<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365</id><updated>2008-11-18T13:58:12.982-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart Mind and Eye</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/blog.html'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/atom.xml'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>210</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-1800739390669581891</id><published>2008-11-18T10:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:41:50.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of the Gu</title><content type='html'>I hadn't run since last Tuesday... shame on me. Considering I didn't leave the house on Sunday, I was pretty upset at myself. So I had to run today. We're swamped with assignments tonight, so I woke up a few minutes early today and went for a jog before work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't eat very well yesterday, some chicken and rice, a couple links of sausage on the golf course, and a bowl of cheeze-it's late last night. Oh, and a Heath Ice Cream bar. (It was free during that golf tournament... that means I have to have one)  So I was a little worried how the run this morning would go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downed a packet of Gu (a small packet of caffeine and carbs) and hit the road. I was a little stiff to begin and my legs felt like logs. But after about a half mile, I got into my groove. And at the 2-mile point, I felt like a million bucks. I finished the last mile faster than the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what my run looked like in the form of a graph. It's a little miss leading because I pretty much  kept the same pace throughout the run... but when you shrink it down like this, it looks like slowed down, sped up, slowed down... etc.&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=8,0,0,0" id="Nike+ Runs" align="middle" height="145" width="198"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://nikeplus.nike.com/nikeplus/v1/swf/scrapablewidget/rundetail.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="type=individualRun&amp;amp;userDefaultUnit=mi&amp;amp;screenName=KansasKajun&amp;amp;dateFormat=MM/DD/YY&amp;amp;id=1949541340&amp;amp;userID=1962060344&amp;amp;region=us&amp;amp;language=en&amp;amp;locale=en_us"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://nikeplus.nike.com/nikeplus/v1/swf/scrapablewidget/rundetail.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="Nike+ Runs" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" flashvars="type=individualRun&amp;amp;userDefaultUnit=mi&amp;amp;screenName=KansasKajun&amp;amp;dateFormat=MM/DD/YY&amp;amp;id=1949541340&amp;amp;userID=1962060344&amp;amp;region=us&amp;amp;language=en&amp;amp;locale=en_us" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="145" width="198"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's cool about this?  Well, I ran my 300th mile this morning. That's probably a little bit off since a few of my runs didn't register with Nike+ for some reason. But it's still pretty cool to break the 300 mile point. And after my run, Paula Radcliffe (fresh off her NYC Marathon victory) came on my iPod and said I set a new personal best for the mile. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day should be a breeze now.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/1800739390669581891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=1800739390669581891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/1800739390669581891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/1800739390669581891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/11/power-of-gu.html' title='Power of the Gu'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-6214759310478759353</id><published>2008-11-17T23:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:44:01.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to put the Cheese</title><content type='html'>This afternoon, I sent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nabil&lt;/span&gt; an email with a few predictions on the High School basketball game I had to photograph. The regular season &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tipped&lt;/span&gt; off tonight with a match up between the last two state runner-ups.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ellender&lt;/span&gt; lost in Overtime of the state champ game two seasons ago. And H.L. Bourgeois became the Cinderella team and lost in the finals last season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nabil&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HL&lt;/span&gt; would shoot 37 three-pointers. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ellender&lt;/span&gt; would dunk twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got much more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not quite sure how many Three pointers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HL&lt;/span&gt; shot, but I'm guessing it's more than you'd ever imagine a high school team would shoot. And what's amazing is that they make most of them. Here's the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HL&lt;/span&gt; guard pulling up for a quick jumper... from at least 25 feet out. There was plenty of time on the clock.  I guess he figured he was open so why not shoot the J. He made it.  If I were a coach, this would drive me crazy... but he scored 42 of their 85 points so what can you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/threes-788918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/threes-788912.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were a few dunks... I'm pretty sure this is the same kid from my earlier post. I would have given almost anything to be able to do this in High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/dunks-744846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/dunks-744841.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got a lot more than a asked for tonight. I haven't kept track, but it seems every basketball game I cover, I see something I've never seen before. It might be someone famous, it might be an amazing play, it might be a crazy fan... there always seems to be something that catches me off guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight... four Technical fouls in one quarter. Two by one coach. Meaning he was tossed from the game. I've never seen a coach tossed from a high school game before. He didn't do anything outrageous, he just said something to the Ref that the Ref didn't like... twice. The other two fouls were from a player saying something to a ref, and another player hanging on the rim a little to long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/ejection-719654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/ejection-719649.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he sat out int he hallway for the rest of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/coach-753579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/coach-753573.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, it was a physical game. And that makes for fun photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/play-798560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/play-798543.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nabil&lt;/span&gt;... there you go. Two dunks, a bunch of threes and four technical fouls. I think that means you have to come down here and watch some games for yourself. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;HL&lt;/span&gt; serves up an amazing batch of nachos. They put the cheese in the little spot for cheese AND on the chips. For only two bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for something completely different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also shot a charity golf tournament this afternoon. Pretty boring for the most part. I got better photos of the setting sun and gnats than I did of any golf action. Yea, that's a crap load of little bugs flying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/golf.light-787814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/golf.light-787771.