<?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-3520668546047552012</id><updated>2011-09-16T11:29:31.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CrEAN IS BACK!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-5813649758837238054</id><published>2011-05-18T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T22:15:04.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>true</title><content type='html'>(and sometimes the safari is really a catholic church in san salvador and i am oscar romero)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-5813649758837238054?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5813649758837238054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=5813649758837238054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/5813649758837238054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/5813649758837238054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/true.html' title='true'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-8895898414114842002</id><published>2011-05-18T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T22:03:47.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moonlighting</title><content type='html'>at night i moonlight as a surfer superher o on safari because my thoughts moonlight as dreams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-8895898414114842002?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8895898414114842002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=8895898414114842002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/8895898414114842002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/8895898414114842002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/moonlighting.html' title='moonlighting'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-7362166769745865841</id><published>2011-05-18T21:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:53:53.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>art with a heart! bab's favorite poet S. 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K. should have a festival of that name for kids that need a new heart. because it means they get a heart and the heart is there emotionally in the kids art. speaking of poetry (or semiotics or whatever you want to speak of) i read something interesting by roland barthes today, surprised/??? i was too! anyway it was about being a baby and a maniac. i wish i could remember it better. i will. and then ill tell you exactly what i was going to say. i feel my lungs are full of sand so i better shuffle off (this mortal coil jkjk)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-7362166769745865841?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7362166769745865841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-7399619071261699228</id><published>2011-05-18T21:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:48:24.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am real art&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-7399619071261699228?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7399619071261699228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=7399619071261699228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/7399619071261699228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/7399619071261699228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-real-art.html' title=''/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-5580322313579088612</id><published>2011-05-18T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:35:09.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>expansions</title><content type='html'>my heart is opening up and i hope it stops before its too late. talk about the red sea, and good luck parting it (idk)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-5580322313579088612?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5580322313579088612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=5580322313579088612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/5580322313579088612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/5580322313579088612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/expansions.html' title='expansions'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-6288600367162460608</id><published>2011-04-12T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T20:51:10.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tight like a knot</title><content type='html'>yesterday babs caught our neighbor trying to siphon gas from her car. we had a big laugh about it with him, because we said "man what re  you doing!" and he said "i was just testing the neighborhood watch, and i guess you were wwatching hahaha" it was pretty cute. but part of me thinks he really wanted some gas, its a hot commodity right now and i dont know. hes a nice guy, but i just dont know. anyway we all went out for pizza afterwards, my treat. babs had one two many tom collinses and got PRETTY giggly. i would say she was as bubbly as the water in her tommy. (thats what we call them;) )anyway this guy walks up to us! walks right up, you know the type, he went to college for numbers or something. anyway he had glasses and he said right to babs! you are stupid. and he walked away or started to anyway and i tapped him on the shoulder and said, "shes not stupid shes just perfect." and his eyes went soft and he actually hugged me. instead of being stupid, she is perfect she is someone i really love. and that guy really understood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-6288600367162460608?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6288600367162460608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=6288600367162460608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/6288600367162460608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/6288600367162460608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2011/04/tight-like-knot.html' title='tight like a knot'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-7518187511057211321</id><published>2011-04-08T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T17:51:15.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thnk i got my leg caught in a seaweed in my dream last night because i woke up kicking and breathing in a way that meant something. i wanted those breaths in a big way. do you ever worry that you wont want them enough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-7518187511057211321?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7518187511057211321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=7518187511057211321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/7518187511057211321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/7518187511057211321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-thnk-i-got-my-leg-caught-in-seaweed.html' title=''/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-2842942516172398044</id><published>2011-04-08T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T07:57:57.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>p.s.</title><content type='html'>i also wonder how many balloons it would take for me to float in the air&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-2842942516172398044?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-8582195312143904947</id><published>2011-04-08T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T07:56:42.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking about green stuff</title><content type='html'>well the trees are budding and i feel like a blushing bride all over again. does spring do that to you too?? i have been listening to a lot of music and just running around (in my head, i can't run around much in my house because it makes bab's cat feel too excited like a baby tiger and she jumps at me, and i gotta say i get sort of scared!) hahah. but even though the cat gets crazy, sometimes i smell a flower in the air and i cant help but jump up, too. i wanna jump up at the air like the cat jumps up at me, trying to get closer to something and share. spring is fun because everything is kissing in the air. the flowers are kissing each other and the bugs are kissing and everything is making more. and when things want to make more things get excited, and so do we. we can feel it! those bugs and trees are making us wild~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-8582195312143904947?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8582195312143904947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=8582195312143904947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/8582195312143904947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/8582195312143904947'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-2793459670910812555</id><published>2011-03-04T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T22:33:59.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>memory: full</title><content type='html'>well its good we have the internet these days because MY memory bank cant hold on to much!&lt;br /&gt;did you ever read dr seuss and think hey my brain has just enough room for fox in sox and not a whole bunch more. i bet you maybe  are getting confused, i am not being clear. why not you ask? well ! i can tell you in fifty words or less. today after writing three poems for babs, my brain is on. and when that happens its a whole new language. sorry, but thats all i can say! when you miss your lady and you tell her so in a sonnet it takes time. it takes a long time. and thats why all thats left is foxes in soxes. the rest got squeezed into 14 lines like juice from an orange! the weird membranes are left but, you know. i would read you the poem but i bet she would get embarrassed ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-2793459670910812555?