<?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-22629179</id><updated>2011-09-01T02:47:05.010-07:00</updated><category term='Thieves'/><category term='Nate Ramer'/><category term='pinched'/><category term='balaclava'/><category term='Aquarium'/><category term='disabilites'/><category term='Hamburgler'/><category term='dumb van'/><category term='CD'/><category term='orange'/><category term='swiss'/><category term='Science world'/><category term='driving'/><category term='work'/><category term='Test'/><category term='Booyah'/><title type='text'>Thoughts of Jerthom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-2669720505880986154</id><published>2007-12-07T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T19:50:37.294-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb van'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thieves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinched'/><title type='text'>A lot of excitement!!!</title><content type='html'>So this week has been a bit nuts as far as things out of the ordinary...some exciting...some not good at all...but yet unique experiences that have now been experienced...let me explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday was the trip to the states...the family got broke into...nothing was taken...apparantly, however, the next morning the thieves returned and stole some of the goods...while the family was still sleeping...nuts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I was at work, and Tuesday's are day trips day...so me and another staff member and five service recipients usually head to vernon (45 minutes away) or Summerland (About 45 minutes the other way) or something and find an activity to do...This past Tuesday we went to Vernon and were going to go to the science center.  I drop the other staff off at the bank to get money, and with no place to park I circle the block.  As I pull into the alley to pick her up, guess what Happens??  Just guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an intermission, I recently got a 26" Toshiba LCD TV...not gonna lie...it's great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the story...I pull over to a no parking zone, but out of the way of other cars...and voila, the radio becomes silent...the lights on the dash begin to fade...the engine stops!!!  Wonderful...stuck in vernon, in a busy loading zone with five people with developmental disabilities...hmmm what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we call the office to get the BCAA numbers, as we did not have a card in the van...call BCAA...go through the touchtone voice only to get a busy signal...do this five or so times...it rings...the lady proceeds to hang up on me...jerk...we try a few more times and get through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eat lunch in the van...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tow truck comes...boosts us...engine dies 10 seconds later...crum!!!  His next question, "where do you want it towed??"  We call the office...at least we were plus members and they towed it to Kelowna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk 5 blocks to the science center...and we begin just as it begins to rain...another staff brings a big van and picks us up (I got to hold a snake at the science center...a baby anaconda).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...next story...long post...sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, I'm at the Salvation Army staff and executive board dinner party (I'm on the board still).  The outreach coordinator (The job I used to do) stepped out to go to the church and get the outreach teams set up for the evening...his wife is still at the dinner and it was her babies due date that same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get a call from the outreach coordinator saying that he had been pinched in between a van and the church and was in emergency...he asked if I could tell his soon to pop wife (is that an insensitive way to put it??) he asks if I could tell her.  He also asked if I could go to the church and help out the outreach teams...since I have keys and that still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pull his wife aside...and tell her...she thought I was joking, but once she found out I wasn't, so was obviously quite upset...the associate pastor takes her to the hospital...I go to the church and finish up with the outreach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing the dent in the van...and the hole in the church wall, he is definately lucky...all that is hurting on him is his one calf muscle and his other foot.  He should be in a full body cast.  I took a pizza to him yesterday to check up on him and his wife...and to move the tv into the bedroom...he is okay, and so is she....it was crazy though!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...like I said, a lot of excitement...not necessarily good, but definately noteworthy!!  Hope all is well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-2669720505880986154?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/2669720505880986154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=2669720505880986154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/2669720505880986154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/2669720505880986154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2007/12/lot-of-excitement.html' title='A lot of excitement!!!'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-4188441626862266806</id><published>2007-12-03T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T11:38:25.691-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balaclava'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hamburgler'/><title type='text'>Road Trip!!!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I went on a road trip.  For a few weeks now some friends and I have been talking about taking a day trip to the states on a Sunday after church.  The only snag in our plan is that one of my friends (well actually the couple) are having a baby probably as I write  (Well, the due date is on Wednesday, but ya never know).  So anyways after church I was ansy to do something, so I started bugging my one buddy to go to the states...he agreed...we then got a family involved (they are a fun family...two teenage kids, but fun)...so off we went...snow pouring down, knowing the roads were bad.  It took us about 4 hours to do a 2 hour trip to Omak, Washington)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was filled with much cheerful yipping, and freezing coldness...the dad likes the window rolled down during the whole trip...I didn't have a toque...my head was cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, we went to a mexican restaurant...unlimited homemade nacho chips, amazing salsa, and this cabbage stuff you put on too...it was good.  I got the fajitas, which were the special that day, and were amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to walmart (they have a huge one)...I bought a movie (rudy) for 5 bucks, a shirt for 10, some leather gloves for 10, and a balaclava to keep my head a face warm on the way back for 2 and a pack of amazing gum for 1...but the experience was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were unsure how much we were allowed to take across the border without paying customs at the border...we agreed it was 50 bucks a person.  The family we went with spent about 600 bucks, so there went that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, the roads were a lot better...it appeared to have warmed up a bit.  The balaclava came in very handy...my face and head were toasty warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the border, the dad had to show the receipt of purchases..we then got pulled to the side (this was new for me...I've heard of such things, but never experienced it)...the dad went in...had to pay 60 bucks for customs, or duty or whatever...he then came out, and we thought we were on our way, but he said we all had to go in...I'm not gonna lie...I was excited...my first time in a search.  We all piled in the building (no frisking...what kind of search was this...I should have cracked a drug joke)...she took the keys and went out to the van...searched through all the stuff...seemed to spend a lot of time looking through my jacket...nothing in it, but there are small holes in the pockets...perhaps she though I was stashing stuff.  A few minutes later she came back.  I asked out of curiousity how much we are allowed to bring back without paying...she said nothing for just a day trip...if you spend a night it's different.  I mentioned I had gone to Mariner's games before and bought souvenir's and she said it was up to the officer's discrection.  Okay...now you and I know.  Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back at midnight...the dad of the family walks up his steps to the front door and immediately says, "phone the police, someone broke in"...we thought he was kidding, as he often jokes this way...so I walk up the steps and see that the door had been kicked in...interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dad says, "I think he's still in there"  we all stand at the door expecting a murderous beast run out with a pocket knife flailing...nothing happens...the mom phones the police...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dad and kids proceed to go into the house...I tell them to stay out, but follow them in...some of the rooms had been rooted through, but nothing appeared to be missing...a typical smash a grab job...the mom says the cops tell us to keep out...I leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dad stays in the house, and the kids...we all yell at them to get out...we are still waiting for the psycho to run out slitting throats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four cop cars come....only one male and one female cop go in...hands on guns, flashlights in hands...we here them yell "police" and bang around a bit...it was like a scene from CSI...except no killer...the snow indicated there were footprints going in, but none going out...interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end there was noone in there...the cops don't do much...what can they do?  But it made for an interesting end to a road trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-4188441626862266806?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/4188441626862266806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=4188441626862266806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/4188441626862266806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/4188441626862266806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2007/12/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip!!!'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-5667084795858616501</id><published>2007-11-18T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T10:39:12.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suspense ended!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, my friends, the suspense is over!!!  I am writing a new post on my blog.  Sorry for the lapse.  I don't know why I find it so hard to blog...perhaps it is laziness, perhaps it is selfishness, perhaps I feel like what I have to say is not nearly as important as I think it is...but I think the biggest reason is the stupid thing called TV, which for the last few months has successfully turned my brain to mush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     So rather than give a huge update on what's been happening in my life...I figure I will just start new.  See the reason that I feel the need to blog, was the fact that I was just checking out Dan's blog (sorry, haven't figured out the whole link thing) and noticed that my blog was on his neglected blog list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Danno&lt;/span&gt;, you can take me off that list, and pretty sure I'll jump right up to the top 5, just for calling you a cool guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way Dan Peters...you are the coolest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Also, after reading &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nater's&lt;/span&gt; Updater, I realized that my voice should be more than a comment...and since he is saying such ridiculous things about movies (Mainly that Transformers is a good movie) I figure that there has to be a better voice of reason on the WWW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Nate...I think your blog is great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's everyone doing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Two days ago, I was going to stop in at Starbucks to try their Eggnog Latte that I've been hearing about.  As I was driving, I was also thinking on how much foolish money I spend...(since my drive home from work is across town, and takes approximately 15 minutes to get home, I often struggle whether or not to stop and pick up something to eat, or to grab a coffee...if I am successful, I make it home without spending a dime, and make dinner when I get home, or make coffee.  If I am unsuccessful, I stop for food, or coffee....then I sulk when I get home that I spent money....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyways...eggnog latte...so as I was driving, I was having this internal struggle whether or not to stop to fulfill my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unhealthy&lt;/span&gt; desire for this hot beverage.  Instead I compromised.  