<?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-9954469</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:59:44.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mellander Project</title><subtitle type='html'>Kyle's rantings...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-115527921336992088</id><published>2006-08-10T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T23:55:21.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Site</title><summary type='text'>Hello everyone - long time, no see.  I realized a while back that my blog was dying.  Things changed, but everything was a temporary fix.  So I found a way to do the ultimate solution!  I have created my own blog from scratch (well, mostly).  It works similar to any old blog, except that it gives privledges to friends and family that you probably wouldn't have on a normal blog.  Specifically, you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/115527921336992088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/115527921336992088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-site.html' title='New Site'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-114902782386965104</id><published>2006-05-30T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T13:58:19.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Believe</title><summary type='text'>Being a newly appointed pastor, I am faced with a situation that most people can side-step if they so desire.  I must clearly be able to articulate what I believe about God and often times, what I believe about social issues.  I have always thought about these things as I am sure you all have to some degree.  So after some thoughts, here are a few of the beleifs that have wafted from my human, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/114902782386965104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/114902782386965104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-i-believe.html' title='What I Believe'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-114557407808914699</id><published>2006-04-20T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T16:01:18.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brink</title><summary type='text'>I feel like I am on the brink of something.Something BIG.Think about walking through a forest.  You hear some bird chirping, and you hear a faint, steady roar in the distance.  The smells of trees fill your nose, but there is something else.  You continue to walk, smiling as bits of light hit your face.  You see more and more light coming out - and the distant roar gets louder and you can smell </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/114557407808914699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/114557407808914699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/04/brink.html' title='The Brink'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-114408519021590292</id><published>2006-04-03T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T10:32:29.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday marked the first day of baseball season.  And what a great season it is.  If you have been living in a cave for the last 25 years, then you will not know that I am a HUGE baseball fan and an avid Fantasy Baseball player.  Baseball season means so many things to me.  Here are a few of those things:1. My social life takes a slide, unless the conversation is baseball.2. I will take a trip </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/114408519021590292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/114408519021590292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/04/baseball.html' title='Baseball'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-114258108257048996</id><published>2006-03-16T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T23:38:02.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Geek To The Second Power</title><summary type='text'>Many of you know that I am a complete geek and like most things that are nerdy.  I spend my free time doing math puzzles and at one point in my life rolled a dice to see whether I was able to accomplish something in a make-believe world.  I play way too much fantasy baseball and have many other weird habits that would qualify me as a geek.I read an article in a magazine that helps me keep on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/114258108257048996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/114258108257048996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-geek-to-second-power.html' title='I&apos;m a Geek To The Second Power'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-114116734508229278</id><published>2006-02-28T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T14:55:45.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolutionizing TV</title><summary type='text'>Most of us, if we watch any TV at all, either know the time the show you watch is on, or spend time blindly flipping through channels.  However, the "digital revolution" has finally started to eclipse the video world.  Itunes not only does music, but video as well, that you can download to your computer and access at any time.  Here is where I have the biggest problem - I've always had to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/114116734508229278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/114116734508229278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/02/revolutionizing-tv.html' title='Revolutionizing TV'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-114064984319617344</id><published>2006-02-22T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T15:10:43.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics</title><summary type='text'> I realized that I hadn't put a picture up in a long time.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/114064984319617344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/114064984319617344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/02/pics.html' title='Pics'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-114012642705560646</id><published>2006-02-16T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T13:48:44.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Circle</title><summary type='text'>If you have ever listened to music I like or heard me talking about music, you know that I often have odd musical interests.  As I think about human development, I am excited to look at my musical development.Childhood - I listened mostly to kids Christian music (Psalty was my favorite).  However, I had a lot of influences from waht my older siblings listened to.  I heard Petra, New Kids on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/114012642705560646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/114012642705560646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/02/full-circle.html' title='Full Circle'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113942804594463092</id><published>2006-02-08T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T11:47:25.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BASEBALL IS COMING!!!!</title><summary type='text'>I went to Red Robin the other day and saw Sportscenter on the TVs.  No offense to anyone who are fans of the sports, but all that was on TV were hockey, NBA, and college hoops.  I hate these for the most part (except March Madness to a degree).  But I sat there and mourned for a short while.  The season of death is upon us - no more football and baseball is still a couple of months out.But a </summary><link rel='related' href='http://baseball.fantasysports.yahoo.com/b1/' title='BASEBALL IS COMING!!!!