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2793459670910812555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=2793459670910812555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2793459670910812555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2793459670910812555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2011/03/memory-full.html' title='memory: full'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-2151687067445395761</id><published>2011-03-04T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:39:05.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>give in</title><content type='html'>so i helped out with kindergarten round up this week at my parish.&lt;br /&gt;we drank kool aid and everyone had blue lips, it was hilarious but also really weird! what if that was what we thought looked nice now. well, maybe we did think that in the nineties. that was a weird time, overall and for me personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, round up reminded me of running. &lt;br /&gt;i used to run and run until the glow bugs were in the sky and my mom was telling me to take off my shoes and get inside and cool it! but then i would just jump on my bed til i was too jazzed and then when that had to stop, i would just talk and talk to my brother gabe, we shared a room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i could run as long as i wanted and no one would tell me to stop but my little heart, its a muscle that tires out easily these days except when it comes to love it just keeps on going like that rabbit ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-2151687067445395761?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2151687067445395761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>chris mas</title><content type='html'>ok so its christmas again which i totally love!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-7095360105756136513?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7095360105756136513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=7095360105756136513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/7095360105756136513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/7095360105756136513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/12/chris-mas.html' title='chris mas'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-7190395196098848433</id><published>2010-12-14T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T22:30:03.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was 5hinking about finding a pet today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-7190395196098848433?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7190395196098848433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-8940562314157298514</id><published>2010-12-10T14:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T14:48:38.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>water</title><content type='html'>i had something to say about water while i was taking a bath but i got lost in the water, and forgot. i bet it was something about how ...no, i really really forgot. water can do that to you. i guess i had an accidental "rebirth" and now i can't remember my old thoughts. baptism, you know about that. maybe it was about something like that. i really want to remember. if i remember, i will let you know. it felt big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-8940562314157298514?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-2005154236198563416</id><published>2010-10-10T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T19:55:41.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more on holes</title><content type='html'>sometimes you think you are falling down a hole but its just a tunnel and you dont know til you see the light, i bet SARK would get what i mean. but i dont know still because some tunnels are really long and sometimes its just not a tunnel, just ask those guys trapped in the mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-2005154236198563416?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2005154236198563416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-5564463869040319089</id><published>2010-10-10T19:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T19:53:35.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha you can't sled down a hole</title><content type='html'>i bet alice in wonderful (i typed that on accident but i left it because it sounds like a nice place to be (i meant wonderland, obviously)) could have figured it out, she was an accidental genius. but so are a lot of people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-5564463869040319089?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5564463869040319089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=5564463869040319089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/5564463869040319089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/5564463869040319089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/10/haha-you-cant-sled-down-hole.html' title='haha you can&apos;t sled down a hole'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-6596224848638425252</id><published>2010-10-08T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T22:06:25.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i could look far and wide</title><content type='html'>so,&lt;br /&gt;i am falling into a deep hole (like when u are on a sled and are a kid and whats at the bottom?who cares!!) and i hope there are friends and food at the bottom because i dont know how to get back to the top&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-6596224848638425252?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6596224848638425252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-5965921871287884608</id><published>2010-10-08T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T21:29:03.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there is a distance</title><content type='html'>do u ever crawl out of your cave (we are all tired hungry bears) looking for your fellows and then you realized everyone walked a couple of miles away because they heard about some good food? but nobody told you. they thought someone else told you? or at least that's the best possible conclusion. maybe they just thought you could be some good food to something else. and thats true, thats all we can really hope to be anyway. we are just stuff for other stuff to get stuff from. and thats ok, but its hard. its hard because as PEOPLE animals (a weird breed of animal) we are taught to distance ourselves from the animal of our human. so i dont know, just ...let me know if you go a couple miles down river looking for food, because i am hungry too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-5965921871287884608?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5965921871287884608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=5965921871287884608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/5965921871287884608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/5965921871287884608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/10/there-is-distance.html' title='there is a distance'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-1917077558227801312</id><published>2010-09-17T10:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T11:05:58.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>i guess i have more to say&lt;br /&gt;(that little bug is still running around i hope he doesnt get hurt)&lt;br /&gt;do you ever have friends you want to say hi to&lt;br /&gt;so much&lt;br /&gt;over and over&lt;br /&gt;hi!&lt;br /&gt;and you are scared they wont say hi back?&lt;br /&gt;i will say hi back.&lt;br /&gt;i always want to say hi.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to talk about how much i like all of my friends&lt;br /&gt;i think i will post some nice pictures of things&lt;br /&gt;as a little present to my friends&lt;br /&gt;its like one big "hi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/TJOtCfuGQAI/AAAAAAAAADc/jsFHNLw8AEI/s1600/Boxelder%2Bbug%2Blife%2Bstages.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/TJOtCfuGQAI/AAAAAAAAADc/jsFHNLw8AEI/s320/Boxelder%2Bbug%2Blife%2Bstages.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517944226845179906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first of all these are my friends the boxelders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/TJOtL7x_WlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zSddGQPTpVI/s1600/million_peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/TJOtL7x_WlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zSddGQPTpVI/s320/million_peace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517944388996520530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dont know , this sort of freaked me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/TJOtLbpowMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WuRfK_VmHbU/s1600/mercury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/TJOtLbpowMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WuRfK_VmHbU/s320/mercury.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517944380371550402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is mercury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/TJOtDe-mcPI/AAAAAAAAADs/u43TtHsI30Y/s1600/mercury-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/TJOtDe-mcPI/AAAAAAAAADs/u43TtHsI30Y/s320/mercury-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517944243825832178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is mercury too, i like this one better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/TJOtBvYvAmI/AAAAAAAAADM/oFnAHWjsgzk/s1600/Piece+of+an+Infinite+Hole.img_assist_custom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/TJOtBvYvAmI/AAAAAAAAADM/oFnAHWjsgzk/s320/Piece+of+an+Infinite+Hole.img_assist_custom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517944213870674530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i guess i am really into infinity right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/TJOtCywc-LI/AAAAAAAAADk/G6yDHqF3IuQ/s1600/infinite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/TJOtCywc-LI/AAAAAAAAADk/G6yDHqF3IuQ/s320/infinite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517944231955331250" 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/3520668546047552012-1917077558227801312?