I stopped and bought a two liter jug of Eggnog (I love the stuff) and made coffee at home, heated up the eggnog in the microwave and mixed the two, and voila, my version of an eggnog latte...I was just missing the nutmeg...but I saved myself 4 bucks or so (well, I spent a few on the eggnog, but think how many eggnog lattes a two liter can buy!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well that's it for now...I will do my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;darnedest&lt;/span&gt; to write again tomorrow, and then at least a few times a week...we shall see how this spontaneous act of re&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;-commitment&lt;/span&gt; might last!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-5667084795858616501?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/5667084795858616501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=5667084795858616501' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/5667084795858616501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/5667084795858616501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2007/11/suspense-ended.html' title='Suspense ended!!!'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-1119176261307980209</id><published>2007-07-16T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T22:16:32.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got a mandolin...thanks mom and dad!!! (25th birthday present)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-1119176261307980209?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/1119176261307980209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=1119176261307980209' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/1119176261307980209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/1119176261307980209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-got-mandolin.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-4203444096904414556</id><published>2007-07-07T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T21:40:18.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want a Mandolin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ff1hSDnCw9c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ff1hSDnCw9c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-4203444096904414556?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/4203444096904414556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=4203444096904414556' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/4203444096904414556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/4203444096904414556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-want-mandolin.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-1389372875780501160</id><published>2007-06-21T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T18:43:24.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight Loss-a-thon</title><content type='html'>Hello my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I write a new post, I tell myself that I will write at least once a week from now on.  It has been more like once a month.  So, needless to say, I suck.  So here's a recap of my last month and a bit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have been working full time in my temporary full-time position at work.  It has been going well, and i have been enjoying it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I went camping with my brother, sister, and nephews at Cultus Lake...it was a great weekend;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At the start of June, two guys from my church and I decided we are going to do a fundraiser linked hand in hand with our need to lose a few pounds.  So on May 31st we weighed in, and began receiving pledges from people in the church.  They commit to paying a certain amount per pound lost between the three of us in the month of June.  The first two weeks I did well, lost about 5 pounds, ate healthy, hit the gym and played a lot of tennis and Softball.  This last week, I have still been hitting the gym and playing tennis, however, I have not eaten so healthy...I just love pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A couple of weeks ago I applied for a permanent position at work...I did not get it, which even though it was, more or less, a matter of seniority (we are unionized), it is still somewhat disheartening as I was anticipating being hired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have been very busy...between work and working out...and some days are just tired...but it's a good tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Jays just gave up five runs in the 8th to blow a lead...wait...six runs...dang!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Long distance relationships suck.  Most of you won't know what I'm talking about, but trust me, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm done.  I will try and post more.  My main problem is coming up with ideas to post.  I want to do more than write about myself...but I think tv has friend my brain.  I need to stop watching tv, start reading....and writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It took me three tries to get the word verification right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-1389372875780501160?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/1389372875780501160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=1389372875780501160' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/1389372875780501160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/1389372875780501160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2007/06/weight-loss-thon.html' title='Weight Loss-a-thon'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-6997566139426069157</id><published>2007-05-07T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T14:44:40.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swiss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Booyah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD'/><title type='text'>Tests and Cd's</title><content type='html'>Okay...so it appears that it has been nearly a month again since my last post...it's not my fault, the time just flies by.  So here's an update on what's been happening in the exciting life of Jerthom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple of weeks ago I applied for a temporary full time position at work.  There were two of us in the running, and on Wednesday last week we were approached by the Manager and asked to write a test for the position.  I was asked to do it on Friday (as that worked better with my schedule) and the other girl asked if she could do it on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo....Here's what happened....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I'm at the house called 925.  It's a day service that is a little smaller then the big center.  So one of my coworkers get's off the phone and turns to me and says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Susan (my supervisor...the manager was sick)  said you have to go do your test in an hour"&lt;br /&gt;I says "WHAT!!!  I'm supposed to do it tomorrow...Crap...I haven't studied at all"&lt;br /&gt;"you can go look at the policies and procedures manual right now if you want"&lt;br /&gt;"Okay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I procede to study for the next half hour...not much good considering it's like taking a test and the content is a foot thick binder....and studying for a freaking half hour!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bombed the test.  No word on who got the job yet though!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Editor's note:  I got the job....the manager said I did great on the test.  Who knew I still had my college BSing skills...hehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mcli.dist.maricopa.edu/ocotillo/images/techplans99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.mcli.dist.maricopa.edu/ocotillo/images/techplans99.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this afternoon I took my class 4 road test.  It was scheduled for 2:30 so I spent the morning studying the book and making sure that I know how to the pre-trip inspection.  Even though I spent hours on it, I still got five demerits on the pre-trip...however you need 7 demerits to fail...booyah...the road test was awesome...the guy was cool, very relaxed and we just chatted about life and that.  Not an anal guy at all...I was happy.  I passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ahajokes.com/cartoon/78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ahajokes.com/cartoon/78.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get home from the road test, kind of tired cause I've been studying and sort of stressing over the test (for apparantly no reason, it was easy) and I find a package by the door.  It's from  Christian Marketing  Canada.  I'm thinking, sweet, my parents bought me something, or someone sent me an early birthday present...a  book or something.  Open the package and booyah...the complete 8  album set of Jars of Clay.  The reason I received this is because a couple of months ago I entered an online contest from Sendthefire.ca, which is the Salvation Army youth site.  It was a simple contest.  All I had to do was listen to a podcast of an interview with the Jars of Clay lead singer and answer a couple of questions.  The prize was a the new CD Good Monsters from Jars of Clay....signed.  I thought sweet...I like them, and want their new CD.  So turns out the guy who got the signed albums lost them...so the courtesy prize was the entire Jars collection.  Works for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/11690000/11695027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/11690000/11695027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is my life this last week.  Life is busier lately which is good.  We have a 23 year old guy staying with us from Switzerland so I have been showing him around a bit, and took him shopping...I will write more about him later...this post already has three stories...and that is my limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.erikhenne.com/images/Swiss%20flag%20at%20Laax%20blue%20sky%20alps%20top%20of%20mountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.erikhenne.com/images/Swiss%20flag%20at%20Laax%20blue%20sky%20alps%20top%20of%20mountain.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shout out to Kathleen as she travels to Costa Rica today...Happy trails my friend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-6997566139426069157?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/6997566139426069157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=6997566139426069157' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/6997566139426069157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/6997566139426069157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2007/05/tests-and-cds.html' title='Tests and Cd&apos;s'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-3548776309418242540</id><published>2007-04-10T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:21:10.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aquarium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science world'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well friends (anyone actually still check my blog??),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I haven't posted for over a month.There is no real reason for this except that life has been relatively boring for me lately. There has been no funnystories (like Kathleen  www.kathbath.blogspot.com ), or Nate ( www.ramyck.blogspot.com ), (I'm not sure how to do links) Nor have I had any extremely deep thoughts as of late.  I have been lazy...I am working, but now am on call, which means I wake up at 7:30 and hope for a phone call.  I am going to Vancouver this weekend for work, which is sweet.  Another support worker and I are taking down 5 service recipients (clients) for the weekend and will attend such places as the aquarium,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rofZIWd0_Eg/RhwS-75nmdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Oz3o7-5qRLk/s1600-h/mixedanimals-ani.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rofZIWd0_Eg/RhwS-75nmdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Oz3o7-5qRLk/s320/mixedanimals-ani.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051933754443405778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and science world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rofZIWd0_Eg/RhwTq75nmeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BsdvxQPFEWs/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rofZIWd0_Eg/RhwTq75nmeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BsdvxQPFEWs/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051934510357649890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to this trip, although I'm sure I will be quite tired afterwards.  Other than that I haven't had an extreme amount of work.  I did an overnight shift on the weekend, which was interesting (it was a sleeping shift...I got paid to sleep...just try and beat that).  I have also had to bath people, and help them in the washroom, which is a new thing for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, life is good, I wish I had a bit more work, but I am seriously considering working at a gas station as well to fill some hours.  