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113942804594463092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113942804594463092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/02/baseball-is-coming.html' title='BASEBALL IS COMING!!!!'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113937108813491574</id><published>2006-02-07T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T19:58:08.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intimacy</title><summary type='text'>I just recently started reading Intimacy by Henri Nouwen.  I know what the name of the title might make you think - but the book is not only about physical or personal intimacy, but also intimacy with God.  I have been blown away from his perspective on love and faith so far and I recommend the book to you all.Just as a sneak peak at the book, I want to talk a tiny bit about Nouwen's perspective </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0060663235/sr=1-1/qid=1139370265/ref=pd_bbs_1/002-9006028-2302414?%5Fencoding=UTF8' title='Intimacy'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113937108813491574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113937108813491574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/02/intimacy_07.html' title='Intimacy'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113903247382512458</id><published>2006-02-03T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T21:54:33.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mellander Project - Revised - Again</title><summary type='text'>So I redid the layout to something not what I had originally intended, but to make my wife and Tre happy.  I hope you are.  You don't have to use internal scroll buttons.  Tell me what you think now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113903247382512458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113903247382512458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/02/mellander-project-revised-again.html' title='The Mellander Project - Revised - Again'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113891682975049187</id><published>2006-02-02T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T13:47:09.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Buy A Suzuki</title><summary type='text'>Back in April 2005, Emily and I were in a situation where we wanted to buy a newer car so that we could rely on it and to have a warranty so that if something went wrong, we wouldn't have to worry about repairs.  We ended up buying a 2004 Suzuki Verona.  I am sure it was not our first choice in buying a car, but for the price and the warranty and the age, we thought it would be a good purchase.So</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113891682975049187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113891682975049187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/02/never-buy-suzuki.html' title='Never Buy A Suzuki'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113867535114326281</id><published>2006-01-30T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T21:51:59.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faile</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113867535114326281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113867535114326281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/01/faile.html' title='Faile'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113867521743505793</id><published>2006-01-30T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T21:52:28.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rand</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113867521743505793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113867521743505793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/01/rand.html' title='Rand'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113867516655978935</id><published>2006-01-30T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T21:52:41.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faile</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113867516655978935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113867516655978935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/01/faile_30.html' title='Faile'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113867507383084343</id><published>2006-01-30T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T21:52:51.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faile</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113867507383084343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113867507383084343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/01/faile_113867507383084343.html' title='Faile'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113861038610323360</id><published>2006-01-30T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T00:39:54.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mellander Project - Revised</title><summary type='text'>So, as you can tell, I have redesigned my blog.  I had almost finished it when Emily told me that she didn't like one thing about it.  I thought that I wanted her input, but then after trying to do what she suggested for a few hours, I came to the point where I couldn't take it anymore and converted back to my original gameplan.So if you like the new site - awesome.  If not, you can leave a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113861038610323360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113861038610323360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/01/mellander-project-revised.html' title='The Mellander Project - Revised'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113806222253118752</id><published>2006-01-23T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T16:23:42.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scariest Thing About Eternal Life</title><summary type='text'>I want to start this post off by first saying thanks to you all for your comments on my last blog.  I was really in process and through what you said and what God has shown me, I have been able to refine my thoughts, etc.But to the meat of the blog.Today I went to a graveside funeral for work.  Our lead pastor, Tim, was doing the service and asked me if I would like to come along.  I thought it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113806222253118752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113806222253118752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/01/scariest-thing-about-eternal-life.html' title='The Scariest Thing About Eternal Life'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113710099039228676</id><published>2006-01-12T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T13:23:10.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobbits and Elves</title><summary type='text'>I found out my hobbit name and my elf name.Hobbit name:  Ferdirand Gamwich of the Bree GamwichesElven Name: Aerandir TáralómYou can get you own names here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113710099039228676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113710099039228676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/01/hobbits-and-elves.html' title='Hobbits and Elves'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113709474356379546</id><published>2006-01-12T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T11:39:03.