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/1917077558227801312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=1917077558227801312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/1917077558227801312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/1917077558227801312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/09/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/TJOtCfuGQAI/AAAAAAAAADc/jsFHNLw8AEI/s72-c/Boxelder%2Bbug%2Blife%2Bstages.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-6813882598735821754</id><published>2010-09-17T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T10:53:05.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY</title><content type='html'>so my girlfriend got me this poetry book (yes i have a girlfriend!) and ive been reading it a whole lot (yes i read poetry not ashamed to admit it!) these days. its really nice how people can say so much with so little and this one really got me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY&lt;br /&gt;the grass beneath a tree is content&lt;br /&gt;and silent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a squirrel holds an acorn in its praying hands,&lt;br /&gt;offering thanks, it looks like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nut tastes sweet; i bet the prayer spiced&lt;br /&gt;it up somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the broken shells fall on the grass,&lt;br /&gt;and the grass looks up&lt;br /&gt;and says,&lt;br /&gt;"hey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the squirrel looks down&lt;br /&gt;and says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been saying "hey" lately too,&lt;br /&gt;to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;formalities just weren't &lt;br /&gt;working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a translation from rumi. i mean, have i ever read a poem that was so much about me and God and our planet no i dont think so. i cried and cried after i read this, and then i wrote my own love poem to God but i dont think i am ready to share it. hey to you too, i think i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey!!!!! (no pun intended, but really i mean, HEY WHOA!)&lt;br /&gt;there is a little boxelder walking around on my keyboard!&lt;br /&gt;right this very minute! i gotta be careful not to crus it while i type!&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what he is wanting to say?&lt;br /&gt;i should let him type, but hes just too small&lt;br /&gt;he cant say what he needs to&lt;br /&gt;i really like these little bugs&lt;br /&gt;but most of the ones i have in my house only have five legs&lt;br /&gt;and the internet says six&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder why i got all these broken little friends&lt;br /&gt;maybe they need me&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could talk to him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-6813882598735821754?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6813882598735821754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=6813882598735821754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/6813882598735821754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/6813882598735821754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey.html' title='HEY'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-6540422353752506450</id><published>2010-08-30T21:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T21:53:49.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back before now</title><content type='html'>it's weird when you remember that the past really DID happen. it isn't something you dreampt up it's in your cells its the marks in the floorboards and all the holes you nailed into your walls and there aren't nails there anymore, you moved that painting into another room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-6540422353752506450?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6540422353752506450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=6540422353752506450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/6540422353752506450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/6540422353752506450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-before-now.html' title='back before now'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-789194907941030837</id><published>2010-08-24T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T22:44:58.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>double rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OQSNhk5ICTI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OQSNhk5ICTI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe ted's video went "viral" we had so much fun when we went to chile in 1992. (the chile eating contest in oklahoma city, that is hah) we had so much fun there. yeah, we were college friends and it's was fun to see his face again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-789194907941030837?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/789194907941030837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=789194907941030837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/789194907941030837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/789194907941030837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/double-rainbow.html' title='double rainbow'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-4888163501419646910</id><published>2010-08-22T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:13:35.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>web 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hallopino.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/robot2sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 659px;" src="http://www.hallopino.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/robot2sm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when is web 3.0 and does that mean i get a robot wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hallopino.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/robot1-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 667px;" src="http://www.hallopino.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/robot1-sm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she looks real enough to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-4888163501419646910?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4888163501419646910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=4888163501419646910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/4888163501419646910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/4888163501419646910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/web-20.html' title='web 2.0'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-9131411058807676025</id><published>2010-08-21T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T22:03:03.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man i am so tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-9131411058807676025?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/9131411058807676025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=9131411058807676025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/9131411058807676025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/9131411058807676025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/man-i-am-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-6391723314534558039</id><published>2010-08-21T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T22:01:54.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its been awhile</title><content type='html'>since i said im sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking the other day about lonliness. i am alone a lot, and lonely sometimes. but i dont feel lonely right now even though maybe i should in my bachelor pad. its been two weeks since babs left for england (she goes there in the summer sometimes to see her adoptive mom, she didnt grow up there). there is a big space that pours out from you and people far away. but big spaces can get filled with big things, and i am filling this one with tiny statues. yeah ive been building! little statues made of things i find. one for each day babs is gone. and i wrote a poem for her too and i mailed it to her. she laughed. it was about how i am a tomato and she (I THINK I JUST HEARD A GIANT SNAKE IN THE BACKYARD) sorry for the digression. its about a man turning into a tomato. i think she liked it. (i just heard the snake thing again i hope everything is ok). sorry i guess i dont have any real big thoughts tonight, its been a long day. i made a few extra statues today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-6391723314534558039?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6391723314534558039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=6391723314534558039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/6391723314534558039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/6391723314534558039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-been-awhile.html' title='its been awhile'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-2846485858666539661</id><published>2010-06-25T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T18:56:52.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>water water everywhere and im drunk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.answersingenesis.org/assets/images/articles/wow/local-flood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.answersingenesis.org/assets/images/articles/wow/local-flood.