Not what I want to do, but while I wait for a full time position to open where I'm at now, I may have to do something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it will not be so long till my next post...until then, let me know if you're still checking this, or perhaps my lack of diligence has created a non-existent reader base...let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-3548776309418242540?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/3548776309418242540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=3548776309418242540' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/3548776309418242540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/3548776309418242540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2007/04/well-friends-anyone-actually-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rofZIWd0_Eg/RhwS-75nmdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Oz3o7-5qRLk/s72-c/mixedanimals-ani.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-2282357894248297553</id><published>2007-03-07T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T19:23:41.379-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nate Ramer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disabilites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orange'/><title type='text'>New Job, no posts</title><content type='html'>Well my friends...I know it has been a long time since I posted...however I did not realize it was almost a month since my last post.  I guess life has just been busy, full of changes, and I just haven't really felt like sharing everything...for no other reason then I just haven't.  Anyways I'm back at it today...blogging that is...&lt;br /&gt;So a couple of weeks ago I got a job working with people who have developmental disabilites.  Honestly I had no idea how much fun and not worklike this job could be.  I get to do things such as, go for walks, go to the grocery store, go bowling, work in a woodshop, etc...all with people with disabilities...it is great...so much fun.  Anyways I like it.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Sarah and i broke up again a couple weeks ago...This time it's a lot better.  Last time neither of us were really sure, but this time we are, and we agreed that we wouldn't try dating again...so the friendship thing has been good so far, no awkwardness...I think we're good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize this is a very factual post rather than a fun one...but I'm not really in a fun mood right now...I'm in a good mood, just not a goofy one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-2282357894248297553?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/2282357894248297553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=2282357894248297553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/2282357894248297553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/2282357894248297553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-job-no-posts.html' title='New Job, no posts'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-117134601685792220</id><published>2007-02-12T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T22:07:30.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So a good friend who lives in Vernon has become the editor of an online magazine for youth in The Salvation Army accross Canada.  The goal of this website is to connect youth with each other and provide a sense of community in our day and age of technology.  The website is:  www.sendthefire.ca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason  I mention this website is that there is a contest put out for videos and/or pictures and/or songs that leave any kind of impression.  The prize is a Nintendo Wii.  The contest is for anyone between the ages of 13 and 25.  As my brother turns 26 on Saturday, he was really anxious to get a video in to the contest before he was ineligible.  As a good brother, I decided to help him.  So without further ado, I present our entry (I'm sure we will be wiiing it up in no time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gMs58yNgWg0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gMs58yNgWg0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All comments will be edited based on positivity levels...just so ya know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Notice at the end when we sit down, you hear a snap...that was the couch breaking!!  BOOYAH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-117134601685792220?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/117134601685792220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=117134601685792220' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/117134601685792220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/117134601685792220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-good-friend-who-lives-in-vernon-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-117096948566818747</id><published>2007-02-08T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T09:15:31.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laziness - Updated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/316/2305/1600/997401/Adam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/316/2305/320/576519/Adam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time in college one of my profs put this picture, the Creation of Adam on powerpoint and asked us what we thought was the interpretation of it was.  People immediately began analyzing it, "both Adam's and God's legs are flowing the same way"  Maybe this is reflective that Adam was made in the image of God...Other ones point out the people that are sorrounding God..."are they Spirits, or are they people waiting to be given earthly bodies?"  While others analyzed the flow of the painting, and the meaning of which it might have, I could only think of one thing...only one thing popped in my mind, and still does whenever I see this picture today.  It is the simple fact, that if you look at it, there is a separation between the fingers of Adam and God.  And if you look at the hands on both God and Adam, you can notice that God is outstretched, reaching as far as he can.  His muscles are bulging and his body is stretched forward.  Adam's posture, on the other hand is laid back, leaning back, resting, relaxing...his hand is nonchalantly leaning on his knee and wrist is slouched.  With a simple lift of the wrist, Adam would be touching the very hand of God, yet his laziness is stopping him.  Yes he is reaching, but is not willing to go the last step the last lift to reach God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of the symbollism, and how many of us Christians, myself included live our lives like this.  We make a commitment to God, we live relatively wholesome lives, and yet many of us fail to experience the true strength of God.  We don't feel fulfilled in our lives because we know that God is there, and we know that he has a plan for us.  We know that if we commit our full selves to Christ and become servants to him that we will have what Matt Redman calls,  "the gentle persuasion of Authority" in his book, "inside out worship".  The meaning of this phrase is that we, as men and women of God, have gifts, but the gentle persuasion of authority overrides those gifts, and strengthens them to a level that are incomparable and unnatainable at a simple earthly level.  It is such a natural gifting that it feels like no effort (of course there is effort in some preparations and that), but the level that God can take us is unbelievable.  And  yet we fail to experience this persuasion of authority because we hold onto enough of ourselves that doesn't allow God the freedom to make us into His instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to make people feel guilty here, I understand that a lot of people have been hurt in the past, and have reasons that they feel they cannot reach out to God.  But what I am simply saying is this...perhaps if we show a little discipline in our lives, and if we spend time focusing on God, His Word, and in Prayer, perhaps we can experience so much more then we are right now.&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I have never doubted, is the existence of God...how can I?  I look at the mountains and the trees, the ocean and the animals that exist on our earth.  I feel the rain, the snow, the wind...I hear the noises that come from the creatures that roam the earth.  I see people, and how complex they are both in anatomy, as well as in their mind.  One thing I have questioned though, is if God really, truly has a plan for us, or if we are on this earth to fend for ourselves until the end of life, where Judgment is made.  Whether God intervenes here  on earth, helping us with our day to day activities.  This picture makes me believe more and more that he does...He wants to ...He is stretching day in and day out for us.  And we sit here, nonchalantly teasing Him with our words.  Saying that we want to be followers of Him and yet do nothing towards that relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I am learning more and more these days that in a relationship it takes two people.  A relationship cannot and will not work unless both parties show interest...unless both parties put their share of effort into it.  Why would this be different in our relationship to God.  We need to be active participants in our relationship to God if we want to be vessels for him.  If we want Him to take us and mold us into something great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say all this realizing that I am the worst at being lazy in my relationship with God...but here's a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I am not saying anything here about our Salvation and how to attain it.  I am simply speaking of how to live a complete life in Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-117096948566818747?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/117096948566818747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=117096948566818747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/117096948566818747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/117096948566818747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2007/02/laziness-updated.html' title='Laziness - Updated'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-117088347626821740</id><published>2007-02-07T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:26:31.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how I have fun</title><content type='html'>Things I did this week:&lt;br /&gt;...While driving down from the mountain, with two other guys, I made a prank phone call to the pastor of The Salvation Army in Vernon.......Got busted as we accidentally left the speaker phone on after we thought we hung up...oops...&lt;br /&gt;...While helping a friend mop the floors at the church we had the radio blaring and busted into dance with our mops...&lt;br /&gt;...break out into song while working on a thrift store truck with one of the managers...&lt;br /&gt;...chatted with a friend online where we sung songs by writing the lyrics in capital letters...&lt;br /&gt;...broke into dance with my brother while listening to the song 'I don't feel like dancing' by the scissor sisters.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I'm immature, and need to grow up, but then again, is there anything wrong with having fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really happy with this post...it's pretty lame, but I felt the need to write something, and life is pretty boring these days...so...here's what you get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-117088347626821740?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/117088347626821740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=117088347626821740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/117088347626821740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/117088347626821740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-how-i-have-fun.html' title='This is how I have fun'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-117071586779770546</id><published>2007-02-05T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T14:51:32.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobby!!!</title><content type='html'>I need a hobby that doesn't involve watching tv, or surfing the net...any ideas?? Let me know, I'm not creative enough to come up with one on my own.  Give me ideas and I will try them (keep in mind I'm on a very limited budget and have limited space, so collecting fine china might not be so grand)&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-117071586779770546?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/117071586779770546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=117071586779770546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/117071586779770546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/117071586779770546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2007/02/hobby.html' title='Hobby!!!'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-116846989260804528</id><published>2007-01-10T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T15:35:15.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vulnerablizing myself</title><content type='html'>So, something that probably none of you know about me is that I have a secret desire (albeit not an overwhelming one) to write poetry, and/or songs.  Over the years I have kept a couple of journals.  The first one I had was just a normal journal that I thought I would keep when I was going through some difficult things in life, and that I might look back and be encouraged by the good times.  