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastoral Successes and Personal Failures</title><summary type='text'>Anytime you have a title with "and" in it, you are running the risk of becoming divided in thought.  So before I go any further, I'm just going to get them both out of the way.I passed my licensing interview, so I'm an official pastor.This is an update to a previous post.  So I've redeemed myself and shown that Multnomah Bible College does teach us something.  But I wish my jubilation would </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113709474356379546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113709474356379546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/01/pastoral-successes-and-personal.html' title='Pastoral Successes and Personal Failures'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113624172907938339</id><published>2006-01-02T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T14:42:09.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New House</title><summary type='text'>  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113624172907938339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113624172907938339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-house_02.html' title='New House'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113624162278073138</id><published>2006-01-02T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T14:40:22.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Puppy</title><summary type='text'>This is Faile.  Ok, get out your "I guess she didn't make the cut" jokes.  She is a german shepherd/beagle mix and she is really cute.  She is pretty well behaved, but I am eager for her to get out of her puppy stage.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113624162278073138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113624162278073138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-puppy.html' title='New Puppy'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113624066266933732</id><published>2006-01-02T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T14:24:22.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><summary type='text'>  Sorry about the lack of updates.  Christmas is a busy season, and I have done a ton.  One of which is go to see my family down in Palm Desert.  Here is a picture of all of us.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113624066266933732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113624066266933732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2006/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113360102413675580</id><published>2005-12-03T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T01:10:24.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Folding your Clothes just got soooo much better</title><summary type='text'>So, I suck at folding clothes...but I just learned the easiest and coolest way to fold clothes ever!  Only the japanese...http://www.howtofoldashirt.net/Oh...and how did I find this website?  Through my new hero, StumbleUpon.  It is a plugin for firefox and has given me more laughs lately than I've seen in a long time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113360102413675580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113360102413675580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/12/folding-your-clothes-just-got-soooo.html' title='Folding your Clothes just got soooo much better'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113347228219068681</id><published>2005-12-01T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T13:24:42.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nooma</title><summary type='text'>Two very cool and very different nooma videos:Nooma - You can watch the full version of the first one for free.  Just awesome.Numa Numa - Hilariously awesome.Amazing that two things with the same name (phonetically) can be cool in such different ways.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113347228219068681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113347228219068681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/12/nooma.html' title='Nooma'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-113226651467592927</id><published>2005-11-17T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T14:28:34.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Embarassing Moment</title><summary type='text'>OK, usually embarassing moments are funny like your pants fall off or something.  Well, my most embarassing moment features a spiritual de-pants-ing.As a part of becoming a youth pastor in the Christian and Missionary Alliance, I need to get licensed.  Part of that is a doctrinal statement that I need to answer loads of questions on - I wrote about that earlier.  The last part is an interview.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113226651467592927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/113226651467592927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/11/most-embarassing-moment.html' title='Most Embarassing Moment'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112870774455335181</id><published>2005-10-07T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T10:55:44.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctrine</title><summary type='text'>As Emily and I work on transitioning to being a youth pastor and a pastor's wife.  We are searching for a house, which is unfortunately not working out as well as we had hoped.  We found a house that we liked, but it did not work out.  They just were asking for absurd amounts of money and it was all contingent on them finding a house that they hadn't found yet, which could mean we wouldn't move </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112870774455335181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112870774455335181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/10/doctrine.html' title='Doctrine'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112848824170625919</id><published>2005-10-04T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T21:57:21.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Compy</title><summary type='text'>So, I thought that I would be upgrading my computer by getting new RAM, but instead, it fried my motherboard and I have spent the past 2 days getting my system back up.  I am proud to say that my computer is now faster than before and that I am writing this on my new computer!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112848824170625919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112848824170625919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-compy.html' title='New Compy'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112784982739765744</id><published>2005-09-27T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T12:37:07.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Second Entry</title><summary type='text'>I wanted to document my weird experience yesterday.  My cat, Rand, got some shots yesterday to make sure he doesn't get diseases.Later after the shots, Emily and I were watching Smallville, and we look over and Rand's right leg was back behind his back.  He struggled with it and finally got it out, but limped a little afterward.  The rest of the night he seemed normal.This morning he acted </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112784982739765744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112784982739765744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-second-entry.html' title='My Second Entry'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112784887557093795</id><published>2005-09-27T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T12:21:15.