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/6214759310478759353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=6214759310478759353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/6214759310478759353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/6214759310478759353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/11/where-to-put-cheese.html' title='Where to put the Cheese'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-3961312076419015080</id><published>2008-11-15T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:02:03.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>State volleyball</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-723895-723957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-723895-723951.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;First of all... Congrats to the E. D. White volleyball team for  &lt;br&gt;winning state. They&amp;#39;ve made it to the finals the last five years, and  &lt;br&gt;lost each time. Until tonight.&lt;p&gt;I finished up work, ate the free chicken in the coaches room, and  &lt;br&gt;decided to stick around and watch the finals of another division. I  &lt;br&gt;have no clue who&amp;#39;s playing but it&amp;#39;s good volleyball so it&amp;#39;s fun to  &lt;br&gt;watch.&lt;p&gt;My other options were driving home or standing in the lobby, crowd  &lt;br&gt;around the tv with the dads and watch whatever football game is on.&lt;p&gt;I might head back into the coaches room for some bread pudding here in  &lt;br&gt;a bit. It&amp;#39;s good, but has too many raisns to be really good.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/3961312076419015080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=3961312076419015080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/3961312076419015080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/3961312076419015080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/11/state-volleyball.html' title='State volleyball'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-9081330312430004595</id><published>2008-11-15T12:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T12:32:59.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-779401-779464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-779401-779459.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Look who I met this morning as I left my house for work...&lt;p&gt;This little fella was stuck in the area outside my front door. He  &lt;br&gt;(she?) must have somehow flew up the stairs and couldn&amp;#39;t figure out  &lt;br&gt;how to get back down.&lt;p&gt;I tried to shoo him back down but he kept going to the screen window.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/9081330312430004595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=9081330312430004595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/9081330312430004595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/9081330312430004595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/11/stuck.html' title='Stuck'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-1518708786855683093</id><published>2008-11-13T21:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:35:36.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamboree</title><content type='html'>Let the High School basketball season begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple shots from the boys basketball Jamboree... a pre-season scrimmage of local teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight happened to match up the biggest rivals in the town, Terrebonne and Ellender. Had it been a regular season game, there would have been zero empty seats and all corners of the gym would be filled with standing room only. But since most of the Terrebonne team is still playing football, it wasn't as hyped at usual.... but it was still fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This area has some amazing basketball talent for some reason, and it makes High School ball awesome to watch. You'll have solid teams and of course a few showboats that like to flaunt what they can do. Makes the games fun to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had a team in the state finals the last three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted some nachos from the concession stand tonight, but the line was always way to long. So, I'm starving right now and am going to get something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are a few shots from tonight. A dunk and a funky, from the hip, scoop-type lay-up thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/bball2-734113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/bball2-734068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/bball1-734025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/bball1-734019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/1518708786855683093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=1518708786855683093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/1518708786855683093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/1518708786855683093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/11/jamboree.html' title='Jamboree'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-660829776497148851</id><published>2008-11-12T10:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T10:29:28.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-768513-768578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-768513-768570.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well, the last couple mornings have been a little rocky.&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, my first day back from an awesome vacation, my car battery  &lt;br&gt;died. It was an &amp;quot;18 month&amp;quot; battery and it turned 19 while I was gone.  &lt;br&gt;So I spent the morning in the wall mart area.&lt;p&gt;And this morning I had to get some blood work done at the hospital.  &lt;br&gt;Everything went smooth until I got to the lab. The waiting room was  &lt;br&gt;full so I&amp;#39;m staking in the back watching the price is right. $.80 won  &lt;br&gt;a trip to the second showcase showdown. There&amp;#39;s one seat open, but I  &lt;br&gt;wouldn&amp;#39;t be able to see the TV.&lt;p&gt;Other than the battery and blood work, things are great.&lt;p&gt;I think I&amp;#39;m next</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/660829776497148851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=660829776497148851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/660829776497148851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/660829776497148851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/11/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-8968570752570853600</id><published>2008-11-07T13:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T13:53:29.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Got my fix</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-709702-709767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-709702-709761.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Every time I come home, I have to stop at a Hardees to get a hot ham  &lt;br&gt;and cheese sandwich. There aren&amp;#39;t many Hardees around houma.&lt;p&gt;So mom, erma and I stopped at the turnpike hardees so I could get my  &lt;br&gt;ham and cheese fix.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m better now that I&amp;#39;ve had my hot ham and cheese.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/8968570752570853600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=8968570752570853600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/8968570752570853600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/8968570752570853600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/11/got-my-fix.html' title='Got my fix'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-7722904032861268377</id><published>2008-11-07T09:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:28:20.