The second one I have is a neat little journal from Florence, Italy, that my sister gave me from her trip, and after using it for a bit decided to turn it more into a quote/poetry/song writing book.  Although I have used both for that purpose at times.&lt;br /&gt;        Don't get me wrong...I am not a continuous user of these journals...actually I just opened my first one up and realized that it had been one year since submitting an entry to it (similar patterns in blogging perhaps).  I was reading back, however and saw some of the poems that I had written.  There are only a few, and they are not good, but I think they accurately describe the things that were on my mind at the time.  A lot to do with Spiritual significance and the confusion that can entail from trying to live a Christian life in a non-Christian world.  So, without further ado, knowing that I am not a great poet, I truly feel vulnerable, but I want to share...go easy on the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is caught on fire,&lt;br /&gt;And yet it's very cold,&lt;br /&gt;For these streets are paved with Hell,&lt;br /&gt;But His streets are paved with Gold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how do I begin,&lt;br /&gt;To talk about this earth,&lt;br /&gt;What we have done to it,&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about that first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talk about the wars,&lt;br /&gt;As if they're right or wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Some people are convicted,&lt;br /&gt;But some just play along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think about pollution,&lt;br /&gt;The black could overhead,&lt;br /&gt;And acid rain falls down on us,&lt;br /&gt;As if the sky has bled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though darkness and corruption,&lt;br /&gt;Flood across these lands,&lt;br /&gt;The promise of light and love,&lt;br /&gt;Grace and mercy is at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at all the Terrorism,&lt;br /&gt;East and West collide&lt;br /&gt;There'll be a time when Christ returns,&lt;br /&gt;And puts those things aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How in this world do we go on,&lt;br /&gt;When what we've done is so wrong,&lt;br /&gt;We praise the Lord in His glory,&lt;br /&gt;And sing the Hallelujah song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far from being published I realize, but it must have been a day where the things of earth were heavy on my heart.  I used to struggle a lot with how devastating our world is and what is the point in trying to be a good influence in the remedy.  I went through a time where all seemed hopeless, and I think this is a remnant of that time.  Remember that what we do on earth is important, but what we do with our Spirit is eternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-116846989260804528?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/116846989260804528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=116846989260804528' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116846989260804528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116846989260804528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2007/01/vulnerablizing-myself.html' title='Vulnerablizing myself'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-116751547453229968</id><published>2006-12-30T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T13:51:14.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes of the week</title><content type='html'>So for the Holidays I have made it to my parents house in Port Alberni.  It has been a great to catch up with everyone and just have the relaxing time that only home can actually bring.  I also went to Surrey with most of my family to visit other members of my family.   Along the way I have noticed some very humourous quotes from my family that have made me laugh out loud.  Now unfortunately I can only remember a few of them because I didn't write them down, but I thought I would share them with you.  Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom (while looking at the key rack by the front door):  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What's this key for?&lt;/span&gt; [puts key in door and turns] &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh!!! It's a house key!!&lt;/span&gt;  [excitedly] &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;By Yiminy, I need another house key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 4 year old Nephew to my sister (as she approaches him and says hi for the first time in months): [Said with grumpy face and very matter of factly] &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Where's my present!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same nephew to same sister 2 days later: [in a very sweet little boy tone] &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Are you sure you don't have any more presents for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister (as my dad is driving us in Surrey; one day after she got horribly lost in surrey):  [Confidently]  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you turn left here I know how to get there!&lt;/span&gt;  (by the way if we had turned left there we would have been going the complete opposite direction then we needed to be going.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I thought these were funny, of course they cannot translate as well in written words as they were in real life, but these are the things I have been laughing at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-116751547453229968?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/116751547453229968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=116751547453229968' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116751547453229968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116751547453229968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/12/quotes-of-week.html' title='Quotes of the week'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-116708376665544033</id><published>2006-12-25T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T13:56:06.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update to come....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-116708376665544033?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/116708376665544033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=116708376665544033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116708376665544033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116708376665544033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-update-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-116518981682715090</id><published>2006-12-03T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T15:50:17.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I went to church and was surprised to see a couple of old friends.  It is a couple that I worked with in Campbell River, when I worked at The Salvation Army there in 2004.  After church there was a potluck, so I had a chance to connect with them.  They have always been the type of people that are encouraging, and always seeking out God's will, and this has taken them many places and in many different situations.  This morning I found out that there are in Salmon Arm and teaching a course at a bible school, as well as mentoring students in the area of mission and trying to help them find their passion in the Lord.  It was good to see them, as well as encouraging.  They even dropped the idea of me to perhaps come with them to Guatamala in October...we'll see though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At church today our pastor spoke on friendship and being a Godly friend to people...to be able to encourage others and bring them out to their potential.  This is something that is passionate to me.  I know there have been people in my life that have encouraged me in many ways, and I am incredibly thankful for that.  I can only hope and work towards being that kind of a friend to others.  I do consciously try, and hope that what I portray to my friends is love and care for them...in my opinion and understanding, love is important above all else.  It is far too easy to get wrapped into friendship that are based solely on joking, and playfully mock each other, and in that we often lose the importance of encouragement.  This is my goal, to be a good friend to others, and to show consistent love and care for them.  There are times when we can lift others, and there are times when we need to be lifted.  Thank-you to my friends who have lifted me in times when I have needed it...you all are precious to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-116518981682715090?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/116518981682715090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=116518981682715090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116518981682715090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116518981682715090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-all-this-morning-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-116484936729667503</id><published>2006-11-29T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T17:16:07.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world of friends,&lt;br /&gt;So I know that I have not posted a lot in the last few months, and I think that a part of it has been that I haven't really been challenged by much, or even really thought a lot about anything worth mentioning...I haven't been mentally stimulated.  I think a large reason for this is because I no longer work with The Salvation Army...although I am still involved I am not facing many of the day to day challenges that came with that job. &lt;br /&gt;Instead I am facing the world of employment outside of a Christian setting.  I am doing my best, and as far as I can tell, suceeding at both befriending coworkers, while still maintaining my values.  They know that I'm a Christian, but it doesnt' mean I mamsy pamsy but rather that I can relate to them still, listen, talk, and have fun with them without being judgemental, but still holding onto my values.  Two of them have expressed an appreciation for that, which makes me feel like I am succeeding at something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Sarah and I have broken up.  It is sad, but overall for the better.  I think we were just looking for different things in our relationship, and it didn't work.  I am glad that we tried and I am glad the way it ended, in the sense that I think we are both okay with it and that it won't be awkward to be friends (at least from my end...I hope).  As I was walking last week, as some people do after such a breakup, to clear my mind, I came upon a stream, and as I looked up the stream it made me think of my life as a river.  As the water comes down the stream it is becoming purer and purer by the natural filter of the rocks (I dont' actually know if that happens, but it does in this illustration)...the rocks and bumps help the river become pure.  I thought of this analogy in my life (lame I know, but it's amazing how lame things can be God moments).  We all go through tough times (rocks and bumps if you will) and they are what make us stronger, and help us learn.  I have to look at dating Sarah as one of those things.  It was fun to date, I loved it, and it sucked to break up, but it doesn't mean I can't take the lessons I learned from that relationship and move on.  I am thankful for that relationship, and I really hope the friendship thing works out, cause in my opinion it is a huge shame if it does not.  Anyways, Thank you Sarah, if you read this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to start walking more regularly.  I spend more quality time with God when I walk, and I have decided this...it sucks that I decided this while it is -20 outside and snow on the ground...but if I can find my toque I'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for now, hope you are well,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I changed the format of my blog if you didn't notice...I am bored&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-116484936729667503?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/116484936729667503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=116484936729667503' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116484936729667503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116484936729667503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-world-of-friends-so-i-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-116399357093522685</id><published>2006-11-19T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T19:32:51.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone....well there is not much to update on...life is exciting as always...work is okay, kind of boring...oh by the way I am prepping, staining and clear-coating windows in a warehouse for work right now, in case some of you didn't know.  I work 10 hours a day, when there are things to do, but it is poorly organized so sometimes our shipment of windows doesn't come in so we get a short day, which is nice, except for when pay day comes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the last couple days have been full of almost winnings...let me explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday I was working with a guy named Duane, and we were listening to the radio, and there was a question that needed answering, so we got on the phone...after a while of trying his phone started ringing, as did mine, which means we were getting through.  