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HORRAY!</title><summary type='text'>So, I got offered a position, and now I am working my way to being licensed so that I can be a real youth pastor.  So wierd, but really, really awesome.  Thank you all so much for your prayers.  Please continue to pray as we search for a home down in Canby.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112784887557093795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112784887557093795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/09/horray.html' title='HORRAY!'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112763011371867134</id><published>2005-09-24T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T23:35:13.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is Micah &amp; my characters on World of Warcraft.  I know posting this labels me as a huge nerd, but its a lot of fun.  Thought I'd share us with the world.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112763011371867134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112763011371867134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-micah-my-characters-on-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112723369572047380</id><published>2005-09-20T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T09:28:15.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Update</title><summary type='text'>The situation continues to lag on, although things seem to be going well.  God provided us with an awesome weekend and we really felt God's hand moving in a lot of the things we did (although He didn't help me win the golf tournament (thats a joke)).  We are supposed to hear an answer on Thursday evening, so I will try to post whatever I find out.  Emily and I aren't positive that we will accept </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112723369572047380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112723369572047380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-update.html' title='Another Update'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112682259906018672</id><published>2005-09-15T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T15:16:39.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Stretch</title><summary type='text'>The time has arrived.  Judgement day is coming.This weekend, Emily and I will be in Canby all weekend long candidating for the position at Canby Alliance Church.  We are very excited about the opportunity, but also very nervous.There are many fun things planned, such as golfing, high school football games.  But there are also some very scary things such as teaching (not just teaching, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112682259906018672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112682259906018672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/09/final-stretch.html' title='The Final Stretch'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112628877989581534</id><published>2005-09-09T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T11:58:58.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi-Fricking-Larious</title><summary type='text'>I think the greatest gift is to be able to laugh at yourself. Good for the people who made this commercial:Check it outHopefully they don't mind that I'm laughing too.And to continue the county fair theme...check out these three great videos:http://real2.state.ut.us:554/RAMGEN/usf/horse.rmhttp://real2.state.ut.us:554/RAMGEN/usf/duel.rmhttp://real2.state.ut.us:554/RAMGEN/usf/box03.rm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112628877989581534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112628877989581534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/09/hi-fricking-larious.html' title='Hi-Fricking-Larious'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112559237949960419</id><published>2005-09-01T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T09:32:59.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>****UPDATE****</title><summary type='text'>Barring that I am a complete idiot and that I make a lot of people hate me at a BBQ on Saturday, I am the sole candidate left for this youth pastor position.  Now Emily and I can start getting somewhat excited.But the thing is that we don't have the job yet.  I still have to candidate, which I think is one of the most nerve-racking thing I could think of.  Expose me and have everyone get a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112559237949960419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112559237949960419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/09/update.html' title='****UPDATE****'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112500853118378983</id><published>2005-08-25T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T15:22:11.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Round For Cartoon World</title><summary type='text'>Okay, for cartoon world we only have one round left.  Make a comment with the cartoon character you would want to see be in the tournament!By the way.  Papa Smurf crushed Scooby Doo.  Makes me proud!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112500853118378983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112500853118378983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/08/last-round-for-cartoon-world.html' title='Last Round For Cartoon World'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112438447384452449</id><published>2005-08-18T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T10:08:12.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 3</title><summary type='text'>Round 1 is finished Batman moved on by a 1 vote margin. Sorry Strong Bad, but you can still check your email. Anyways, Round 3 is here. Get your voting on.Round Three: Who Would Win?GenieGI JoeFree polls from Pollhost.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112438447384452449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112438447384452449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/08/round-3.html' title='Round 3'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112423226882652089</id><published>2005-08-16T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T18:25:59.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temperament Quiz</title><summary type='text'>My friend Justin is my hero, but he has a craptastic temperament quiz on his website.  I took it here: Temperament Quiz.So I take it and I'm compared to Rabbit from Winnie the Pooh...It says I'm Choleric and compares me to an uptight Rabbit who is a perfectionist.  OK, I might be high energy sometimes, but I am far from being Rabbit.  So to accentuate my disgust of the quiz, I took the test as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112423226882652089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112423226882652089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/08/temperament-quiz.html' title='Temperament Quiz'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112404037192472686</id><published>2005-08-14T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T10:26:11.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the lack of update up to this point.  I am out of town with my in laws and have not had time to get on and post recently.The meeting itself went alright.  I was really nervous.  I had 6 people drilling me with hard questions.  