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welp its raining and its not raining men, hallelujah. (jk, pride is this weekend and guys who love guys are o.k. bye me!) i hope no little mice or cats got drown, because i saw a man swimming down main street :s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-2846485858666539661?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2846485858666539661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=2846485858666539661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2846485858666539661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2846485858666539661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/06/water-water-everywhere-and-im-drunk.html' title='water water everywhere and im drunk!'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-2454888188080851033</id><published>2010-05-10T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T16:52:32.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we start small i guess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S-icO21Fr1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/_EoD24V6ZBk/s1600/slide4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S-icO21Fr1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/_EoD24V6ZBk/s200/slide4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469793526491754322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a six day embryo, gross i guess but sort of cute because this is what we were&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-2454888188080851033?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2454888188080851033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=2454888188080851033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2454888188080851033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2454888188080851033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-start-small-i-guess.html' title='we start small i guess'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S-icO21Fr1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/_EoD24V6ZBk/s72-c/slide4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-8508688672918944427</id><published>2010-05-10T16:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T16:48:23.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do ya</title><content type='html'>do you ever get junk mail and treasure it just for a minute like its from a long lost friend? me neither&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-8508688672918944427?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8508688672918944427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=8508688672918944427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/8508688672918944427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/8508688672918944427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-ya.html' title='do ya'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-650871202257302505</id><published>2010-04-29T16:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T16:44:35.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mirrors</title><content type='html'>sometimes when i look in the mirror at the end of my day (i brush my hair), i see the little boy chris hiding in my face, and he sees me. and i am surprised that he understands me, and he is not surprised when i understand him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-650871202257302505?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/650871202257302505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=650871202257302505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/650871202257302505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/650871202257302505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/04/mirrors.html' title='mirrors'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-4699215688422638002</id><published>2010-04-05T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:35:06.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcoming</title><content type='html'>its good to feel welcome in your own home, and i do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-4699215688422638002?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4699215688422638002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=4699215688422638002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://xenophilius.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/christuppa1202_468x361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 468px; height: 361px;" src="http://xenophilius.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/christuppa1202_468x361.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was listening to the township choir on the radio, on my way to Bab's aunt's house. they sang the song the lord of the dance, which was my mom's favorite growing up because she likes songs like that, And i was thinking about how hard it really would be to dance with the devil on your back, and i felt like i had one of those moments where you remember that Jesus was probably the son of God, but he was also a person who had a hard life. trying to be joyful when you have that much   weighing you down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-3921842624808534727</id><published>2010-02-24T18:21:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T18:21:57.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not sure still</title><content type='html'>i am not sure if you still have any ideas about how we were gonna trick that guy, but if you remember you should tell me because i have been trying to tell babs this story at dinner all week, but i just cant remember it right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-3921842624808534727?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3921842624808534727/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-3899788116187600756</id><published>2010-01-23T23:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:14:26.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for everyone</title><content type='html'>every sister has a sister&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-3899788116187600756?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3899788116187600756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=3899788116187600756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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people who are just a stones throw (or a rock, however you see it hah).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-2518924819886220658?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2518924819886220658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=2518924819886220658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2518924819886220658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2518924819886220658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-its-just-surprise.html' title='sometimes it&apos;s just a surprise'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-5452686703591365862</id><published>2010-01-16T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T18:28:04.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW PINEAPPLES ARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1B8JFd4I/AAAAAAAAABw/ifY6U476sIE/s1600-h/Pineapples_with_Al_and_Glyny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1B8JFd4I/AAAAAAAAABw/ifY6U476sIE/s200/Pineapples_with_Al_and_Glyny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427529177119422338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1BUdCDUI/AAAAAAAAABo/_UIOvroLCBo/s1600-h/p285121-Wahiawa-How_Pineapples_Are_Grown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1BUdCDUI/AAAAAAAAABo/_UIOvroLCBo/s200/p285121-Wahiawa-How_Pineapples_Are_Grown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427529166465666370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1BJ-SjBI/AAAAAAAAABg/g99ke4Z5cbc/s1600-h/fresh_pineapples___extra_sweet_dih.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1BJ-SjBI/AAAAAAAAABg/g99ke4Z5cbc/s200/fresh_pineapples___extra_sweet_dih.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427529163652369426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1A5WdM6I/AAAAAAAAABY/zvDgUnxcSgo/s1600-h/free-pineapples-at-mauricios-shrimp-restaurant-puerto-vallarta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1A5WdM6I/AAAAAAAAABY/zvDgUnxcSgo/s200/free-pineapples-at-mauricios-shrimp-restaurant-puerto-vallarta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427529159190328226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1OeX_ErI/AAAAAAAAACI/sc01tFchmxA/s1600-h/first+pineapples+5-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1OeX_ErI/AAAAAAAAACI/sc01tFchmxA/s200/first+pineapples+5-06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427529392467153586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1NnDjv9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/1H9kzCxsHA0/s1600-h/pineapples_pho_lang_tuang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1NnDjv9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/1H9kzCxsHA0/s200/pineapples_pho_lang_tuang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427529377617526738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1OHv4VEI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZxerURAjkzE/s1600-h/pineapples-growing-wild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1OHv4VEI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZxerURAjkzE/s200/pineapples-growing-wild.