He must have phoned a second before me and went live on the air.  While he was on, since I knew the answer and he didn't, I told him the answer to say, and he did, and won a 50 gift card to a restaurant and three don cherry gift mugs.  I was a little choked at myself for giving him the answer, since I was probably the next one to go on air.  So that was thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I had another chance.  The question was asked, Duane told me the answer, and I phoned in right away...I didn't go on live but rather told the voice on the other end my answer and he told me to hold.  As I was holding someone else went on air, said the same answer as me and got it right....again I was probably the next in line to go on....burned two days in a row...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night, I was at the new Canadian tire in Westbank, and they came after me to sign up for a credit card...as they had a wheel you could spend and get cash (up to 20 bucks) I had a mental lapse and agreed...As I was going up to the wheel (which had about 50 or 6o slots, 1 of which had 20 bucks on it) I gave er a spin.  After the wheel went around 5 or 6 times it came to a rest on the 20 dollar slot..."Booyah" I said, until the lady handed me a certificate for 2o bucks, which I have to use with the Credit Card I might get, and I have to use it by the end of december....I was choked because I felt they had lied to me...but anyways, once again it was confirmed for me not to ever...EVER...sign up for stupid things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways those are my thoughts today...hope all is well is la la land,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-116399357093522685?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/116399357093522685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=116399357093522685' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116399357093522685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116399357093522685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-116381357331286807</id><published>2006-11-17T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T17:32:53.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me still here</title><content type='html'>Just so everyone knows...I am still here...I will be posting in the next day or two.  I have barely been at home in the last couple months...it's been crazy....but I have a good story involving Canadian Tire (or Canadian Liar!!!) (I thought of that one by myself) that I want to share...anyways, you'll hear from me soon...adios amigo(a)s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-116381357331286807?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/116381357331286807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=116381357331286807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116381357331286807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116381357331286807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-still-here.html' title='Me still here'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-116130182392572431</id><published>2006-10-19T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T16:50:24.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well friends, last Sunday some friends, Greg and Crystal, took Sarah and I climbing on real rock...it was quite fun...I even got to the top of a 100 foot cliff...Anyways I thought I would share some pictures from that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic is Sarah and I...I know the first pic you have seen of Sarah...isn't she cute...I like this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/Climbing%20with%20Crys%20and%20Greg%20041.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/320/Climbing%20with%20Crys%20and%20Greg%20041.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me part way up a cliff, deciding whether or not to keep going, or come down...I kept going, and proved my awesome climbing skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/Climbing%20with%20Crys%20and%20Greg%20024.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/320/Climbing%20with%20Crys%20and%20Greg%20024.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the four of us...We had a great day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/Climbing%20with%20Crys%20and%20Greg%20045.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/320/Climbing%20with%20Crys%20and%20Greg%20045.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you have seen pics of Sarah...I am excited for many of you guys to meet her...she's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-116130182392572431?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/116130182392572431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=116130182392572431' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116130182392572431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/116130182392572431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/10/well-friends-last-sunday-some-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115965520837889693</id><published>2006-09-30T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T15:26:48.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Ladies!!!</title><content type='html'>Well ladies, I know it is a sad day in each of your lives...you see, I, Jeremy Thompson, am dating someone.  Okay okay, so maybe I didn't break any hearts, but I just thought I would share the news with all of you.  For one month now we have been dating, and it has been a great time...&lt;br /&gt;Let me take this opportunity to describe her to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Amarosia, and she is a 6'4 blonde Mexican with green eyes.  She moved here from Mexico 2 months ago and sought me out (personally I think she's in it for a Visa, but hey...I'm down).  Okay okay  on to the truth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Sarah, and she is around 5'4 (I think) maybe 5'5 and she has brown hair and hazel eyes.  She is very beautiful...She is a dance teacher, and also works at Purdy's (sugar momma...haha).  Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to tell all of you that it is very exciting starting a new relationship, and a lot of learning, as it is new to both of us....but we're having a good time, and figuring things out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, once again I just want to apologize to all the ladies out there, but what can ya do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115965520837889693?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115965520837889693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115965520837889693' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115965520837889693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115965520837889693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/09/sorry-ladies.html' title='Sorry Ladies!!!'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115894844699042657</id><published>2006-09-22T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T11:07:27.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who says hilarity has to be appropriate</title><content type='html'>I know it's small...I wasn't sure how to make it bigger, but please read the red-headed kids shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/Picture%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/400/Picture%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this picture was taken in Ucluelet on Big Beach, and it is a kid from Port Alberni, so it is not necessarily abnormal to see this kind of sweater on a kid...however, this picture was taken AT MY SISTER'S WEDDING!!! Again, not unnatural as they are from Port Alberni (I take much pride in my home town). &lt;br /&gt;I think this is hilarious...but maybe that's just me,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115894844699042657?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115894844699042657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115894844699042657' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115894844699042657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115894844699042657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/09/who-says-hilarity-has-to-be.html' title='who says hilarity has to be appropriate'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115869613464949746</id><published>2006-09-19T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T13:05:19.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DABB99;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Plain Ole Cup of Joe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EAD3B8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/cup-of-joe.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But don't think plain - instead think, uncomplicatedYou're a low maintenance kind of girl... who can hang with the guysDown to earth, easy going, and fun! Yup, that's you: the friend everyone invites.And your dependable too. Both for a laugh and a sympathetic ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Coffee Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...I would have never known that I am a plain, low-maintenance girl...Thank Robyn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115869613464949746?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115869613464949746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115869613464949746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115869613464949746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115869613464949746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-are-plain-ole-cup-of-joebut-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115834966689149399</id><published>2006-09-15T12:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T12:47:46.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>celeb look a likes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="MyHeritage - treasure your family history" href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - treasure your family history"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://69.93.254.120/G/storage/site1/files/92/29/23/922923_4187270b00b054zk92z417.jpg" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not bad...two backstreet boys, a former new kid...also brad pitt...Angelina here I come...I think there's a pattern here...I'M HOT!!!  Oh and by the way...NO GIRLS...woohoo...all man here baby!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115834966689149399?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115834966689149399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115834966689149399' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115834966689149399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115834966689149399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/09/celeb-look-likes_15.html' title='celeb look a likes'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115759849036878096</id><published>2006-09-06T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T20:08:10.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Port (Alberni)</title><content type='html'>Well...last Friday was my last day working for the Salvation Army.  Since then I have come back home to Port Alberni to be with family as my sister is getting married this Saturday.  It is so good being home without the stress of going back to a job that I don't really want to go back to.  It has been relaxing and I have had a lot of fun with my family.  When I go back I am hoping to get a job that I will really enjoy and find my passion.  I have a couple of ideas, but I will share them only later, when I get a job.   Until then, I will have a rest.  At least I have a ball game on Tuesday next week, so I have a reason to quickly get back to Kelowna.  Please pray for me in this transition that I will find myself in a job, that's not necessarily comfortable, but that is more my speed, and perhaps one that will allow me to use my abilities to the fullest.  Thank-you all...&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out&lt;br /&gt;oh...by the way, I've tried to do the celeb look a like thing and I have a sweet pic, but for whatever reason it won't upload the pic...I'll keep trying,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115759849036878096?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115759849036878096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115759849036878096' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115759849036878096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115759849036878096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/09/life-in-port-alberni.html' title='Life in Port (Alberni)'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115734921468370459</id><published>2006-09-03T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:53:34.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this is a post, based on a special request from a person I just met (well met for the second time, but who counts the first time anyways...especially when she was just watching movies and didn't even say two words to me).  Anyways, Lana (if that is your name...I'm terrible with names) this ones for you...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115734921468370459?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115734921468370459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115734921468370459' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115734921468370459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115734921468370459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-this-is-post-based-on-special.