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Geddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-700497-700573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-700497-700567.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Geddy sleeping downstairs</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/7722904032861268377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=7722904032861268377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/7722904032861268377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/7722904032861268377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/11/geddy.html' title='Geddy'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-6680148718749740826</id><published>2008-11-05T23:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:04:34.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A big little apple update</title><content type='html'>Thought I'd post a few photos and thoughts from the trip as I watch 300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been an awesome trip so far, other than the score of the KSU vs KU game of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was awesome. Friday night, Ben, Jess and I went out for dinner and crashed early. Saturday, we went to Lawrence for the KU game. Looking back, I'm glad we didn't get tickets. We had a blast hanging out on "the hill"  The weather was fantastic, the game was not. I brought a few dozen purple beads with me to the game. We had a great time tossing beads to the KSU fans before the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/benmatt.kugame-768690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/benmatt.kugame-768685.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we met up with Bradley who was in town for a workshop, John and Eric, a friend of Ben's. We had a few beers and way to much pizza. It was dubbed "Ben's bachelor party" but really didn't live up to the bachelor party stereotype. But it was still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home with John on Sunday morning after an awesome breakfast of homemade biscuits and gravy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday of this week have been really laid back for me. Sleeping in, going for a couple jogs and just kicking it in my parents' comfy leather couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited my grandparents who recently moved into a new apartment in a retirement community. They have an awesome view from their balcony. This shot is looking East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/grandma.view-790698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/grandma.view-790692.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, mom took me on a tour of the tornado damage. It was pretty impressive to see the track of the tornado. A few of my high school buddies had quite a bit of damage to their homes. The tornado first touched down near Warner Park, where I ran cross country races back in the day. So mom and I took a little stroll through the park. It's a little chunk of tall grass prairie in the middle of growing neighborhoods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/warnergrass-721276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/warnergrass-721271.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, after a dinner at the new Kites Bar and Grill (which is filled with awesome, historic KSU sports photos) dad and I went to the KSU vs OU volleyball game. It was cool to clap along to the fight song, do the Wabash and see the Cats get a win.  We ran into and sat with long-time family friends, the Robinsons. So that was cool to catch up with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/vball-715930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/vball-715871.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some video of the game winning point and the crowd doing the Wabash, but I don't feel like waiting for it to finish uploading to YouTube. Maybe next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up on the trip... a trip to campus to talk to some classes and show some work from Hurricanes Gustav and Ike. And after that, it's off to KC for all the wedding festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, back to watching 300. I really have no clue what's going on right now, but it's still a pretty cool flick.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/6680148718749740826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=6680148718749740826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/6680148718749740826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/6680148718749740826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/11/big-little-apple-update.html' title='A big little apple update'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-1005721641150655728</id><published>2008-11-02T16:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T16:19:33.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Horray fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-773175-773328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-773175-773251.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I miss real falls. Although it was 85 today and didn&amp;#39;t feel like fall.  &lt;br&gt;At least it still looks like fall.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/1005721641150655728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=1005721641150655728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/1005721641150655728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/1005721641150655728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/11/horray-fall.html' title='Horray fall'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-4657677797722470405</id><published>2008-11-01T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:13:31.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast and beer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-711230-711303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-711230-711294.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/4657677797722470405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=4657677797722470405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/4657677797722470405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/4657677797722470405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/11/breakfast-and-beer.html' title='Breakfast and beer'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-716717733952996859</id><published>2008-11-01T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:30:09.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At the game!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-709284-709359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-709284-709338.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;No tickets yet</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-6150829292965169056</id><published>2008-10-31T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:40:18.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boulevard wheat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-718229-718366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-718229-718354.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ahhhhh...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/6150829292965169056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=6150829292965169056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/6150829292965169056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/6150829292965169056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/10/boulevard-wheat.html' title='Boulevard wheat'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-1195891681622030504</id><published>2008-10-31T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T19:25:17.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhh ahhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-717333-717408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-717333-717402.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;35,000 feet up somewhere between Houston and KC.