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427529386393359426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1OverDDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5e5yhhFi4Kg/s1600-h/450px-GiantPineappleNambour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1OverDDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5e5yhhFi4Kg/s200/450px-GiantPineappleNambour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427529397058604082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i had one right now to eat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-5452686703591365862?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5452686703591365862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=5452686703591365862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/5452686703591365862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/5452686703591365862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-pineapples-are.html' title='HOW PINEAPPLES ARE'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/S1J1B8JFd4I/AAAAAAAAABw/ifY6U476sIE/s72-c/Pineapples_with_Al_and_Glyny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-484303317231005578</id><published>2010-01-16T15:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T15:24:12.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you ever watch a movie that you remember really liking but then you realize its really scary or is just really i dont know, you know though&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-484303317231005578?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/484303317231005578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=484303317231005578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/484303317231005578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/484303317231005578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-you-ever-watch-movie-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-2220353623045360120</id><published>2010-01-12T20:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:27:42.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not that sorry!</title><content type='html'>sorry for that last post, i was sort of tipsy with babs when i wrote it. sometimes we like to have a few drinks and blog together, except she doesnt have one. she had a scotch and soda and i had two amaretto sours, a drink i learned about last time babs and i visited missouri, to visit her mother~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-2220353623045360120?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-2197868428420938938</id><published>2010-01-11T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T17:47:40.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa a whole new year</title><content type='html'>well its a new year again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and time passes like when you are eating at a table and there is a lazy susan. and you want the salt and its on the other side, but you just turn the thing and there it is! it happens so easily sometimes. well i have been tired lately, and that means i have been having a hard time thinking straight. my mind gets so cloudy.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, &lt;br /&gt;THIS MIGHT FEEL FAMILIAR, HAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://coolemails.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/funny_wedding_cake_top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 235px;" src="http://coolemails.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/funny_wedding_cake_top.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at my parents weddding pictures. my mom was so happy on her wedding day. just kidding, because i dont know for sure because i wasnt there, i mean how could i have been !! i was just a sparkle in their eyes, i was just stardust waiting to come down to earth! if i had been there i would have said "you aren't going to stay this happy unless you really try" and she wouldnt understand yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, did you ever hear of grandmaster flash? my coworker gabe dryll really was playing their music loud at an after-work get together the other day and im not afraid to say i really liked it! try listening to it but dont judge yourself when you really want to start dancing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-2197868428420938938?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2197868428420938938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=2197868428420938938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2197868428420938938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2197868428420938938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/01/whoa-whole-new-year.html' title='whoa a whole new year'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-186896960413883787</id><published>2010-01-08T09:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:29:16.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bigsmall</title><content type='html'>wondering if being around a real giant would feel like being around your parents when you were really small, i mean maybe you would feel safe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-186896960413883787?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/186896960413883787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=186896960413883787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/186896960413883787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/186896960413883787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2010/01/bigsmall.html' title='bigsmall'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-9146311292812716553</id><published>2009-11-07T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:03:58.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the answers are there if you know where to look</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.edb.utexas.edu/visionawards/petrosino/Media/Members/katieraegan/image/seasons%20Of%20Life%20Large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 373px;" src="http://www.edb.utexas.edu/visionawards/petrosino/Media/Members/katieraegan/image/seasons%20Of%20Life%20Large.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there have been different things following me around these days. like a little trail of thoughts, like the train on a wedding dress, or the cape of some sort of king or prince, even. but these thoughts are not as beautiful and are more gray. winter is coming here, and babs and i took a last scenic drive through the prairie before it gets covered in that ol' white stuff, SNOW. it is happening again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-9146311292812716553?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/9146311292812716553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=9146311292812716553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/9146311292812716553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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room for waiting! i couldnt believe it, but then again, i guess i could. anyway this little guy was talking to me, and then he sprinted away to chase after someone who was probably his brother. and then he came back! and showed me his plastic tiger named rudy. and i told him 'i walk how you run.' and i think he knew what i meant. it's a strange connection between us, the old and the very small.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-647581853100156951?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/647581853100156951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=647581853100156951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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movies;);)&lt;br /&gt;including.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.library.drexel.edu/blogs/thesuggestionbox/Scanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 248px;" src="http://www.library.drexel.edu/blogs/thesuggestionbox/Scanner.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gopaultech.com/files/2008/04/millimeter-wave-scanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="http://gopaultech.com/files/2008/04/millimeter-wave-scanner.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/8023928360649502694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/8023928360649502694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-our-love-survive.html' title='let our love survive'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/StQmbILbg6I/AAAAAAAAABM/gSgGH3k_IlQ/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-1214680897994353999</id><published>2009-10-06T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:51:39.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>older</title><content type='html'>when you are young you say 'i are getting bigger,' something like, 'i'm not a baby any more i'm big. i am five.'  but when you are me, you are old, and you say 'i are getting older.' i am getting old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish the movie death becomes her was real and me and babs could live forever, jk. we are both bad actors. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/SswdELonCsI/AAAAAAAAABE/vr7IH9QM1oI/s1600-h/deathBecomesHer.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/SswdELonCsI/AAAAAAAAABE/vr7IH9QM1oI/s320/deathBecomesHer.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389714811735444162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know how to explain the things i have felt, and how i am feeling now. things change, and it's hard to remember that you have only just been you. but really, sometimes i feel like i am on the run. and i have no idea how to get home without someone finding out who i was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-1214680897994353999?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/1214680897994353999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=1214680897994353999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/1214680897994353999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/1214680897994353999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/10/older.html' title='older'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/SswdELonCsI/AAAAAAAAABE/vr7IH9QM1oI/s72-c/deathBecomesHer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-2728714060589452490</id><published>2009-10-05T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:47:12.