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115647949637074222</id><published>2006-08-24T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T21:18:16.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Big News</title><content type='html'>Hello world,&lt;br /&gt;Well many of you who have talked to me in the last few months have probably sensed that work wasn't going so well.  Just so you all know I have put in my resignation and my last day working at The Salvation Army in Kelowna will be Next Friday Sept. 1....and then I will be unemployed.  I am excited to see where this will take me, and excited to try new things.  I will be staying in Kelowna, and finding work.  I will post more later, and put some pics of Steve's wedding up, but I just wanted to give you all a quick update on life.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115647949637074222?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115647949637074222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115647949637074222' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115647949637074222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115647949637074222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-big-news.html' title='My Big News'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115634859700575621</id><published>2006-08-23T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T08:56:37.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tried to post pictures from my good friends Steve and Jess' wedding, but then it shut down on me...so there are some to come when I have time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115634859700575621?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115634859700575621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115634859700575621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115634859700575621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115634859700575621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-tried-to-post-pictures-from-my-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115380261614222815</id><published>2006-07-24T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:52:47.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loose objects + Braking = Crumbnut dent</title><content type='html'>So my friends...there are first for everything...&lt;br /&gt;First breath,&lt;br /&gt;First step,&lt;br /&gt;First word,&lt;br /&gt;First truck,&lt;br /&gt;First dent on said truck...&lt;br /&gt;DANG IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, what can ya do...so here's the story...quite not interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was at work and it was around 2:00, which is the time that neither the Men's shelter in town, nor the drop-in center are open. Since it is like 40 degrees here (literally...it was 41 earlier) I decided to take a cooler...fill it with water bottles, put it on my truck (as the work van was being used for something else)...Since I bought bungee chords yesterday I thought about tying it down...but then I knew I wasn't going very far so I decided against it. I put the cooler near the back of the truck, as it was heavy, and thought it was heavy enough that it wouldn't slide easily...boy was I wrong. A little breaky break later and BOOM!!! sliding cooler...all the while I'm thinking 'man I hope it didn't leave a dent'. So I got out when I got to my location...took a look and then broke down crying and screaming...okay...no crying...but I was a little miffed...&lt;br /&gt;So I went around and handed out my water...and then when I put the cooler back on the truck I tied it down with bungee chords...lesson learnt&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...drive safe,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115380261614222815?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115380261614222815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115380261614222815' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115380261614222815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115380261614222815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/07/loose-objects-braking-crumbnut-dent.html' title='Loose objects + Braking = Crumbnut dent'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115250299708018644</id><published>2006-07-09T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T20:43:17.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well my friends...here is my big splurge...Definately nicer than the tercel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/second%20round%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/320/second%20round%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/second%20round%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/320/second%20round%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/second%20round%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/320/second%20round%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115250299708018644?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115250299708018644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115250299708018644' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115250299708018644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115250299708018644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115216167361830477</id><published>2006-07-05T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T21:54:33.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay Okay,&lt;br /&gt;So last week I went out an bought something.  What do you think it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.  A computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. A Toaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. A Truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.  A piano (keyboard)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115216167361830477?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115216167361830477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115216167361830477' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115216167361830477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115216167361830477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/07/okay-okay-so-last-week-i-went-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115138494689177077</id><published>2006-06-26T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:09:06.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So Yesterday was my birthday.  On friday some people I work with decided to fulfill the birthday wish list that I sent to them via email.  The list included things like a house, and air conditioned car, a scooter, a piano, ya know relatively reasonable things.  So in attempts to fulfill this wishlist I got certain items...following are some pictures we took during that lunch hour.  Since I cannot figure out how to put pictures in order, they appear as they are.  I wanted them in a different order...oh well, can't win em all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all their wisdom, most of my co-workers think I need a wife (after all, I am 24...my biological clock is ticking)...anyways this is supposed to be my wife...at least she's a piano player...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="163" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/320/Birthday%208.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured if she's my wife...I may as well smooch her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/Birthday%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/320/Birthday%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then came our duet, on the sweet keys that I got...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/Birthday%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/320/Birthday%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The cake was good...too bad the others didn't get a chance to have some (come on...the cake wasn't THAT big)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/Birthday%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/320/Birthday%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I then serenaded everyone with my sweet skills...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/Birthday%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/320/Birthday%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thus concluded Friday....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Sunday (my actual birthday) after going to church and then winning the championship on my slow pitch team (we won sweet baseball bags) I spent the day with my parents who are out camping in their trailor.   We had  very good dinner of steak, chicken, new potatos, corn on the cob, and caesar salad...it was delicious (thanks mom and dad).  Then we just chilled, made some jiffy pop over the campfire.  It was sweet.   They got me wireless headphones for my birthday (now I can lie on my bed AND listen to music)...life doesn't get much better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways that was my weekend...very busy, but good overall...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This evening (monday) we had a farewell for some doctor friends of mine who are going to Toronto to get married and then going to Port McNeill for their second and final year of practicum (after which they will be family doctors)...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope everyone is well...love you all,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jer &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115138494689177077?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115138494689177077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115138494689177077' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115138494689177077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115138494689177077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-yesterday-was-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115068036274635362</id><published>2006-06-18T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T18:26:02.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to my pappy (actually Father, or dad...I never call him pappy)</title><content type='html'>He's been there since my first day&lt;br /&gt;He was always there to pay&lt;br /&gt;He taught me how to play ball,&lt;br /&gt;So today I gave him a call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won him over with my smile,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes he had to clean up bile  (ha ha that's gross)&lt;br /&gt;As a father he is great,&lt;br /&gt;Recently he's lost a lot of weight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to my dad I say thanks,&lt;br /&gt;For all the love and all the spanks&lt;br /&gt;For all the talks and all the laughs,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for not making me do crafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well dad, I may not be Edgar Allen Poe, but here's my way of saying I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers all,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115068036274635362?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115068036274635362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115068036274635362' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115068036274635362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115068036274635362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/06/ode-to-my-pappy-actually-father-or.html' title='Ode to my pappy (actually Father, or dad...I never call him pappy)'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115056083614098749</id><published>2006-06-17T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T09:28:19.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A couple months ago now I bought a new camera.  It was a good price at futureshop and was really all that I needed, so instead of spending a thousand or more bucks and awesome camera (that I would never really learn how to use properly) I decided to spend 400 bucks on a Sony 5.1 megapixel, 12 X optical zoom.  I figure it's a good starter camera, and if I ever get more into photography I can upgrade.  So after I bought it I spent some time taking pictures (makes sense hey?)&lt;br /&gt;The following series on my feet I share with you because I find it humurous.  The pictures themselves aren't so humurous, but the fact that I spent time sitting on a bench taking these pictures I find quite funny.  Anyways...have fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/First%20pics%20019.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/200/First%20pics%20019.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/First%20pics%20022.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/200/First%20pics%20022.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/First%20pics%20023.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/200/First%20pics%20023.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/First%20pics%20020.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/200/First%20pics%20020.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/1600/First%20pics%20021.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/316/2305/200/First%20pics%20021.