All of them were from different walks of life and had a different idea of what a youth pastor should be.  I really struggled to get calmed down, but by the end,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112404037192472686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112404037192472686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112379377038914781</id><published>2005-08-11T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T13:56:10.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>**PRAYER ALERT**</title><summary type='text'>So I'm on my second interview for a youth pastor job at Canby Alliance Church in Canby, OR.  So, if you please have the time, please be praying for me.  I know that a lot of you have seen me in my good moments and my not so good moments.  Right now, all those are flashing before my eyes and I'm just trying to trust God as much as I can.  I know God can and will do great things through me.  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112379377038914781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112379377038914781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/08/prayer-alert.html' title='**PRAYER ALERT**'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112377954334283141</id><published>2005-08-11T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T10:03:42.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 2</title><summary type='text'>Round 1 between Batman and Strong Bad is still going on, but Round 2 is now starting. Get your votes in for who you think would win.Who would win?Papa SmurfScooby Doo Free polls from Pollhost.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112377954334283141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112377954334283141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/08/round-2.html' title='Round 2'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112343098672678493</id><published>2005-08-07T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T09:16:29.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartoon World Round 1</title><summary type='text'>In attempting to do something new with my blog as well as showing my extremely geeky, I have chosen to make a tournament. If you ever watched NCAA basketball playoffs or know anything about a bracket system you should be able to figure it out. What we'll do is we'll place different things up against each other. You vote for what you want to win and that is advanced to the next round, until all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112343098672678493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112343098672678493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/08/cartoon-world-round-1.html' title='Cartoon World Round 1'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112240221593809681</id><published>2005-07-26T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T11:23:35.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a man</title><summary type='text'>In the Mosaic Church Youth Group, we've separated the boys and girls for the summer to talk about what it means to be a man of God (a woman if you are a woman, but I don't deal with this because I'm not a woman).Anyways, it has been a blast talking to high school guys about having a purpose and an identity in Christ, and what it means to be sexual and to be a Christian.  Tomorrow, we our doing </summary><link rel='related' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/' title='Being a man'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112240221593809681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112240221593809681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/07/being-man.html' title='Being a man'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112207074238397977</id><published>2005-07-22T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T15:19:02.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready Yourself with Brokenness</title><summary type='text'>I've been on cruise control for a while.  Life has been fine.  But then I get a call from a church in Canby saying that they got my resume and they were interested in getting together with me to see if I might be a good fit with them as a youth pastor in their church.Of course you can guess the emotions that were going through me.  There was some excitement, some fear, some nervousness, some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112207074238397977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112207074238397977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/07/ready-yourself-with-brokenness.html' title='Ready Yourself with Brokenness'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112077196257241789</id><published>2005-07-07T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T14:32:42.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Fireworks</title><summary type='text'>This 4th of July was the worst I've ever had.  I made plenty of my own explosions, puking a couple of times.  I was away from home, and had to sit in a car for hours getting home.  I thought getting home would give me relief, but it was just more misery because my fever wouldn't go away.  So, its Thursday, 3 days later, and I still don't feel good.  I don't feel horrible.  I worked today, but I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112077196257241789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112077196257241789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/07/amazing-fireworks.html' title='Amazing Fireworks'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-112024974910450706</id><published>2005-07-01T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T13:29:09.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lent in July</title><summary type='text'>One of the hardest things I've found to do consistently is to spend time daily with God reading the Bible.  As soon as I form any kind of habit, something happens and screws up my schedule.  After meeting with my guys group and talking about this, we talked about spending 21 days being consistent about it, not missing a day, because 21 days is how long it takes for someone to form a habit.  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112024974910450706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/112024974910450706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/07/lent-in-july.html' title='Lent in July'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111835678127098704</id><published>2005-06-09T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T15:39:41.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Blog</title><summary type='text'>I am hoping that I am able to finish this blog entry.  I've written about 5 blog entries lately, but none of them got the nod to be worth to grace my blog.  There are many things running through my brain, but I can't seem to find the write way to expose them into words so that you all can read it. My blog is broken.I don't even know what is going on my life enough to write it down.  So instead of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111835678127098704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111835678127098704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/06/broken-blog.html' title='Broken Blog'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111723565115799170</id><published>2005-05-27T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T16:14:11.