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>missing pieces</title><content type='html'>there is something pulling on me from somewhere, and i don't know it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-2728714060589452490?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2728714060589452490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=2728714060589452490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2728714060589452490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2728714060589452490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/10/missing-pieces.html' title='missing pieces'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-1913762391172669733</id><published>2009-10-02T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T09:24:44.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all night long</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/paranormal/1/0/B/B/brown_lady_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 575px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/paranormal/1/0/B/B/brown_lady_lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard people shouting outside my house all last night, and it didnt even wake babs up. but it woke me up. but not the kind of wake up when you are really up, i was down, laying down, you know what i mean? i know you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was awake in my head and i felt like ghosts were watching me sleep, because i was in the in between places. i got scared, but i felt safer knowing that babs was there. what were they fighting about so long and loud? (i almost called the 5-0) how can two small people shake my entire neighborhood and make me feel something so strange, like the ghosts? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started to draw a journal entry about it this morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then on my porch something very bad happened. &lt;br /&gt;have you ever smelled a flower and it smelled very good? i know you have. well sometimes god makes mistakes, and i think he did this one on purpose. i think he was really drunk when he invented this one!!! its the female gingko!! ta da:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.urbanroofer.com/photos/uncategorized/ginkgo_tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.urbanroofer.com/photos/uncategorized/ginkgo_tree.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting closer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nutsinny.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/ginkgo-tree-roosevelt-island-new-york-city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.nutsinny.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/ginkgo-tree-roosevelt-island-new-york-city.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/SsYo-7tDqkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/O4BFCPv0Eno/s1600-h/2998569709_f9c94e2bf8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/SsYo-7tDqkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/O4BFCPv0Eno/s320/2998569709_f9c94e2bf8_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388039065839053378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the berries! they smell like rotting butter or throw up even, and i am being serious. according to the internet, the fruit is edible, but who would want to eat something that smells so bad? a dummie probably or someone that is really hungry and clever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's just better to laugh at the things god does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/SsYo0zCDs1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/oK_AENnnpoM/s1600-h/ghosts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/SsYo0zCDs1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/oK_AENnnpoM/s320/ghosts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388038891712525138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-1913762391172669733?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/1913762391172669733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=1913762391172669733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/1913762391172669733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/1913762391172669733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-night-long.html' title='all night long'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/SsYo-7tDqkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/O4BFCPv0Eno/s72-c/2998569709_f9c94e2bf8_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-676330973703056100</id><published>2009-09-05T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T23:27:38.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sickness follows</title><content type='html'>i have been wishing my friends were closer to me in so many ways. they run off and live their big livesi am counting the pieces of scrap paper that i have in my wallet. how could they run off like this when i am in town again for the first time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-676330973703056100?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/676330973703056100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=676330973703056100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/676330973703056100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/676330973703056100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/09/sickness-follows.html' title='sickness follows'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-7102862830279000748</id><published>2009-09-02T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T09:23:48.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>god and the jungle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/Sp6b3Yqm-nI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3LSCyCN7vR0/s1600-h/spiral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/Sp6b3Yqm-nI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3LSCyCN7vR0/s320/spiral.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376906380943227506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did god know about arranging everything to make it perfect in the jungles, and in the rainforests? i have been watching a lot of nature tv lately and it makes me feel like i mean, how does someone JUST KNOW. if i was god things wouldnt be great, but i am good at arranging things and i am a precise man because i have a virgo moon, so maybe the world wouldnt be a totally lost cause.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-7102862830279000748?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7102862830279000748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=7102862830279000748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/7102862830279000748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/7102862830279000748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/09/god-and-teh-jungle.html' title='god and the jungle'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/Sp6b3Yqm-nI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3LSCyCN7vR0/s72-c/spiral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-1101824063913557296</id><published>2009-08-27T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:03:56.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a clown!</title><content type='html'>FIRST OF ALL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewHIo2ekU4g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewHIo2ekU4g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i should share this video i took when Babs and I went to Battle Harbour, for a dramatic christmas getaway! It was really something, i really identified with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY ENOUGH ABOUT ME HHAHAHHA jk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, guys and people in the internet, for not posting onto my blog! my girlfriend and wonder woman BABS got back from england not too long ago and we have been getting real! i missed her a lot, as you might remember. i felt like i was always falling down! but now that she's back, i dont have to worry any more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i am feeling sort of confused with stuff today, so i am just going to post some pictures of my favorite animals, SLOTHS. my mind feels like a bug bomb got in there! like, someone accidentally mistook my mind for an ant colony. well, they should have taken a second look! anyway, my mind is all foggy now. i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img410.imageshack.us/img410/3673/sloth3pr7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 625px;" src="http://img410.imageshack.us/img410/3673/sloth3pr7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yadogg.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/sloths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://yadogg.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/sloths.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/sloth-ig-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 365px;" src="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/sloth-ig-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.motelmag.com/uploaded_images/sloth-724782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 374px;" src="http://www.motelmag.com/uploaded_images/sloth-724782.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sloths.us/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/sloth_in_a_box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 750px; height: 500px;" src="http://sloths.us/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/sloth_in_a_box.