or wearing tattered clothes and living in a shanty that barely keeps the rain out during monsoon season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Want to know the best part? Roger has a chance to make his parents dreams come true. You see, Roger lives in a village that has a church that believes in him and is helping pay for his school fees and uniform. The church is home to a &lt;a href="http://compassion.com/"&gt;Compassion&lt;/a&gt; project. They make sure he gets nutritious meals and provides medicine if he gets sick. They help tutor him and give him the opportunity to learn a trade that will help lift him out of the poverty that engulfs his life. Best of all, they introduced Roger to Jesus and now Roger knows he isn't ever alone. There's always someone watching over him and his family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SM8zZf2DBDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DCF3lDGgOmc/s1600-h/Roger+%26+Ric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SM8zZf2DBDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DCF3lDGgOmc/s320/Roger+%26+Ric.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246468604047852594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so privileged not just to have met Roger but to be a part of his life. I am Roger's sponsor. Since 2002 I have been sending $32 a month to &lt;a href="http://compassion.com/sponsor"&gt;Compassion&lt;/a&gt; so that the church in Roger's village can provide all those things I described. I've seen this young boy grow up. I've watched his expression change in the pictures I receive from one of despair to a smiling, joyful young man who has hope for his future. I have visited him at his project, and sat with him and his family in their home. I have held him in my arms and cried with him when I had to leave. I pray for him, send him letters and birthday gifts. I love this little boy as if he was part of my family...and in reality, he is part of my family. I know God has great things in store for this young man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's one story from many miles of travel. I have others to tell. Someday I'll introduce you to Julio in Colombia. But not today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. Shooting for 28...and beyond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-9034923717929286164?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/9034923717929286164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=9034923717929286164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/9034923717929286164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/9034923717929286164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/twenty-seven.html' title='twenty-seven'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SM8zZf2DBDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DCF3lDGgOmc/s72-c/Roger+%26+Ric.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4652653572695987349.post-2074778794941948940</id><published>2008-09-11T18:13:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:32:13.047-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poverty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doubts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>the beginning</title><content type='html'>Here we go...my first doodle. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been reading people's blogs for a little while...see the list at the right of this page for the people I read the most...and thought it might be time to give it a go myself. I enjoy reading what others are thinking about, what excites them, saddens them, makes them angry, what they believe. On occasion, I get to talk face to face with some of the people I read. OK, maybe it's an email or phone conversation for those that don't live close but I'm fortunate to have more than just a blog relationship with many of them. Someday I hope to be able to cross paths with those who I haven't truly met in person yet. The one thing that all the bloggers on my list have in common is that they are a smart, witty, interesting and well spoken group. They have good things to say and say them eloquently, whether I agree with them or not. It's my hope that I'll be able to join in and live up to their high standards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what do I have to contribute to the world? I guess we'll find out as we go. I'll try to share things that I feel passionately about: poverty, family &amp;amp; friends, work. I'm sure I'll dive off into things that aren't as significant: movies, music, sports, Apple stuff, cars. I'll probably get up on my soap box every now and then and I hope the people who read my doodles will feel free to disagree with me...I want this to be a place where people can agree to disagree as long as we don't get nasty with each other. Those of you who know me are aware that I can be opinionated...I also hope that I've been able to demonstrate that I will listen to reason. This might be where the first argument starts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to use this blogging thing to "expand my horizons" or "spread my wings." (What other cheap clichés can I throw into this?) I've been doing my job - film/video production - for quite a long time. Recently I've started to have doubts about what I'm doing and the contribution I'm actually making to the non-profit where I work. A good friend told me I need to find a hobby or two. This might be one of the outlets for that. I'e also started picking up my camera more frequently. It's a Canon SLR, not a video camera. Using a video camera feels too much like work so I don't even own one. My wife, Lisa and I spent some time in the mountains last week and I took some pictures as we hiked around Breckenridge. Here's one of them. I'll post more and ask for your critique since I'm just getting into the whole photography thing again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMnvBqnMYPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LLbTO9uX_jE/s1600-h/Mountain+Aspens++001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMnvBqnMYPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LLbTO9uX_jE/s320/Mountain+Aspens++001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244986052947239154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll wrap it up for now. Hopefully this will start coming more naturally. I used to write a lot so maybe it'll be like riding a bike and come back to me. I don't know how frequently I'll post. It'll depend on how inspired I get and how much doodling I do in my brain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4652653572695987349-2074778794941948940?l=doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/feeds/2074778794941948940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4652653572695987349&amp;postID=2074778794941948940&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/2074778794941948940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4652653572695987349/posts/default/2074778794941948940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doodlesinmybrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/beginning.html' title='the beginning'/><author><name>Ric Sieben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17103330636538946248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMhAqC22sNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hwlAmG-rhE0/S220/Ric_1-08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fCZfWVE9yn4/SMnvBqnMYPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LLbTO9uX_jE/s72-c/Mountain+Aspens++001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