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is...my first photo entries on blogger. It has taken this long because I didn't know how to post pictures...but this morning I actually spent the 30 seconds and figured it out...very easy. Anyways til next time,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115056083614098749?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115056083614098749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115056083614098749' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115056083614098749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115056083614098749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/06/couple-months-ago-now-i-bought-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-115042902565111391</id><published>2006-06-15T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T23:05:16.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got friends in high places!!!</title><content type='html'>So I just came back from an ESS BBQ (ESS is Emergency Social Services, who are the people that would take care of you if your house burnt down or if you were evacuated in the case of a large forest fire or flooding). I must say, since coming to Kelowna I think I have made a good impression on people, which is good. I don't mean this post to brag, but right now I'm feeling pretty good about some of the things I have been doing here, and people I have been making an impression on. So today during the BBQ I realized that I have built a friendship (well probably more an acquaintance) with both the Mayor of Kelowna, as well as the Fire Chief. I am on a first name basis with both. Also, the fire chief even remembered that last time I saw him (over a month ago) he remembered that I had a sprained wrist. I was also joking around with the chief and assistant chief very much the same way that I would think the firefighters would joke around with each other. Okay, so now I'm sounding like a fool and like I'm starstruck, which I'm actually not. I just think it's funny some of the circles that I am finding myself in. It is actually encouraging, and makes me want to do a better job, because essentially, in some cases I will be serving these people, and I want to serve them with the same love that Christ served. I do think it is neat getting to know some of these people, and who knows maybe if someday I need a job...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways til another day (hopefully sooner than last)&lt;br /&gt;Love all,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-115042902565111391?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/115042902565111391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=115042902565111391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115042902565111391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/115042902565111391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-got-friends-in-high-places.html' title='I&apos;ve got friends in high places!!!'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-114832634602717989</id><published>2006-05-22T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T12:32:26.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpt from "Ben Stein Speaks Out"</title><content type='html'>A couple of months ago I received and email entitled, "Ben Stein Speaks Out". It was a forward that I actually took the time to read, and I'm glad I read it. In it he speaks of certain things that people choose to ignore. Question people ask about how God allows things but refuses to look at our societal neglect to allow God into our everday lives. So parts of this email verbalizes a few things that I have thought but have not verbalized in a large way. Here is a part of it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her "How could God let something like this Happen?" (regarding Katrina) Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. She said, "I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives. And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?" In light of recent events...terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I think it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found recently) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools, and we said OK. Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school . the Bible says thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr. Spock's son committed suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about. And we said OK. Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out. I think it has a great deal to do with "WE REAP WHAT WE SOW." Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says! Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing. Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right or wrong, it's something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-114832634602717989?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/114832634602717989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=114832634602717989' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114832634602717989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114832634602717989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/05/excerpt-from-ben-stein-speaks-out.html' title='Excerpt from &quot;Ben Stein Speaks Out&quot;'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-114832539709078974</id><published>2006-05-22T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T12:16:37.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Well, due to popular demand, here is an update.  I am doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-114832539709078974?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/114832539709078974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=114832539709078974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114832539709078974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114832539709078974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/05/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-114498267574173111</id><published>2006-04-13T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T19:44:35.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandparents</title><content type='html'>On Monday when I arrived in Port Alberni for a visit, I went out to my sisters property.  It is the five acres that was my grandparents, that my mom inherited and just finalized a sale this last week to my sister and her fiance.  While I was visiting the property for the first time since it has started getting  makeover, my mom told me a bit of history of our family.  Aparrantly many years ago, on of my granpa's work buddies won a piece of land in a poker game.  Because it was so far out of town though (only a 10 minute drive now, but back then transportation was more difficult) he was complaining about it.  My grandpa (having some foresight) said he would trade him straight up for my granpa and grandma's house in town.  He agreed.  My grandparents lived in a little house while they built a better one.  While he was doing that (building the house with his own two hands) he talked to a guy that owned more land, and bought 10 more acres.  My grandpa proceeded to build a couple more houses on the area of land.  (he was a logger by proffession, but I guess he knew some carpentry as well).  he sold off some of the land and houses but kept five acres.  This is the land my mom grew up in.  Since my grandfather died 16 years ago, the land has sat empty.  A small forest had grown over everything.  When my grandmother passed away last summer, my mom inherited the property.  My sisters fiance is a logger, so it is only fitting that they  purchased the property and fix it up.  The amazing thing is that the house still stand on that land, and seems relatively sturdy (although definately not liveable).  The old barn and outhouse feel down with relative ease.  The whole family is quite excited that something is happening with the property, and the neighbours (many of which were around or are descendants of those around in my grandparents age) have shown an interest and stopped by to visit.  Anyways I just wanted to share a bit about my family history...it is neat for me to learn these things.  Mom, if you read this and anything is innacurate (which is very well might be in the details) just let me know...&lt;br /&gt;Later all, have fun,&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-114498267574173111?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/114498267574173111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=114498267574173111' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114498267574173111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114498267574173111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-grandparents.html' title='My Grandparents'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-114487691939108364</id><published>2006-04-12T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T14:22:03.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Port Alberni</title><content type='html'>I spent some time today in Port Alberni just looking around, seeing if I saw anybody I knew, and then I started thinking and reflecting, which, of course, is always dangerous. As I stood on the dock at the Harbour Quay (which is positioned facing the Alberni Inlet) I was watching the waves come crashing in. It was a windy day, so the water was a little rough. I started noticing my surroundings and even watched the seagulls for a little bit. As I was marveling at how they are so smooth while they are sailing into the wind I noticed the statue of a seaman, leaning on the rails of the dock looking as though he was calling in the barges to wind down a hard days work. History has always intrigued me, and when I was looking at that well-beaten statue, I began thinking of the good ol' days in Port Alberni. Back then, at the turn of the century, it seems, all there was, was fishing, and logging. Two jobs that take very strong, and hard-working men and women. I couldn't help but think of the people that built this city, that is now stricken with a sense of poverty, and how the lifestyle was back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;I used to work at a National Historic site in Port Alberni, called McLean Mill. &lt;a href="http://www.alberniheritage.com/mill.shtml"&gt;http://www.alberniheritage.com/mill.shtml&lt;/a&gt; It was a steam-powered saw mill operation that had many single men (as well as small families) living out at camp. The men would work all week, and then go into town on the weekends to romance the ladies at the 'Goat Ranch' (or so the local bourlesque was referred to back then). In 1969 or so the Mill shut down, locked it's gates and left everything sitting for years to come. I guess I'm just trying to demonstrate that these people had rough lives, so when I complain about how much I'm working, it is unwarranted.&lt;br /&gt;As I was reflecting on Port Alberni, I noticed again how simple of a town it is. Someone told me that it was, in fact, rated the worst place to live in Canada based on the poverty level, lack of jobs and lack of available housing (I have not confirmed this but I wouldn't doubt it if it ranked up there). Yet, the peace I find in this town is the simplicity of it. One of the things I remember everyone complaining about growing up is that there is nothing to do. With nothing to do there must be much time to get to know other people, and spend time on things that are important, rather than going to the mall and spending money you don't have (if you've been to the PA Mall, you would know why it isn't exactly the place to hang out). Nothing to do is peaceful, and simple. There is no pressure in this city to look a certain way, or to drive the best cars, or any or that. I really do think, and perhaps wrongfully so, that a city like this is relatively free from materialism. I know that no city in North America is free from this awful addiction, but compared to a place like Kelowna, there is no need for it because there are only a few that have. I like it.&lt;br /&gt;Port Alberni has a small city feel and I just find it peaceful and relaxing...I would move back here some day in a heart beat if there was an opportunity to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Well I apologize for the scattered thoughts, but my fingers can't keep up with my head so here you have it. Yesterday I learned about some of the history of my grandparents and I will share some of that with you tomorrow. I find it neat the differences of living between generation to generation.&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-114487691939108364?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/114487691939108364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=114487691939108364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114487691939108364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114487691939108364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/04/port-alberni.html' title='Port Alberni'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-114477437783903036</id><published>2006-04-11T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T09:52:57.