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/1195891681622030504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=1195891681622030504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/1195891681622030504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/1195891681622030504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/10/ohhh-ahhhh.html' title='Ohhh ahhhh'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-3938376388486077353</id><published>2008-10-31T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:07:26.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying solo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-746032-746560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-746032-746109.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The good news is I found a ride to the airport this morning.&lt;p&gt;The not as good news is I&amp;#39;m here three hours before my flight.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m checked in so I decided to grab an overpriced fast food meal at  &lt;br&gt;the airport.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ve got 12 episodes of family guy on my phone to keep me busy.&lt;p&gt;For those who don&amp;#39;t know, I&amp;#39;m flying home for a weekend of football,  &lt;br&gt;Then my brothers wedding next weekend.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ll try to keep this blog posted with stuff from the trip.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/3938376388486077353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=3938376388486077353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/3938376388486077353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/3938376388486077353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/10/flying-solo.html' title='Flying solo'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-2043269536008977922</id><published>2008-10-27T16:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:05:09.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-709792-709919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-709792-709851.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I&amp;#39;m shooting a swim meet today. It&amp;#39;s about 65 degrees and breezy. Not  &lt;br&gt;quite swimming weather.&lt;p&gt;By no means am I a swimming coach, but I find it funny how the only  &lt;br&gt;thing the coaches say during a race is... &amp;quot;go!!&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;come on  &lt;br&gt;lindsey..GO!!!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;As a swimmer, if I heard that over and over during a race I&amp;#39;d be  &lt;br&gt;thinking &amp;quot;where the hell do you want me to go? Into the other lane?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;There&amp;#39;s a coach who paces the side of the pool and every time his  &lt;br&gt;swimmer takes a breath he yells &amp;quot;go!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Oh well. Swimming is awesome to shoot. And here in a bit I&amp;#39;m going to  &lt;br&gt;have some awesome light so I&amp;#39;m pretty excited about that.&lt;p&gt;I think I&amp;#39;ll hit up the concession stand now during the 6 heats of the  &lt;br&gt;500 freestyle. Quite possibly the most boring event ever.&lt;p&gt;GO!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/2043269536008977922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=2043269536008977922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/2043269536008977922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/2043269536008977922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/10/go.html' title='Go!!!'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-4918348010569242264</id><published>2008-10-25T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T19:09:22.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>College football</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-762484-762556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-762484-762545.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Man I love Saturdays in the fall.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/4918348010569242264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=4918348010569242264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/4918348010569242264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/4918348010569242264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/10/college-football.html' title='College football'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-6598723532570983807</id><published>2008-10-23T00:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:08:15.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We need Patches O'Houlihan</title><content type='html'>If you can dodge traffic, you can dodge a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houma formed an Adult Dodge Ball league and the courier has a team. Ok, so we haven't won a game yet (0-2) but it sure is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I was able to throw kickballs at Houma Police Officers. Tonight, I nailed a Louisiana State Representative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We play once a week, and it's just like the playground from back in the day. If you get hit, you're out. If you catch a ball, the thrower is out and a teammate can come back in. You can use the ball to block throws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great fun... and you break quite a sweat during the 30 minute match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out to get a better idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_6nQuu8wBXI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_6nQuu8wBXI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/6598723532570983807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=6598723532570983807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/6598723532570983807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/6598723532570983807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/10/we-need-patches-ohoulihan.html' title='We need Patches O&apos;Houlihan'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-8343292563243282942</id><published>2008-10-20T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:27:00.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"why"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-720658-720715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-720658-720710.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;quot; &amp;quot;just&amp;quot; &amp;quot;thought&amp;quot; &amp;quot;this&amp;quot; &amp;quot;was&amp;quot; &amp;quot;funny&amp;quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/8343292563243282942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=8343292563243282942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/8343292563243282942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/8343292563243282942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/10/why.html' title='&quot;why&quot;'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-6971234505091460981</id><published>2008-10-15T10:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:53:25.