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Direction</title><summary type='text'>Life is hard. A lot harder than I ever imagined it would be. As a child, things are so simple and as I grew older I found myself craving to find the complex side of things. Now, I find myself reverting, trying to find the simplicity of life, because it is way too complex.Life seems even more complex when you add God into the picture. He has a great design for my life, but yet often keeps me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111723565115799170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111723565115799170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/05/direction.html' title='Direction'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111706693747668465</id><published>2005-05-25T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T17:23:17.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seattle Disaster</title><summary type='text'>Friday I was so excited.  My boss gave Emily and me good tickets to a Mariners game and money for a hotel room and such.  We drove up early so we could have a nice dinner before the game.On the way up, our check engine light comes on.  We stop at a mechanic and he says that its probably not anything serious, but that we should definitely get it checked on when we get back to Portland.So our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111706693747668465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111706693747668465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/05/seattle-disaster.html' title='The Seattle Disaster'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111706639635511217</id><published>2005-05-25T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T17:13:16.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me enjoying the car dealership!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111706639635511217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111706639635511217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/05/me-enjoying-car-dealership.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111706633576642479</id><published>2005-05-25T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T17:12:15.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Our view of the Space Needle from the car dealership where we bought our car.  It's a reflection in one of the windows on the building.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111706633576642479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111706633576642479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/05/our-view-of-space-needle-from-car.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111706626197908343</id><published>2005-05-25T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T17:11:01.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emily and I watching the Mariners game.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111706626197908343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111706626197908343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/05/emily-and-i-watching-mariners-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111706622324848375</id><published>2005-05-25T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T17:10:23.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emily Walking Downtown Seattle.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111706622324848375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111706622324848375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/05/emily-walking-downtown-seattle.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111657800578688575</id><published>2005-05-20T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T01:33:25.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge of the Sith</title><summary type='text'>Tonight, I watched Star Wars: Episode III.  Let me just say that I wish that they had done what they did in this movie in all 3 movies.  Deep characters and emotions.  Powerful and threatening evil.  Epic battles.  It was great.So why did they spend the entire first movie showing that Anakin is a kid that cares about people and that Jar Jar Binks is an annoying character?  Everything happens just</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111657800578688575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111657800578688575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/05/revenge-of-sith.html' title='Revenge of the Sith'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111638067868837210</id><published>2005-05-17T18:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T18:49:18.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is him the first day back.  He was cute and puffy then.  He's still cute, just losing some of the puffiness.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111638067868837210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111638067868837210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-him-first-day-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111638069084561307</id><published>2005-05-17T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T18:48:22.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Taking a nap on Emily's Lap</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111638069084561307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111638069084561307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/05/taking-nap-on-emilys-lap.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111638063957738466</id><published>2005-05-17T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T18:49:42.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's Rand! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111638063957738466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111638063957738466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-rand.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111585261496987656</id><published>2005-05-11T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T16:03:34.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curiosity</title><summary type='text'>I'm taking a census of those who read my blog. Mostly for curiosity reasons. Make a comment to let me know you stopped by.Thanks!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111585261496987656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111585261496987656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/05/curiosity.html' title='Curiosity'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111567814262962369</id><published>2005-05-09T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T15:36:44.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers</title><summary type='text'>I love my dad.I had a good talk with him last night. We talk about once a month and its always just good to talk to him. The funny thing is that we both are horrible at small talk. So we talk about the stuff that's going on and then get to this awkward part where we just ramble on about nothing. Not like small talk about nothing, but just nothing. But the simplicity of it is nice. I love my dad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111567814262962369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111567814262962369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/05/fathers.html' title='Fathers'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111531827290370462</id><published>2005-05-05T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T11:40:00.