<?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-3606296802294470223</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:29:43.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TheWayISeeBeautiful</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11274042266110594838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606296802294470223.post-8107261775735202509</id><published>2011-05-19T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T16:36:58.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creation is a Career</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvKvHNihcmY/TdWNWv2rr5I/AAAAAAAAABI/xSlKIO75v6U/s1600/IMG_4468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvKvHNihcmY/TdWNWv2rr5I/AAAAAAAAABI/xSlKIO75v6U/s320/IMG_4468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608544332902281106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been thinking a lot about WHO I really am. I've started to feel like pushing with friends and neighbors the fact that being creative is its own career! People who create (no matter the media), and inspire others to be creative, should be able to do that to pay the bills. I have been inspired by @scottthepainter and many others recently to create. Design is a media in itself. My creative release comes out in all kinds of places, whether that is the lamp from the 50's that I just repurposed by painting sunflower yellow and placing in front of my window, chopping up a motorcycle to have the sleek lines I'm looking for, shortening handlebars and changing wheel color on a bike, or remodeling a kitchen or bathroom for www.McKelveyDesigns.com. All of these are a visual creation/design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really gets to me is the fact that the only thing seen as "successful" in american standards is having a lot of money, big house, and a nice car. The only way to get there is to skip the art in a visual production in order to save $10 to get the lamp, motorcycle, bike, or bathroom faster and earn a few bucks by destroying more trees, and environment in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Success should be measured only in the eyes of the one who sets the goal. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that goal is to create, I pray you set beautiful goals for me to selfishly enjoy too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606296802294470223-8107261775735202509?l=moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/feeds/8107261775735202509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3606296802294470223&amp;postID=8107261775735202509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/8107261775735202509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/8107261775735202509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/2011/05/creation-is-career.html' title='Creation is a Career'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11274042266110594838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvKvHNihcmY/TdWNWv2rr5I/AAAAAAAAABI/xSlKIO75v6U/s72-c/IMG_4468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606296802294470223.post-6183101227816381472</id><published>2009-07-16T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:05:30.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the first ever texas snowboard company!</title><content type='html'>have you ever written down your dreams and aspirations? one dream that i have had for a few years is to start the first ever texas snowboard company and have the first ever rail jam... with snow!! there has to be big prize money and big names or it won't be worth it... lets get this snowball rolling downhill...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606296802294470223-6183101227816381472?l=moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/feeds/6183101227816381472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3606296802294470223&amp;postID=6183101227816381472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/6183101227816381472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/6183101227816381472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-ever-texas-snowboard-company.html' title='the first ever texas snowboard company!'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11274042266110594838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606296802294470223.post-7279579925111566883</id><published>2009-01-19T20:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:25:26.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>c-span</title><content type='html'>did u ever wonder as a kid how bad you would want to kill yourself the first time you watched cspan? well it just happened and i need help pulling the knife out of my eye ball. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is overwhelming watching Obama walk around a crowded room shaking peoples hands. the excitement and anticipation of shaking someones hand that is so famous that you can shake his hand and become famous (crazy concept) is insane.  the anticipation of a replay of the million man march and the possibility of change will almost make you go into shock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can you imagine meeting the most famous man in the world, michael jackson, obama, madonna, vanilla ice? someone so important in your life that you will faint upon contact! how crazy would it be meeting the person that created the most famous person in your world? "i can only imagine" - mercy me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinking about meeting the god that created the universe doesnt even compare to how overwhelming it is when you come face to face with an earthly dream. i fully believe i will drop to my knees and cry/tremble in the presence of such pure beauty and love.... 2 things i dont do much of here on earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606296802294470223-7279579925111566883?l=moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/feeds/7279579925111566883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3606296802294470223&amp;postID=7279579925111566883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/7279579925111566883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/7279579925111566883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/2009/01/c-span.html' title='c-span'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11274042266110594838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606296802294470223.post-4283006441486108518</id><published>2009-01-19T19:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:04:26.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hudson miracles?</title><content type='html'>have you ever been watching something and it makes you cry... but you still can't look away? i was watching "the miracle on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hudson&lt;/span&gt;" coverage (so they call it) and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; help but thinking i wish there was something i could do. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;: why do i write blogs about each time i cry? maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; why its been so long since my last one... yo no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt;?  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basically- what can you do to help those around you in an extraordinary way? not just going out of your way to be nice and say hi, but if your plane was going down (not in a river) what kind of legacy would you be leaving? would people remember you because of your love/ character/ integrity/ compassion? who are you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; let your mind get lost in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;monotony&lt;/span&gt; of routine!   "i get out of all your boxes" -lauryn hill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606296802294470223-4283006441486108518?l=moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/feeds/4283006441486108518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3606296802294470223&amp;postID=4283006441486108518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/4283006441486108518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/4283006441486108518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-you-ever-been-watching-something.html' title='hudson miracles?'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11274042266110594838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606296802294470223.post-2932155435041472348</id><published>2008-02-15T23:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:45:39.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'>its a girl</title><content type='html'>so miniNate is in the world. crazy i know. you think stuff like that should be illegal or at least closely watched by the government.  i was/am so glad that i could be there to help and just be a part of something so amazing.  as much as i wanna be snowboarding, im so glad that i can be here with my friends and involved in their lives.  