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                <title>The Wild Chickens of Fair Oaks Village</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Mar 2007 16:55:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I took the family out for a photo walk to the small artsy neighborhood called Fair Oaks Village. There are several dozen wild chickens that live in the town. They have free reign and sleep in the trees at night.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The Grammy's</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Feb 2007 22:43:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My brother-in-law was in attendance live at The Grammy's this year and the band he manages <b>WON</b> A Grammy!!!<br />
<br />
Best Contemporary World Music Album<br />
(Vocal or Instrumental.)<br />
 <br />
Wonder Wheel - Lyrics by Woody Guthrie<br />
The Klezmatics<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>6 weird habits/things/hates about myself</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 22:29:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Rules: The 1st player of this "game", starts with the topic "6 weird habits/things/hates about yourself" and people who get tagged must write a journal about their 6 weird habits/things/hates as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "you are tagged" in their devpage comments and tell them to read yours...<br />
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1. I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.<br />
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2. What I want more than anything in life would have been a nice singing voice. I have trouble memorizing lyrics or dialog, so even if I could sing or act, I still can't remember lines. I do love to improvise music or acting, though.<br />
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3. I grew up feeling so in sync with Native American spirituality that I felt bad that I did not have Indian blood. When I was 12, my mother mention in passing to someone else in my ear shot that I was 1/8 Seminole on my father's side.<br />
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4. The most influential photograph in my life is one of the late folk-singer and family friend Phil Ochs walking along the waterfront in a pea coat when he was in the Merchant Marine.<br />
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5. I ditched art class in high school for a creative writing class. Because the principal of the school was a life long friend of my grandmother I suspect that he fixed things so I got credit. The only time I did walk into the art class was when he showed a movie about Monet's work of the British Parliament. To this day Monet is my favorite painter. I have seen seven authentic Monet's with my own eyes since.<br />
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I tag: =rarejewell; ~angelicdeviant; ~chameleonpixie; ~TorturedPixie; ~LornaFlame; ~errrantangel<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Offline for the weekend</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Jan 2007 20:20:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm heading to St. Louis for a Coast Guard training conference, and since my laptop bit the dust, and I don't really have such a burning need, I'll actually be un-plugged from the internet until at least Sunday Night or Monday Morning... Ain't nothing to it...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The Darkness</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2007 06:12:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Be Still. Lie Quiet, and Listen to the Nothing.<br />
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Hear the Ancient Wisdom hidden long underneath the Din of Men.<br />
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I seek that peace. It is outside my grasp and anytime I get close to it, I am pulled back into The Land of The Todays.<br />
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I remember when Now was a Good Place To Be.<br />
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Then was Good.<br />
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Now is Quiet.<br />
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Tomorrow is uncertain.<br />
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Fear is the ruler of My Future.<br />
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Hope is the ally of The Present.<br />
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Pain and Love are Two Pillars of The Past.<br />
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The Underworld is a Cold, Dark Place Full of Wonders and Mysteries. Some I know now, and others to be revealed in time.<br />
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It is Cold and Dark Now. Silent. I am in solitude and I am not alone. Life and Death and Rebirth is all around me.<br />
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I can accomplish much, if only they would listen. I can accomplish much, if only I could have enough and some to share. I can accomplish much, if only time is revealed as an illusion.<br />
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The Art of Man is not of creation, but of sub-creation. Creation is left to <i>The Music of the Ainur</i>. Sub-creation is the Art of the Children of Gods.<br />
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From Chaos comes Beauty, when thought is observed.<br />
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Change is Inevitable. Growth is Optional. <br />
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Impermanence is the only Truth.<br />
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Love is The Law. Love Under Will.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Project Progressing</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 02:30:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm just one step away from finishing the U.S. Coast Guard Auxiliary <a title="Style Usage Guide" href="http://style.auxadept.org/">Style Usage Guide</a>. All that is left is to ghost write the Preface for the Commodore, and that is being done by my Department Chief. This is an important project for me.  The Commodore asked for this over four years ago and I took it on two years ago and was finally able to get back to it this last month. A lot of research has gone into this and I have learned a lot about branding and brand marketing.<br><br>To quote a colleague of mine from her input to this project <i>"Our marketing and advertising strategies are constantly changing depending on our target audience and what service we are promoting. Our brand is different. It goes far beyond our marketing and advertising campaigns. Our brand is the one constant. It represents the personality, the heart of the Auxiliary."</i></br></br><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Happy Birthday to my Becca Bear</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Dec 2006 20:54:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes, that's right folks... THE Becca Bear is now officially a teenager... I know there are a few on this list that were around when she was born and have watched her grow up... She is two years away from getting her learner's permit for driving... She is developing into a beautiful young lady with a strong sense of self and a solid core value system of honesty, generosity and tolerance... She is a solid A- student with joy for learning, especially math, art and science... She understands some things better than most of us, and something more than she should have to...<br />