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex &amp; Name Changes</title><summary type='text'>As soon as we found out that our kitten was a boy, we took away his manhood. His gender identity must be pretty screwed up. This provided us with a problem because now he responds to the name Lucy, but there is no way that I can be cruel enough to make him keep that name. We thought about Luke because it is similar to Lucy, but Emily didn't like it. I wanted to name him Wingnut, but we both </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111531827290370462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111531827290370462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/05/sex-name-changes.html' title='Sex &amp; Name Changes'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111522462972392217</id><published>2005-05-04T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T09:37:09.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kitten Identity Crisis</title><summary type='text'>I took Lucy (our kitten) to the Vet and they said some interesting things that make Lucy have a beginning of life crisis. First they told me that Lucy is not a female, but male.  Although his surgery will be cheaper, it will hurt his masculinity for the rest of his life.  Not only are we neutering him, we couldn't even tell he was a boy. Second of all...she is much younger than we suspected.  The</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111522462972392217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111522462972392217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/05/kitten-identity-crisis.html' title='The Kitten Identity Crisis'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111480528163050567</id><published>2005-04-29T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T13:08:01.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasies &amp; Killing Kittens</title><summary type='text'>LOL...I just came up with the title, and can't stop laughing.But to the real meat of the matter:  Em and I got a kitten.  Her name is Lucy and she is crazy.  She likes to climb...not jump...climb.  I'll be standing there and then she'll be inching her way up my leg.  But she's also very nice and friendly.  I just don't want any of you boys out there killing my kitten.On a completely different</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111480528163050567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111480528163050567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/04/fantasies-killing-kittens.html' title='Fantasies &amp; Killing Kittens'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-111360404557417499</id><published>2005-04-15T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T15:27:25.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back With A Slow Start</title><summary type='text'>I haven't posted in almost 2 months.  I attribute this mostly to life change:First of all, I got a new job and Emily is in the middle of a job change.  Time is just sucked away by that, although my new job is really cool.  I like my boss a lot.  He's hooking me up with really good tickets to a Mariners game really soon, plus a hotel for the night so we can enjoy Seattle the next day.Also, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111360404557417499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/111360404557417499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-with-slow-start.html' title='Back With A Slow Start'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-110928673017259415</id><published>2005-02-24T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T15:12:10.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasy Baseball</title><summary type='text'>Its coming......Baseball season!If you are interested in playing some fantasy baseball, check it out here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110928673017259415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110928673017259415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/02/fantasy-baseball.html' title='Fantasy Baseball'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-110911250913221269</id><published>2005-02-22T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T14:48:47.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boldly Go</title><summary type='text'>I got a new job! Well, kinda.I'm still working for American Family Insurance, but I'm switching to work with another agent. His name is Travis and he likes the simpsons, so he's gotta be at least somewhat cool.The best part of this is that now I'm going to be working only 3 days a week and so I can give at least 2 days a week to ministry. I'm really excited to do this. I've been wanting to for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110911250913221269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110911250913221269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/02/boldly-go.html' title='Boldly Go'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-110910050444616369</id><published>2005-02-22T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T11:29:39.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Ads</title><summary type='text'>This is awesome. 3M has an ad for their glass and stuck a ton of money in the middle of the sidewalk. I think I need to invest in a good sledgehammer.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110910050444616369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110910050444616369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/02/funny-ads.html' title='Funny Ads'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-110850594990465955</id><published>2005-02-15T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T14:19:09.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dream</title><summary type='text'>Sleeping is weird.  I've never been able to do it well.  But sometimes I just get crazy dreams.  Everyone once in a while I will have an extremely vivid dream that I remember with multiple details.  That happened this morning.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Drifting into dream world~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~There I am.  I'm standing in right field at a baseball game.  Except this is no regular baseball game.  Playing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110850594990465955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110850594990465955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/02/dream.html' title='The Dream'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-110800050907486249</id><published>2005-02-10T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T16:52:34.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is So Important About Today?</title><summary type='text'>Transitions often make you think. In my case, sometimes I try to not think in those times. Maybe that is why my recent entries have been mindless.You see, there is a good possibility that my boss will shut down his business to get a new job. He has a second interview for this job next month, and in the meantime, I'm stuck in limbo. What that could mean for me is that I work part-time somewhere </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110800050907486249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110800050907486249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-is-so-important-about-today.html' title='What Is So Important About Today?'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-110755535105865927</id><published>2005-02-04T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T14:15:51.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Super Bowl</title><summary type='text'>For all of you that I forget to invite officially, you are unofficially invited to come to my place to watch the Super Bowl.  