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHERE DID THEY GET THOSE FACES???? how did god know to make them like that,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-1101824063913557296?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/1101824063913557296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=1101824063913557296' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/1101824063913557296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/1101824063913557296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-clown.html' title='what a clown!'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-1684100795822634369</id><published>2009-07-07T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T07:29:48.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE CYCLE OF A STAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/SlNbz7kirtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/teRPYtqnGN8/s1600-h/Picture+34.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/SlNbz7kirtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/teRPYtqnGN8/s320/Picture+34.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355725329596067538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-1684100795822634369?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/1684100795822634369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=1684100795822634369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/1684100795822634369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/1684100795822634369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-cycle-of-star.html' title='LIFE CYCLE OF A STAR'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/SlNbz7kirtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/teRPYtqnGN8/s72-c/Picture+34.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-8641303034798346259</id><published>2009-06-27T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T09:45:21.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when did we all get so old</title><content type='html'>i just can't believe it. &lt;br /&gt;i just can't believe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-8641303034798346259?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8641303034798346259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=8641303034798346259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/8641303034798346259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/8641303034798346259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-did-we-all-get-so-old.html' title='when did we all get so old'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-3254829083206573722</id><published>2009-06-18T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:23:41.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the hook brings you back</title><content type='html'>Hey, i know its something you already know about, but getting emotional from a song ten years ago is just a funny experience. i mean, sometimes i just break down and cry. Yesterday i was remembering when my brother was on the price is right, and he won the showcase showdown. that made me cry too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my rememberings are digging through a bowl of fruit, sometimes some pieces are moldy and you get surprised. i dont know. i dont really want to talk about it any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mostly just feel like this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chuckleavell.com/_blog/wp-content/gallery/2007/06/sifting%20rocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.chuckleavell.com/_blog/wp-content/gallery/2007/06/sifting%20rocks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thedailygreen.com/cm/thedailygreen/images/1x/cleaning-oven-hm-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 460px;" src="http://www.thedailygreen.com/cm/thedailygreen/images/1x/cleaning-oven-hm-lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lifeclever.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/lightning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 314px;" src="http://www.lifeclever.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/lightning.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am going to try drinking coconut juice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-3254829083206573722?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3254829083206573722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=3254829083206573722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/3254829083206573722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/3254829083206573722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/06/hook-brings-you-back.html' title='the hook brings you back'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-6505633389926331368</id><published>2009-06-15T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:24:24.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>puzzles</title><content type='html'>sometimes, i need something more than what i have to keep me together.&lt;br /&gt;like a puzzle, when its done, sitting on your table. and you start to pick it up because maybe for a second you forgot it was a puzzle made of tiny pieces? and then you drop one on your carpet and its just.... impossible to find that piece. your dog maybe ate it or something. when i feel like that, then i need to go on a walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-6505633389926331368?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6505633389926331368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=6505633389926331368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/6505633389926331368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/6505633389926331368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/06/puzzles.html' title='puzzles'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-5552423308363839942</id><published>2009-06-15T21:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:43:11.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me, too.</title><content type='html'>you wanna know whats beautiful? the way clovers go to bed at night, they close up just like people do when they get sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-5552423308363839942?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5552423308363839942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=5552423308363839942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/5552423308363839942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/5552423308363839942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-too.html' title='me, too.'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-8279596104096213055</id><published>2009-06-04T10:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:33:24.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>looking up looking in</title><content type='html'>i cant figure these things out anymore. i hope my planets align someday. for now, i am just going to keep singing. that usually helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.astrologysource.com/CovNatM1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 449px; height: 606px;" src="http://www.astrologysource.com/CovNatM1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it start's to make sense. but then i remember things that happened, and i get lost again. i just want to keep my head above water.&lt;br /&gt;earth wind water fire!!! hah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-8279596104096213055?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8279596104096213055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=8279596104096213055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/8279596104096213055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/8279596104096213055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/06/looking-up-looking-in.html' title='looking up looking in'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-5786439003319185140</id><published>2009-05-15T10:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:19:14.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the stars and my girlfriend</title><content type='html'>So, i guess i have been trying to map out who i am through the stars, called astrology. i cant answer for myself, that's what the stars are for. but i cant understand it because so many selves start to pour out. i am feeling frustrated. i keep uncovering and erasing and marking and removing. i am plotting it all out by hand. but i guess thats all we can ever do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, my girlfriend Babs has been out of town lately, BUT she sent me a book in the mail by her favorite poet, &lt;a href="http://www.planetsark.com/"&gt;SARK&lt;/a&gt;, and its been really inspiring. Want to see? Anyway, Babs is always doing little things to make me feel more a part of the real world. It's hard. its hard to stay tethered down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/ShLb5NOnfkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0nvnTcPBJYA/s1600-h/CREANBALLOOON.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/ShLb5NOnfkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0nvnTcPBJYA/s320/CREANBALLOOON.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337570284237454914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-5786439003319185140?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/5786439003319185140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=5786439003319185140' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/5786439003319185140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/5786439003319185140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/05/stars-and-my-girlfriend.html' title='the stars and my girlfriend'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_40GBR29ZNN4/ShLb5NOnfkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0nvnTcPBJYA/s72-c/CREANBALLOOON.