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year... kind of</title><content type='html'>Today kind of marked the one year point of me running. I started keeping track of my runs on Sept. 10, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the year, I planned on doing a big post on the exact one year of my return to running, but that didn't happen thanks to Gustav and Ike. (those punks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you get the one-year update on the One Year, One Month and Five Day anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some one year stats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;99&lt;/span&gt;: Total number of runs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;294.22&lt;/span&gt;: Total number of miles run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9:54&lt;/span&gt;: Average mile pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.77 miles&lt;/span&gt;: Longest run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:30-something&lt;/span&gt;: Fastest mile. (some of the stats Nike keeps are not there anymore for some reason)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11/30/07&lt;/span&gt;: Date I reached 100 miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40.16&lt;/span&gt;: Miles run in Nov. 07. Most of any month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42,960&lt;/span&gt;: Total number of calories burned (not sure how accurate that really is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 days&lt;/span&gt;: Total running time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And good luck to dad this Sunday as he runs a marathon in Des Moines, Iowa. I about passed out after my 1.5 mile run this morning. And he's about to knock out 23 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with a photo from last night. Misty tipped me off to some guys replacing windows at Terrebonne High School. So I stopped by and hung out with them for a while. This picture won't be in the paper, but I thought it was cool... kind of creepy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/THS.windows1-718807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 464px; height: 292px;" src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/THS.windows1-718804.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/6971234505091460981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=6971234505091460981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/6971234505091460981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/6971234505091460981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/10/one-year-kind-of.html' title='One Year... kind of'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-9198789900726377880</id><published>2008-10-07T09:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:02:19.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottom right corner</title><content type='html'>Keep and eye on the bottom right corner of this video... escpecially around the 22 second mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="361" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://sports.espn.go.com/broadband/player.swf?mediaId=3630200"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://sports.espn.go.com/broadband/player.swf?mediaId=3630200" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always" height="361" width="440"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/9198789900726377880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=9198789900726377880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/9198789900726377880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/9198789900726377880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/10/bottom-right-corner.html' title='Bottom right corner'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-3283054775155889542</id><published>2008-10-03T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T19:18:40.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No more cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-720393-720424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-720393-720420.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Holy cow has it been a month??&lt;p&gt;Nabil said he was getting anxious to read a post. I kind of lost track  &lt;br&gt;of this blog after the storms.&lt;p&gt;So here&amp;#39;s a quick shot of some high school football. Terrebonne at  &lt;br&gt;vandebilt catholic... Homecoming. On the first play from scrimmage,  &lt;br&gt;ths went 68 yards for the td.&lt;p&gt;Not that anybody cares about ether school, just thought it was neat.  &lt;br&gt;(and I didn&amp;#39;t get a pic because it went away from me.)&lt;p&gt;Time to get back to grooving to the blistering flute solo!! I mean  &lt;br&gt;drum solo, but wouldn&amp;#39;t that be neat if the flutes did get a solo?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/3283054775155889542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=3283054775155889542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/3283054775155889542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/3283054775155889542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/10/no-more-cheese.html' title='No more cheese'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-7516851504358135128</id><published>2008-09-03T11:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:45:33.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well fed </title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-733558-733614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-733558-733608.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The break room at the office looks like a convient store. I quickly  &lt;br&gt;found the cheese!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/7516851504358135128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=7516851504358135128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/7516851504358135128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/7516851504358135128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/09/well-fed.html' title='Well fed '/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-5616369886163109679</id><published>2008-09-03T09:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T09:39:35.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Moved!</title><content type='html'>Hey all... I'm sure most of the people who read this blog already know what's going on, but just in case, here's what's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustav. Gustav. Gustav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty  much everything I've dealt with the past few days. I took my first shower in three days this morning, it was cold, but I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living at the Courier office right now. They have a generator, a little bit of A/C, running water... pretty much everything my house doesn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, my blog has moved for the time being to the courier website. You can see it &lt;a href="http://www.houmatoday.com/section/news200/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. And my photos are up there &lt;a href="http://www.houmatoday.com/apps/pbcs.dll/section?template=multimedia&amp;amp;show=galleries"&gt;as well&lt;/a&gt;. (I don't know why there's a video on top of that page... but that's where my galleries are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post on this blog too, but things get kind of crazy during storm coverage.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/5616369886163109679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=5616369886163109679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/5616369886163109679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/5616369886163109679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/09/ive-moved.html' title='I&apos;ve Moved!'/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31591365.post-8082341126500948099</id><published>2008-09-01T01:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T01:24:49.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My area. </title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-789203-789252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-789203-789246.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is my little spot inside the Comet newsroom.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m hitting the sack now. No storm yet, but I assume Gustav will be my  &lt;br&gt;alarm.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/8082341126500948099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31591365&amp;postID=8082341126500948099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/8082341126500948099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31591365/posts/default/8082341126500948099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.mattstamey.com/blog/2008/09/my-area.html' title='My area. '/><author><name>stamey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09773597089837312437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>