babies only come once or twice for most people. i cant wait to have a minime of my own... well i can wait for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606296802294470223-2932155435041472348?l=moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/feeds/2932155435041472348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3606296802294470223&amp;postID=2932155435041472348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/2932155435041472348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/2932155435041472348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-girl.html' title='its a girl'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11274042266110594838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606296802294470223.post-432005774689362148</id><published>2007-12-24T17:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T14:01:47.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'>martyrs and thieves</title><content type='html'>well ive never been much for the baring of souls in the presence of any man, id rather keep to myself all safe and secure in the arms of a sinner i am, could it be that my words should depend by the crimson stained grace on a hand, and like a lamp on a hill lord i pray in your will to reveal all of you that i can. so turn on the light and reveal all the glory i am not afraid, to bare all my weakness knowing in meakness that i have a kingdom to gain, well there is peace and love in the light, oh i am not afraid to let your light shine bright in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there are ghosts from my past that own more of my soul than i thought i had given away, they linger in closets and under my bed and in pictures less proudly displayed, a great fool in my life i have been have squandered til palid and thin, hold my head in shame and refuse to take blame for the darkness i know ive let win. so turn on the light and reveal all the glory i am not afraid, to bare all my weakness knowing in meakness that i have a kingdom to gain, well there is peace and love in the light, oh i am not afraid to let your light shine bright in my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606296802294470223-432005774689362148?l=moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/feeds/432005774689362148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3606296802294470223&amp;postID=432005774689362148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/432005774689362148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/432005774689362148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/2007/12/martyrs-and-thieves.html' title='martyrs and thieves'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11274042266110594838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606296802294470223.post-1137889729301442549</id><published>2007-12-21T02:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T17:08:12.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>$2 bible</title><content type='html'>i had dinner tonight with a friend and told her all about my $2 bible. i started going to church in high school. no one ever told me that i had a choice for or against jesus. they just "did" church like mainstream america. in 2 years of going to hang out with everyone on sunday nights, no one said anything. so when someone finally did i decided not to take their word for it.. or even take a pastors word because he carried the title. i went to a half price book store and bought my used $2 bible. not to go into more details of that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do we go with the flow? why do we do what everyone else is doing? its easy.. we dont want to stick out.. we want to be accepted... we want to be loved! jesus was hated when he lived on earth, he was kicked out of places and cities, he was made fun of for being different and beaten for going against the flow. whether you believe he was/is god or not... that one man changed the world forever !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606296802294470223-1137889729301442549?l=moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/feeds/1137889729301442549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3606296802294470223&amp;postID=1137889729301442549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/1137889729301442549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/1137889729301442549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-2-bible.html' title='$2 bible'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11274042266110594838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606296802294470223.post-6752280188848900630</id><published>2007-12-19T23:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:32:43.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oprah</title><content type='html'>i cant believe i'm saying it but i just shed a half tear while watching oprah on letterman tonight.  mainly because of all the pain in the world.  she said it best when she said its not that we're not doing enough. its that we sit back and enjoy our cappucino's and let world hunger and aids continue with out doing anything.  and its true! what are we each doing to save our world? human beings are dying becuase we cant help support or even better, go help overseas.. much less locally!  when was the last time you did anything to help anyone? are you showing christs love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm reading a great book right now called "Revolution." the basic idea is dont label yourself a revolutionary but be one by doing things agains the grain.  do what is right when no one else is.  love god at all costs.  stand up for those who dont have a voice of their own!!! BE a revolutionary. Jesus was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606296802294470223-6752280188848900630?l=moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/feeds/6752280188848900630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3606296802294470223&amp;postID=6752280188848900630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/6752280188848900630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/6752280188848900630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/2007/12/oprah.html' title='oprah'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11274042266110594838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606296802294470223.post-8533140552599616533</id><published>2007-12-05T22:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T22:17:52.098-06:00</updated><title type='text'>why me</title><content type='html'>so as i've come to another crossroads with god in asking "why me?" how come the last 2 relationships i have had have ended in the girl dating a "good" friend of mine.  am i just "that guy" now? i think i could care less as long as the guy would approach me as a true friend and tell me whats going on.  does that mean my friends dont believe in loyalty? or does that mean that i'm not making the right friends?  only god knows. buy what does he want me to learn from all of this is really the true question?  well....?  god are you there...?  i know you are but in our deepest valleys are the times we cry out the most for you and your comfort.  i dont think i'm in that deep of a valley right now. i just mis our closeness.  i almost feel like i'm on a different mountain all together and wish i could be in the valley to at least know i am being watched by you.  take me to places that i've never even dreamed i could go.  mold me make me to be like you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606296802294470223-8533140552599616533?l=moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/feeds/8533140552599616533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3606296802294470223&amp;postID=8533140552599616533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/8533140552599616533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/8533140552599616533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-me.html' title='why me'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11274042266110594838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3606296802294470223.post-1845558394096580993</id><published>2007-12-05T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T22:08:18.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the things i think about</title><content type='html'>"so i was walking again thinking about the things i think about and trying to make sense of it all."  just a good quote from a guy i know with dread locks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3606296802294470223-1845558394096580993?l=moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/feeds/1845558394096580993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3606296802294470223&amp;postID=1845558394096580993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/1845558394096580993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3606296802294470223/posts/default/1845558394096580993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneydoesntmakeyourich.blogspot.com/2007/12/things-i-think-about.html' title='the things i think about'/><author><name>Justin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11274042266110594838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