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-7769222200956284956</id><published>2009-04-28T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:43:40.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>systems</title><content type='html'>i sometimes look at the stars and connect the lines between them, but not the way all the books told me to when i was little. i like to draw my own pictures. seafarers use the sky as one big map! you dont even need another map. its funny when the stars can help you get from one place to another on earth, and then there is also astrology, which is another way to get from place to place. mapping out area, like the night sky, is like trying to organize your desk. it's the spaces in between the objects that is going to be the bigger problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.waterlogic.com.sg/smallmedia/images/starmap.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 520px; height: 520px;" src="http://www.waterlogic.com.sg/smallmedia/images/starmap.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.manchestereveningnews.co.uk/the_urban_warrior/Stars%20at%20night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 534px; height: 534px;" src="http://blogs.manchestereveningnews.co.uk/the_urban_warrior/Stars%20at%20night.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://michaelgr.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/starmap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 531px; height: 495px;" src="http://michaelgr.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/starmap.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://startswithabang.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/night-sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 537px; height: 402px;" src="http://startswithabang.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/night-sky.jpg" alt="" 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/3520668546047552012-7769222200956284956?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/7769222200956284956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=7769222200956284956' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/7769222200956284956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/7769222200956284956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/04/systems.html' title='systems'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-8191777995844944896</id><published>2009-02-19T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:39:26.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>srsly</title><content type='html'>so tonight i watched magic unfurl. i hope you know what i am talking about, because i am talking about beautiful things that made me feel real. its funny that i say that, because i am not. not like that. i saw people opening up to strangers, becoming magic for others. how can we do this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-8191777995844944896?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/8191777995844944896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=8191777995844944896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/8191777995844944896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/8191777995844944896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/02/srsly.html' title='srsly'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-6329698711106358605</id><published>2009-02-12T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:07:16.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am organizing space</title><content type='html'>i have been organizing the spaces between the objects that are laying around living room. things look messy to you, but i have everything just right. i can't wait to show you my journals! everything makes a little more sense once you tape it into a book. i have been reading a lot about the majesty of walking, and it means a lot to me. i have found that walking is the same as the space i have been arranging. there isnt much difference between me and the stuff on my floor, hahah! do you know what i mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-6329698711106358605?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/6329698711106358605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=6329698711106358605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/6329698711106358605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/6329698711106358605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-organizing-space.html' title='i am organizing space'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-2060239418850920708</id><published>2009-02-09T17:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:14:35.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im frustrated</title><content type='html'>hi guys.&lt;br /&gt;do you ever feel like your skin is just an outfit thats too tight? and you feel like it doesnt fit right? i guess thats how i feel right now, and its because im frustrated!! i have been tracing out the passages and paths that tom crean and his crew took in antarctica. its making me feel mad! i wish i could have been on his crew, too. but instead im just here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-2060239418850920708?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2060239418850920708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=2060239418850920708' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2060239418850920708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2060239418850920708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-frustrated.html' title='im frustrated'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-3183006033169943622</id><published>2009-02-08T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T10:48:38.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgets</title><content type='html'>there are still moments that i lose, and to make it even, moments i invent. i am building a reality out of faulty parts. oops, i hear the microwave. dinner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-3183006033169943622?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/3183006033169943622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=3183006033169943622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/3183006033169943622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/3183006033169943622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/02/forgets.html' title='forgets'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-4481790038284862229</id><published>2009-01-23T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T12:23:27.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crean cuts loose</title><content type='html'>while this cold air settles in, i am starting to move backwards in time. do you know how that happens? when that one little string that holds you in place gets cut and you are falling backwards, again. thats how it happens. my string broke. i have been looking at maps of the places i have been in my mind. i have been memorizing all the ice shelfs in antarctica. i am looking for my lost histories. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-4481790038284862229?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/4481790038284862229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=4481790038284862229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/4481790038284862229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/4481790038284862229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2009/01/crean-cuts-loose.html' title='crean cuts loose'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-2035754112965493150</id><published>2008-11-09T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:43:42.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>traveling blind</title><content type='html'>i was wondering how many times you have met a new friend before they were an old friend? please tell me soon, i really want to know. how many times have we even met? i have got a couple friends that i see around and they really mean the world to me. i can only hope to be something like that for your friends. i have met a few of them. how about when you are musing, writing something on a piece of paper and then you hear loud sounds behind you? and you get scared and your pen starts writing off of the paper and you lose where you were going? that is happening to me right now. there are loud sounds invading my quiet room. how many socks are there in my closet, anyway. i know that is a question that doesnt need an answer but so many things are like that. i am going to go count them. i'll let you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-2035754112965493150?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/feeds/2035754112965493150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3520668546047552012&amp;postID=2035754112965493150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2035754112965493150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3520668546047552012/posts/default/2035754112965493150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somanyself.blogspot.com/2008/11/traveling-blind.html' title='traveling blind'/><author><name>chris crean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02471182392433514881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3520668546047552012.post-1546593801610937250</id><published>2008-11-08T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T15:45:16.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my peaceful world</title><content type='html'>limits kept me from making my stories before, but now i can tell you everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3520668546047552012-1546593801610937250?l=somanyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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