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Tonight her choice was to go out for Ribs... That meant Texas West Baby Back Pork BBQ Ribs... I am very stuffed... <br />
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We'll be having a gaggle of girls over for a B-Day party next Saturday...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>No Time for Photos</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Nov 2006 16:49:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been doing a lot of graphic arts work lately and haven't had time to get any new photo work done... Tomorrow (Friday) I'm on deadline for two projects, a 1/3 page ad for a magazine on Boating Safety, and all the materials for a 10ft x 8ft display booth... I've never worked much for print before, doing mostly web work, and never at this size and resolution... Both of these projects are for the U.S. Coast Guard Auxiliary, but two different customers within.<br />
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I'm also working on a Style Usage Guide to instruct all USCG Auxiliary members on proper use of branding, which will also include a website and CD-ROM of *ALL* the graphics in all the formats and all the sizes that anyone might need... I'm expecting over 500 files... My deadline for that is the mid-January... Right now I'm waiting for approval of my intial draft, so I can move forward on creating the hundreds of graphic files...<br />
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Ack: EPS; PSD; PDF; JPG; GIF; PNG; TIF; BMP; WMF at least, and in RGB Web Safe; RGB Video; 4-Color Process (CMYK); Spot Full Color (PMS); Spot One Color with and without Tint; and Black with and without Tint.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>*****STRONG***** Dream</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Nov 2006 19:29:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just because I talk a lot and use a lot of words does not mean that I get any less HURT, DIS-EMPOWERED or FRUSTRATED when I get cut off and don't feel as if I am heard. If I don't get to express myself.<br />
<br />
Also<br />
<br />
When <strike>everybody's</strike> other's first answer is always no, mine is always YES, and THEN figure out how to get it done. AND I almost always will find A WAY to accomplish what I say I will do...<br />
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<hr><br />
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In my dream, events around me of not being heard, of not feeling as if MY feelings mattered, when all the people around me had such short attention span, that I could not complete a spoken thought, I got SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO frustrated, that I started to use SEVERE power over techniques  to get everyone to sit down and shut up long enough so that I could say ONE THING... So that I could speak, uninterrupted, and get my feelings out once and for all and FEEL HEARD!!!  I remember screaming at people with my most commanding voice, I even remember wielding a sword and swinging it madly. Even in my dream I remember praying in my head that I would not hurt anybody, but also thinking that maybe if I hit ONE person people would take me seriously that I meant business when I said I needed to speak and that I needed everyone to gather in one place and shut up and listen to ME the same way I listen to each and every one of them each and every time THEY speak.<br />
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I woke up, still frustrated. Nothing I could do worked. I never found a way to have my needs met.<br />
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Then I woke up and remembered I have LiveJournal. I can express myself here, without being interrupted, without being exposed to blatant short attention span directly in front of me as I speak. <br />
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In this medium, one may presume that all reads each and every word each and every time...<br />
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<hr><br />
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The sad truth is that as I continue to remember this dream and as I continue to think about all the players in this dream, there was ONE recurring person that really mattered. The one person that I "believe" my sub-conscience was expressing to me... My Wife...</hr></hr><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Hallowe'en 2006</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 01 Nov 2006 08:58:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just your typical traditional Hallowe'en around here in Suburbia.  Glenn came up, as normal, to trick or treat with Becca as I stayed behind and gave out candy. We also had Laura's "Ritual Vegetable Torture" or what normal people call pumpkin carving. I've been working overtime preparing vector art for the Coast Guard. Joined up on ModelMayhem (#248928) to network for local models. My new press credentials for the Coast Guard arrived yesterday right on time. They are issued every two fiscal years. I went with straight photographer this time, instead of correspondent, because I never did write anything for them.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Nice Day</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Oct 2006 22:14:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The Gaggle of Girls was over after school today. Normally this is a very stressful time for me, and at one point I just grabbed the camera and joined them in their play outside. I took over 250 shots, resulting in four publishable pictures. Plus I have at least two rapid sequences I'll be able to put into a video. Not a bad haul for a spur of the moment decision. I also approached Katrina's dad about how I think she might be good enough for some modeling. She's got a smile and personality that brightens every room. She is also a little girl that still looks like a little girl. I think we could get her some catalog work before she blooms. Choices can be made after that once we see what kind of young woman she turns into. They are going to discuss it as a family and I might get to do a test shoot with her.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>No Show</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Oct 2006 08:30:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The new model was a complete no show... No call, no e-mail, nothing. Just because this was a TFP, does not mean one was not expecting professionalism.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>New Model</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 09 Oct 2006 17:05:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have a shoot scheduled with a new model for Thursday. We're going to have a nice casual walk through the park playful time. I want to see if I can capture her personality.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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