If you can, please bring some kind of fun snack food or drink.  Right now there are about 8-10 people planning on coming, so it should be fun.  Post a comment if you need directions or if you want to let me know that you are coming!GO EAGLES!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110755535105865927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110755535105865927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/02/super-bowl.html' title='The Super Bowl'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-110694413324841962</id><published>2005-01-28T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T12:28:53.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rob Dibble</title><summary type='text'>Anyone who listens to sports radio has to love the Dan Patrick show.  But now, they have cut one of their greatest assets:  Rob Dibble.  They did not renew his contract, so now Dan Patrick is talking to himself.  They made a great team, and now they are split up by ESPN.BRING DIBBLE BACK!Is this the greatest duo split in the history of the world?  I can't think of any bigger.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110694413324841962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110694413324841962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/01/rob-dibble.html' title='Rob Dibble'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-110659629283413966</id><published>2005-01-24T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T11:55:12.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caving to Craving</title><summary type='text'>OK...so I did it. I caved in. I bought World of Warcraft. Its a sweet game and I just couldn't resist. I know Micah plays it (he's the jerk who got me hooked). Anyone else? Anyone who wants to get hooked?http://www.worldofwarcraft.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110659629283413966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110659629283413966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/01/caving-to-craving.html' title='Caving to Craving'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-110598690576051607</id><published>2005-01-17T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T12:13:23.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freezing Rain</title><summary type='text'>This weekend rain fell. It landed on everything and froze. Portland was an ice skating rink. Cars tried to skate, but some of them were not very good. They collided with each other and into the walls, creating lots of traffic jams for others who were better at skating. I am a horrible skater on my own two feet.  So driving around did not seem that safe to me.  (Although I did drive around the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110598690576051607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110598690576051607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/01/freezing-rain.html' title='Freezing Rain'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-110573446143037756</id><published>2005-01-14T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T12:27:41.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Girls Get Picked Last</title><summary type='text'>I guess this post will be a little controversial because I won't necessarily be "politically correct". Before you come back at me saying or thinking that I'm a sexist jerk, understand that I am not saying that men are better at everything. Instead, I'm saying that it frustrates me when a woman gets credit for not being the best just because she is a woman.Why are there always two male and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110573446143037756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110573446143037756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/01/why-girls-get-picked-last.html' title='Why Girls Get Picked Last'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-110538724544079808</id><published>2005-01-10T11:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T12:02:01.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Defeat</title><summary type='text'>So its getting bitter cold outside and I'm feeling less and less like I'm getting the activity and exercise that I need. Not that I do it to keep my shape, but I do it rather to stay healthy and to have fun. Too much watching football, not enough playing.My friend Jeff from church is a huge Ultimate fan and he plays every week. And every week I try to weasel my way out of playing. Not because I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110538724544079808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110538724544079808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/01/ultimate-defeat.html' title='Ultimate Defeat'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-110513558781629970</id><published>2005-01-07T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T14:06:27.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Math</title><summary type='text'>OK...so as most of you know about me, I'm pretty good at math.  At least I enjoy it too much to be sane.  But then I saw this and it drove me nuts for a little while.  See if you can figure it out:Three men paid $30 for staying one nightin a motel. Each man paid $10 for the room. The bill for the night came to $25.00. The hotel clerk sent back $5 with the bell boy.Each man accepted $1 back from</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110513558781629970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110513558781629970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/01/scary-math.html' title='Scary Math'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-110497254492717857</id><published>2005-01-05T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T16:49:04.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elaboration</title><summary type='text'>So my first blog was strange.  But it's getting clearer each day.  Here's the flow of my week:Sunday:Get up - go to church - enjoy my last lazy day before I have to go back to work - go to sleep.Monday:Wake up groggy - show up for work - my boss tells me that if sales don't get better, then theres a good possibility that the business isn't going to make it - I do a short panic - I gain </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110497254492717857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110497254492717857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/01/elaboration.html' title='Elaboration'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954469.post-110488475029607237</id><published>2005-01-04T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T16:25:50.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning Like Old</title><summary type='text'>My Blog....It's new...I have no clue what to write...I'm wasting time at work...While I should be working...Transitioning back from vaction is hard...But I'll start by stopping this.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110488475029607237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9954469/posts/default/110488475029607237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kairu.blogspot.com/2005/01/beginning-like-old.html' title='Beginning Like Old'/><author><name>Kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08864066364581459323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://www.geocities.com/sukemonia/KyleEm.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