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxing</title><content type='html'>Well friends, here I am...after two people mentioned that I haven't blogged in awhile (you know who you are) I am back at blogging. I am actually in my parents house in Port Alberni. I took a week off from work and am now able to relax for a bit...so exciting, although I still can't sleep in. I slept till 8 this morning and still felt tired, but still got up and started moving. I guess it's good, but my plan is to sleep at least until 10 one day this week. I definately have some plans this holiday, as far as plotting out somewhat of a plan to help me grow spiritually. This means practicing some of the disciplines, and commiting to regularity in living a spiritual life. Since going to Kelowna I haven't been so good at that, and it's sucks cause I know that i need it more now than ever. My work is with Street people, the people that God so preciously loves, and yet here I am trying to do work on my own...no wonder I often feel lost and lonely in it. I think Spiritual accountability is important, and at the moment I haven't anyone in my life that really keeps me accountable, and although I can only really blame myself for my lack of discipline it is more fruitful to have people to talk to about things of the Lord...Anyways I just wanted to say hi, and I guess ask for prayer that I would go back to Kelowna refreshed and not in my own strength, otherwise burnout will come quicker than a flaming plastic flamingo would melt (like that analogy...just thought of it now) Love ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-114477437783903036?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/114477437783903036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=114477437783903036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114477437783903036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114477437783903036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/04/relaxing.html' title='Relaxing'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-114153596931623897</id><published>2006-03-04T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T21:20:24.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Hello again friends,&lt;br /&gt;Just an update on life. It has been busy here, every night this week I was out doing something for our church...Monday outreach, Tuesday worship team practice, Wednesday outreach, Thursday the gathering (family oriented program in which I am in charge of 10-13 year olds, and Friday was a fun night outside of the church. I am joining a softball team (the coach is the custodian at the church) and last night we went bowling and I met the team. Afterwards we went out to the pub and had drinks and snacks (for the record, of course I had coke). It is fun, they are a dynamic group of people that I think will be fun to play with. I am actually quite excited to play ball, because ever since moving to Kelowna I have been pretty inactive. This is due mostly to being busy as well as not having people here to play sports with, whereas in Abbotsford we were always playing baseball or football or something. I have my bike here, so I am going to try and get out on that some.&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to my brothers and sister in laws place in Vernon. I am so glad to have them near, so that I can visit when I'm bored. It is easy for me to become a hermit, and I get in ruts where I want to be a loner, although I don't think that's necessarily healthy. So anyways I am glad they are in Vernon, as it is good to hang out with them and with Clint and Marian, who are good friends of theirs. Anyways, I think it's time I go, but I hope all is well with everyone, I am going to try to get on the email scene again, I've been bad.&lt;br /&gt;Love y'all&lt;br /&gt;Jer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-114153596931623897?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/114153596931623897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=114153596931623897' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114153596931623897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114153596931623897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-114119091371832401</id><published>2006-02-28T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T21:28:33.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poverty here or there?</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, I guess it's been a week or so since I've written...I want to be more consistent but I don't always have thoughts, and also I was away all weekend...in abbotsford with my friends...so good...so short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have been thinking for a few years now, about poverty and the dynamic between Canadian poverty and third world poverty.  It's hard because I work in the homeless industry, but when I think of places in Africa, South America, and other places even in Europe it makes it somewhat hard for me to want to help people here.  This is mostly due to the fact that we have governmental systems that take care of people, and I know there's a shortage of low income housing, and I know that welfare, or disability cheques don't always cut the mustard, but if you think of what people get here, and what people get there, it is harder and harder to think that the people in 'desperate situations' in Canada are actual life threatening 'desperate situations'.  I'm not saying that we shouldn't help people in our own neighbourhood, but like I said in my last post, it makes it hard when people consider the help 'rights', especially when if you brought that same help to a family in Africa they would probably be so grateful. &lt;br /&gt;I used to think that I would someday be a missionary...recently that passion has been returning.  I don't know if I will ever be a cross-cultural missionary.  I think it will always be a passion of mine, and I guess it's my responsibility and choice with what I do with that passion...I guess we will see.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, until things happen again...peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-114119091371832401?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/114119091371832401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=114119091371832401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114119091371832401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114119091371832401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/02/poverty-here-or-there.html' title='Poverty here or there?'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-114058742887204231</id><published>2006-02-21T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T21:50:28.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace and Human rights</title><content type='html'>Last week as I was covering the reception position at our foodbank here in Kelowna, someone came in for a food hamper.  After bringing up their file it was clear that they were not eligible to receive food for us for another week, as we have a once a month policy, as well as a two week policy with the other food bank in town.  This person tried to convince me that it was their 'right'  to have a hamper.  This got me thinking about our rights as humans, and the question I had, was "do we actually have rights, and if we do, why, and in what areas?"  I never looked this up, but I think that we, as Canadians, claim that everyone has a right to certain things, basic necessities, such as food, water, clothing and shelter.  If it's not official, there are many who wouldargue this point.  This got me thinking of government systems, as well as charities, and then of God and His grace to us.  I made the comparison of someone coming to the food bank claiming their 'right' to food, and that of a person claiming their 'right' to heaven.  God forgives us, and saves us, but by no means to we have a right to be saved...it is a gift.  A food hamper is a gift, it is not a right.  Welfare cheques are a gift, in my opinion, it shouldn't be a right.  I could be wrong, and this may make me sound like a jerk, but as people, I don't think we have legitimate rights to anything.  Life is a gift.  I'nm not saying that I want recognition at the food bank, but I guess my point is that our society is somewhat warped in what we think we deserve.  Everything is a gift, the mountains, the trees, air to breath, water to swim, how do you make an argument that we deserve something, especially when we had no participation in creating it.  Anyways, just some thoughts,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-114058742887204231?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/114058742887204231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=114058742887204231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114058742887204231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114058742887204231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/02/grace-and-human-rights.html' title='Grace and Human rights'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-114049968027837192</id><published>2006-02-20T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:28:00.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>By Faith</title><content type='html'>Well friends, I know it's been a couple days since my one and only post, so I figured I better post again otherwise you'll never come back to read it.  So here it is...my illustrious second post...I haven't had many thoughts in the last couple days, but something that i have been learning a lot lately is to live by faith.  In Hebrews 11 it talks about how noah built the ark before he saw a drop of water...by faith;   Abraham obeyed and went where he didn't know he was going...by faith; by faith Jacob worshiped as he was dying...bye faith Moses chose to be among his people...the people of God, rather than enjoy the pleasures of sin for a short time...by faith...by faith...by faith...WOW!!!  When I look at all those 'supermen' of faith, I tend to sometimes think, "man, I'll never be there."  But then I think, "It doesn't matter if I change the course of the world, or that I become some big public Christian superhero...I can be who I am, using the gifts God has given me, and in that become important to some people, and build them up..."  When I was a kid, I used to think that God was going to do something great with me...although my thoughts were more in the public eye, and of changing the world, I still think that God can do great things with me, if I let Him free inside of me.  Anyways I am easily distracted, and someone just called me about work stuff so it looks like this posting is about done.  One last thought...I have been thinking the last few days about eagles, and the thought of flying within a ministry...just letting loose, not holding anything back and givin' er...I am often too scared to let loose, partly because I feel inadequate, and partly because I know the bigger I try and grow my ministry, the more responsibility is there and the more work it entails...in time...in time I will let loose.  Anyways even if no one reads this it has at least got me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-114049968027837192?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/114049968027837192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=114049968027837192' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114049968027837192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114049968027837192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/02/by-faith.html' title='By Faith'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22629179.post-114023990642358467</id><published>2006-02-17T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T21:18:26.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joining the Blogging world</title><content type='html'>Well Everyone, here I am.  When my dad first started blogging, I thought he was a nerd...then my brother began only a few months ago, and I'm pretty sure I called him a geek...but then I got to thinking.."ya know, sometimes I have good thoughts that people should read about".  Since it doesn't look like I'm gonna write a book anytime soon, I think I will try my hand at this blogging thing first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, if anyones just stopping by reading this...I am a single, white male...uhmm, I was just informed this wasn't like the personals in the paper...hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, I am 23 years old, live in Kelowna, BC and work for The Salvation Army as a Community Outreach Coordinator.  This position finds me working with the Homeless population, as well as in our emergency services.  Quite the difference in many cases, but at the same time, they are quite similar.  I have a Counseling/Caregiving degree from Columbia Bible College.  Through this blog, I'm assuming I will reveal more and more about myself, as is natural, but at the same time I am unsure if people, other than my friends, will even read my blog (To be honest I'll be a bit surprised if even my friends and family read it).  Maybe it will end up being more of a glorified journal that will encourage me to journal.  Anyways...hello blogging world...is there anyone out there??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22629179-114023990642358467?l=jerthom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/feeds/114023990642358467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22629179&amp;postID=114023990642358467' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114023990642358467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22629179/posts/default/114023990642358467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerthom.blogspot.com/2006/02/joining-blogging-world.html' title='Joining the Blogging world'/><author><name>Jerthom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05341880062370631631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/759/2549/320/jerthom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
